monster's bride

Bai Ji noticed her wet hair, took the cup away from her hand, pulled her up, "Go and blow dry your hair."

Lu Zhizhi was too tired to move, "You can wait and do it naturally."

"I'll help you."

Bai Ji still pulled her to the bathroom.

He found the hair dryer with familiarity, took it out, and pulled her to the sink to hold it against her.

Lu Zhizhi was facing his chest, looking up at his smooth jaw wearing a mask, "I don't understand why you want to commit suicide."

The life she was living in made her fall into despair, and she didn't even think about dying. People who cherished their lives like her couldn't understand that girl's thoughts.

The hair dryer turned on the hot air, and Bai Ji's mobile phone was inserted in her hair. The slightly cool temperature neutralized the heat of the hot air.

Lu Zhizhi felt just right. She leaned forward and buried her face in his chest in exhaustion.

She put her hands around his thin waist and tightened her fingers.

Bai Ji's eyes flashed slightly, "Are you tired?"

"No."

She said in a low voice: "I feel much better with you."

The corners of Bai Ji's lips raised, and he continued to dry her hair carefully. The entire bathroom was soon filled with the aroma of lavender-flavored shampoo.

The bathroom heater light above the head is on, and the warm air is blowing.

Lu Zhizhi felt a little hot, brushed the hair that stuck to his face, and rested his chin on Bai Ji's chest.

The more she looked at the mask used to cover her face, the more unpleasant it became. She simply raised her hand and took off his white mask.

Bai Ji paused and subconsciously touched his face, "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhizhi stepped on his feet and stretched his neck, trying to do something.

Bai Ji hesitated for a few seconds, then lowered his head as much as possible to cooperate with her.

She smiled, grabbed his clothes and tugged, finally raising her face and kissing his chin.

"Kiss."

Bai Ji's hand holding the hair dryer paused, blowing only a part of her scalp, which was a bit hot. Lu Zhizhi leaned back and said, "Don't blow in one place."

"Sorry." His Adam's apple rolled, "You were too sudden."

Lu Zhizhi still hugged him and didn't let go. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Just do your thing."

Bai Ji tried hard to force his attention away from her polished lips, and his fingers became active in her hair again.

From Lu Zhizhi's perspective, the longer she looked at that face, the more she liked it.

The split face looks very handsome when placed on someone who gradually accepts it and likes it, as if it has a soft light filter.

So she stepped up again, raised her face and kissed his cracked cheek, the long scarlet crack.

Bai Ji's hands were shaking and his breathing was messed up, but he was still strong and calm, focusing his attention firmly on her hair, blowing on the wet ends of her hair.

Inadvertently, he bent his back slightly and cooperated with her quietly.

"Are you ready to blow dry?"

"not yet"

He was too tall. Lu Zhizhi felt a little tired with his neck raised, "I want to sit on the stage."

Bai Ji was silent for two seconds, then put his arm around her waist and put her on the table. The position of the washstand is not high, and Lu Zhizhi is not much higher when she sits on it than when she stands, but it looks like she is completely sitting in his arms.

She took the initiative to hug his neck and suppressed his body without much effort.

The hair dryer was turned off and left aside, and the bathroom became quiet.

Lu Zhizhi raised his eyes and stared at him without speaking, the corners of his lips were curved, and his cheeks were blown a light pink by the hot wind.

Bai Ji looked at her eyes for a long time, and the desire that had been aroused before reached its peak at this time with her seemingly absent invitation.

He pushed the hair dryer into the sink, grabbed Lu Yao's legs and put his arms around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her.

Her thin pajamas were held down and messy by the excited hands, revealing a little skin on her waist, and her whole body was embedded in his arms.

The kiss was so violent that Lu Zhizhi almost couldn't breathe, and his heart was beating out of sequence.

She squinted her eyes slightly and looked at the enthusiasm and infinite love in Bai Ji's eyes.

The slight haze brought about by the jumping incident was completely forgotten because of being immersed in such a kiss.

Lu Zhizhi felt a sense of comfort, and a trace of black mist appeared on the necklace on her chest, covering her eyes.

She suddenly felt that her eyes were sore, and she was even stimulated to the point of crying. Physiological tears gradually filled her eyes.

In his hazy vision, Lu Zhizhi suddenly noticed something special behind Bai Ji.

Her attention moved over, and several thick black tails swayed from under him. Each one swelled towards the twisted black shadow, varying in size, squeezing and swaying against each other. Within a moment, Lu Zhizhi's entire body was bright. His vision turned gray.

Those continuously elongating and spreading tails gradually touched the ceiling, blocking the light of the bathroom heater above the head, and blocking the heat from the top that was constantly penetrating downwards.

A special coldness surrounded Lu Zhizhi.

She tried to turn her eyes to the side and felt those things like fox tails wrapped around her legs, her waist, her shoulders, her neck, and her back.

She opened her eyes wide, wanting to make a sound or struggle to signal to Bai Ji.

But no matter how good Lu Zhizhi's thoughts were, how clear her thinking was, her limbs were not controlled at all and could only amplify her senses involuntarily. The feeling of those plush tails composed of black mist wrapping her up was extremely clear. .

The coldness penetrated her back along with those ethereal furs. She let out a low moan and wanted to clench her teeth, but Bai Ji, who noticed her movements, pinched her chin.

She couldn't shut up, like a puppet at the mercy of a child, taking what he wanted.

After a while, Lu Zhizhi calmed down. Apart from being shivering from the cold and being harassed by those black mist tails, no other dangerous things happened.

They seemed to come out just to get a piece of Bai Ji's pie.

Her relatively clear mind slowly relaxed after realizing this. Her eyes no longer always stayed on the black mist vigilantly, and she retracted her gaze and shifted it to Bai Ji's face again.

When his gaze unexpectedly collided with her again, her heart, which had just recovered, dropped heavily.

these eyes

Lu Zhizhi's pupils suddenly tightened, and the fingers holding the hem of his clothes tightened instantly.

Bai Ji's eyes changed color.

The color on the irises was dyed with a strange white color, and the edges were a layer of light cyan that melted inward. They were full of madness and out-of-control weirdness. These were not those gentle fox eyes.

Lu Zhizhi wanted to raise his hand, but was pinned down by the furry tail.

She was breathing heavily, her chest was rising and falling violently, and she was starting to get scared.

Her emotions fluctuated violently, and her resisting mood was instantly captured by the curse, its tail swiping heavily across the glass like it was venting its anger.

The mirror on the washbasin suddenly made several clicking sounds.