GB: Bai Yueguang is a villain again.

Su Mo's kiss gently fell on the corner of his eye.

"Be good, don't cry."

The golden hair on her temples fell on the little succubus's cheeks, making him feel itchy.

The woman lowered her eyes to look into Lost's, pretending to be puzzled and asked, "Luo Xiu is really weird. Why is he sad just because I didn't smile at him?"

After she finished speaking, the corners of her pale pink lips curled up, and she looked very happy.

After all, Su Mo was really happy, and was amused by Lost's appearance from the bottom of his heart.

Even though the other party didn't understand what she meant now.

But in her eyes, these silly little reactions were like cute things.

My heart is soft.

Such a simple smile on her face is truly a beautiful sight.

Like the first blooming cherry blossoms in spring, the fragrance of her hair seeped into his heart.

"Does Luo Xiu care about me a lot?" Su Mo's coaxing tone was heard in his ears.

Hearing her words, Lost nodded.

How could he not care about his master?

Su Mo's every move always touched his heart.

It's easy to affect him and make him no longer like himself.

"Then what is Luo Xiu's identity? Or rather, why does Luo Xiu think he can care about me so much?"

She suppressed her smile and poked his heart with her finger.

It doesn't hurt, but the touch is very noticeable.

Why should he? Lost thought.

Just as Su Mo said, he has always been Su Mo's property.

Even if he knows nothing, he understands this principle.

No object will ever turn against Tiangang and control its owner.

No object will get angry or lost because of its owner's neglect.

He always remembers it and often warns himself.

Be obedient and don't offend your master.

But I can't always control it.

Ambition grows little by little, clamoring for more.

Even in the past, he did not expect to get the master's warm response and love.

Now he couldn't stand her neglect at all.

Su Mo's words at this moment were like a bucket of cold water poured on him, extinguishing the burning jealousy in his heart.

Let him calm down.

The little succubus replied dryly: "Luo Xiu doesn't know."

What kind of identity can do this?

He grasped Su Mo's sleeve and said cautiously, "Master, can you tell Luo Xiu? What exactly does it take for him to... care about you like this?"

Lost couldn't understand.

But he knew that his master absolutely understood the truth of the matter.

"What does Luo Xiu look like this?"

Those purple eyes were filled with confusion, and Lost's eyebrows were almost knotted, but he still couldn't figure out the key point.

"This is an emotion that only exists between lovers." Su Mo finally answered him.

"Luo Xiu likes me, right?"

Like it?

Lost remembered what he had said before and nodded: "I like the master."

A chuckle came from above: "Does Luo Xiu really know what liking and love are?"

The little succubus didn't expect that his master could see through him so easily.

He quickly explained: "Luo Xiu knows, liking someone means..."

He paused.

"Does liking you mean that Luo Xiu thinks about kissing me all day long?" Su Mo continued his words.

"That's right!" The little succubus agreed firmly with a serious look in her eyes.

Su Mo smiled again: "This only proves that Luo Xiu likes kisses, not me."

She reached out and gently pulled the chain on the little succubus's leg.

The slightly cool fingertips touched the wound and unexpectedly soothed some of the pain.

Su Mo carefully untied the chain that was causing him pain.

Despite her gentle movements, Lost was still stimulated and bent his legs, with an unbearable groan escaping from his throat.

"Luo Xiu... I don't just like kissing." She pinched the sheets above her head with her slender fingers, raised her head and looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

The strung together crystal stones sparkle in the refraction of sunlight, gorgeous and dazzling.

The light flickered and was extremely dazzling, making his head dizzy.

"Luo Xiu likes the master, he really does..." The little succubus's voice became a little low, and the crystal in the corner of her eyes finally slipped and fell into the soft quilt.

"I like the kiss that Master gives to Luo Xiu, and I like the pain that Master gives to Luo Xiu..."

He was probably a little confused, mumbling about everything Su Mo had brought to him.

Pain and joy, clarity and confusion.

It’s just because that was given to him by Su Mo.

How could it be that those kisses were the only things he liked?

Even though he was a little afraid of those punishments, and sometimes they even made him want to cry.

But he still wanted it, like he was possessed, and seemed to be addicted to it.

The master is more like a devil than himself.

She used various means to captivate him and make him unable to extricate himself.

Let your heart beat for each other all day long.

But no matter what she did to herself, it was better than being ignored coldly.

"I like everything about my master." He closed his eyes and choked as he said this, which made Su Mo's heart confused.

She leaned over and placed another tender kiss on his brow, a smile in her voice.

"Does Luo Xiu know? This is actually love..."

The scope of liking is so wide that anything can be liked.

But the extent to which this word can express is too shallow.

Just liking someone will not make a person become different from himself.

Don't always pay attention to the other person's actions, let alone lose your composure because of that person.

The little succubus only knows knowledge, but does not understand love.

Lost felt a soft touch on his forehead and hesitantly opened his eyes.

And through those hazy tears, I saw the spring in her eyes.

"Love?" he repeated in a low voice.

“Love is not just a kiss, it is love that fills the heart and eyes.

It's a very complicated emotion.

Apart from the throbbing in the heart, sourness and pain are all love.

It’s not something warm and beautiful, it might even hurt you.”

Su Mo gently brushed away the loose hair on his cheek with his fingertips, and looked at Lost with pity, who was still confused.

"Have you made up your mind, Lost? Do you really want to love me, even if you get hurt in the end?"

She was selfish and seemed enlightened to ask Lost about his decision.

In fact, she is guiding the other person step by step into the trap she has woven, called love. She needs the love of other people to fill herself up.

But in fact, Su Mo doesn't understand what love is.

She has been moved by every man who has been with her and really likes them.

But she knew that love was a word that could be spoken easily.

This is the least credible.

But true love cannot be simply expressed or summarized.

Perhaps it was because she had never truly experienced a deeply unforgettable love, and had never known what it felt like to love to the extreme.

She was even a little afraid of this thing because she was afraid of getting hurt.

Having seen too many tragic endings, she never dared to give her true heart to others.

I can only hide my heart under an indestructible mask of gentleness.

Layer after layer.

Until there is no one left to find.

Even.

My current self.