My boyfriend is not a human being? It’s over. I love him even more!

Chapter 174 After the Old House Caught Fire (24)

In just the blink of an eye, the location changed, the environment changed, and the people changed.

Chu Xiang looked at the man in front of her, still a little unresponsive.

Eugene laughed and said, "Don't you recognize me?"

Chu Xiang said: "Am I dreaming again?"

Eugene nodded, stroking her long hair with one hand, with a faint smile in his eyes, "Yes, you are dreaming."

It is precisely because this is a dream that they can meet here, and at this moment, he looks even more lively and youthful.

Eugene took her hand and led her into a glass room, which was covered with painted glass on all sides. The colors were brilliant and very exaggerated. Only a small candlelight was needed to light up the surroundings, and countless spots of light in different colors would bloom.

In this room surrounded by spots of light, there was only a chair made of gold. The patterns carved on it were extremely delicate, and the blanket on the chair was made of the fur of some unknown animal and was also extremely gorgeous.

Chu Xiang could almost imagine that when he sat alone in this empty space, he must be like a lonely meditator.

Eugene sat on the wide chair and picked up Chu Xiang and held her on his lap. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of being close to her. He touched the skin on her face with one hand, and his fingertips gently lingered on her delicate skin, which was very comfortable.

He said: "Xiangxiang, do you like staying in my dream?"

His voice was very gentle, and seemed to contain a strange magic that made the person being comforted involuntarily relax his body and lean lazily on his chest.

Chu Xiang's consciousness was scattered, wrapped in his breath, as if she had experienced the comfort of a kitten surrounded by sunshine. Because she was too comfortable, her brain gave up thinking and became very dull.

After a long while, she nodded slowly, "I like it."

Eugene gently stroked the hair on the back of her head, his voice smiling, "Do you like me holding you like this?"

She muttered, "I like it."

There was more joy hidden in Eugene's blue eyes. Chu Xiang was in his arms, looking as if she had completely given up resistance. A full sense of dependence emanated from her, which was very enjoyable.

The young man with long golden hair lifted her chin with his hand. There were slight calluses on his hands, the result of holding the sword for many years.

"Xiangxiang, give me a kiss."

Chu Xiang cooperated by raising her face. He lowered his eyebrows, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and kissed her.

A gentle touch, then a slightly heavier rubbing, and then a little biting, and finally breaking into the sweet scent and plundering it to your heart's content.

Over and over again, their bodies became closer and closer in the intimate kisses.

"Xiangxiang, it's so comfortable here, stay and keep me company."

Chu Xiang felt so comfortable that she felt dizzy. She put her hands around the man's neck and her vision was blurred. His golden hair and blue eyes were so beautiful, which really hit her aesthetic point. Every time she looked at him, she couldn't stop.

She seemed drunk, tilted her head, and moved closer, and said drunkenly: "Why do I have to stay with you, and not you go out to accompany me?"

Eugene tilted his head to look at her, "Because I can't go out yet."

"Why can't you go out?"

Eugene thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because the outside world doesn't welcome me, or maybe I don't even welcome myself." Chu Xiang seemed to understand, lying in his arms, not asking any more questions, just blinking occasionally, but her eyes were empty and unfocused.

"Eugene."

"Ok?"

"are you alone?"

"Everything here is mine, so how can I be lonely?"

Chu Xiang hugged him tighter, and said in a muffled voice: "Eugene, it's too empty here, I don't like it."

Even if this house is made of gold and decorated with a lot of gold, it is still empty. Even if two people are in it, such a large space cannot be made fuller, let alone when he is alone?

Eugene entangled a strand of her hair with his slender fingers, and said calmly, "Xiangxiang, this is what it feels like to sit on the throne."

“Some people will look down on you because you are kind, but when you become harsh, they will think you are cruel.”

"When the war breaks out, rumors of instigation by those with ulterior motives will spread, and everyone will forget how you used thunderous means to intimidate the foreign enemies and prevent them from stepping into the border."

"They will only think that it was your cruelty that caused everyone's resistance and betrayal, and that it was your cruelty that provoked the war."

"And at this time, you will become a lonely king in the truest sense."

Eugene is like a storyteller. He makes cold comments on past stories and people. He only stands on the standpoint of an outsider and talks about a forgotten history.

When the former guardian degenerates into a killer, it becomes meaningless to look back and worry about who is right and who is wrong.

Chu Xiang couldn't help but hug him tighter, her face almost pressed against his chest, her breath filled with the scent of his body.

In just a moment, Eugene suddenly felt his heart inexplicably become heavier, and this empty glass house seemed no longer as empty as before.

It was late at night and the smell of blood was everywhere.

Damien led the two women and groped their way forward. Perhaps God was on their side, as they were lucky enough to avoid all kinds of terrible monsters along the way.

A man shouted not far away, followed by the sound of him falling to the ground.

The moment he fell, he saw a figure hiding in the corner of the alley. It was like he saw a life-saving straw, and he desperately stretched out his hand, "Save me! Save me! Vicky!"

It's Andre.

Unfortunately, he met a policeman with a new mask. He thought it was the familiar Abel and was surprised to find that he had found a companion. Of course, he rushed over excitedly, but he didn't expect to be greeted with a butcher's knife instead of a hug.

Half of Andre's body was covered in blood, and his calves had been crushed into powder, but he was still alive.

Of course he didn't want to die yet. The group of people opposite him were his only hope. He shouted, "Save me—save me!"

Vicky cursed inwardly that Andre was a guy who was more likely to cause trouble than to help. He was about to die, but he still wanted to drag her down with him!
At this point, Vicky wanted to run, but she couldn't act too cold and indifferent, so she could only pretend that she was so scared that she stood there, unable to react.

As expected, Damien grabbed the two women first and turned around, "Run!"

At this moment, Vicky also had a legitimate reason to escape.