Conan: Ke Xuebai Moonlight Sticker Manual

Alcohol can numb people's thinking and can also catalyze some hidden thoughts.

Gin held Heyue's waist with one hand and her chin with the other, placing the pad of his thumb against her lower lip.

Soft, moist and delicate, it is the touch of a silly rabbit.

As long as he exerts a little force, he can sink in a small piece.

Perhaps it was because of the calluses on his hands that she felt uncomfortable. The squeamish Silly Rabbit couldn't help shaking his head. After finding that he couldn't break free, the ends of his eyes gradually turned red, and he looked aggrieved.

She was wearing a plain nightgown with a slightly loose collar and no bra underneath. From his angle, he could see the rounded outline and tender white color.

She was leaning on him, and the hem of her nightgown was piled on her thighs, revealing a pair of slender white legs, which pressed obvious wrinkles into his nightgown.

His nightgown was dark, which made her thighs whiter, a bit dazzling.

Gin lowered his eyes and looked quietly at her misty eyes and bright red lips.

She has grown up.

She has a beautiful and plump body, a soft waist, and a slim figure. She is more beautiful than any flower in the world.

She is no longer that skinny little girl. She no longer needs to be frightened and reticent every day, and she no longer needs to pretend to have amnesia——

She is no longer the fragile girl who hides behind him and cuddles into his arms at the first sign of trouble.

She has a dazzling aura, a bright future, a better and better career and studies, and friends who care about her.

She has a bright future -

You shouldn't have too much involvement with him.

Since it is clean, it must be completely clean and should not be contaminated by the slightest bit of darkness or filth.

This was a choice he had personally made many years ago, and he should carry it out with concentration and unswervingly, eliminating any factors that might cause interference.

Therefore, at this moment he should——

Push her away.

His green eyes were getting darker and darker, showing the danger that only wild beasts can have. He was a natural hunter, and his eyes were extremely oppressive.

But Shatu, who was looking at him like this, didn't react with any avoidance or fear. Instead, she arched her chest, put her knees on his legs, and completely handed her weight over to him.

Gin tightened his grip on her waist and lowered it slightly, interrupting her childish behavior of sniffing his face like a little animal.

"Ok?"

Silly Rabbit blinked his wet eyes and complained unceremoniously, "Please be gentle, I'm a little uncomfortable."

As he spoke, he stretched out his rabbit paw and patted the hand on his waist to express his dissatisfaction.

The voice was sweet and soft, like a hook. When it reached his ears, it seemed to hook on the tip of his heart, causing an itch that could not be ignored.

Gin frowned and instinctively increased the strength on his hands, but then relaxed when he heard Silly Rabbit's complaints.

"You're so rude."

Perhaps because she was tired or sleepy, the girl hugged his neck, nestled her cheek against the crook of his neck, and rubbed her, "Don't bully me like this."

After saying that, she nuzzled him again.

Something is quietly raising its head.

The nightgown is thin, transmitting each other's body temperature and heat.

Shatu quickly complained again, "I'm still a little uncomfortable."

Gin's forehead twitched, and he locked her waist tightly again, preventing her from moving any further.

"Why did you bully me again..."

Her voice was filled with obvious grievances and a slight cry. She scratched his chest with her rabbit paws, and even tore open the already loose collar.

"Is there something..."

Silly Rabbit looked really uncomfortable. He kicked his legs wildly, trying to break away from him, "Don't use so much force, I really don't feel comfortable."

Gin's Adam's apple kept rolling, and his increasingly hot breath smelled obviously of alcohol.

He closed his eyes forcefully, held her waist and picked her up, glanced at the place casually, stood up calmly and sent her back to the innermost room.

As soon as he touched the soft quilt, Shatu rolled over smoothly, wrapped himself in the quilt, and hummed softly with satisfaction.

Gin still kept the posture of bending down and hugging her, with a slightly subtle expression.

He stretched out his hand, pulled the quilt to her chin, tucked the corners of the quilt, then turned and left back to his room.

Cold water can extinguish fires that should not have arisen and clear out inappropriate thoughts.

Gin opened his beast-like green eyes, the storm roaring in his eyes, the muscles in his arms bulged due to the strength, the veins on the back of his hands protruded, his heart beat heavily, and the blood flow was obviously beyond the normal range.

Finally, the overly heavy ambitions were all sprinkled on the white ceramic tiles and washed away by the cold water.

The man changed into a dry nightgown and walked out of the bathroom. His cold silver hair was still dripping with water. He had no intention of wiping or blow-drying it. He sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette for himself.

Most of the drunkenness has dissipated, and the nicotine has slightly calmed down the overly enthusiastic restlessness.

He looked out the window at the dark night sky, and the shadows in his eyes gradually subsided until they were completely blocked by the ice that never melted.

On the other side, He Yue slept particularly deeply, perhaps because of the influence of alcohol.

She dreamed of a familiar scene again.

Hoarse cries, torn clothes, coveted eyes, disgusting words, these wrapped around her like vines, constantly tightening, leaving her breathless.

The feeling of suffocation became more and more obvious. Heyue pressed her heart. The ringing in her ears became more and more serious. A feeling of dizziness swept over her, and her vision went black.

She felt like she couldn't hear anything. The hideous and ugly man in front of her was laughing and saying something, but she couldn't hear anything, not even her own crying.

She kept retreating, her body was covered with wounds caused by glass fragments, and blood flowed all the way, but she felt no pain.

She seemed to be crying, but she couldn't make any sound, or there was a sound, but she couldn't hear it.

Everything around her seemed to be gradually falling apart, scarlet blood kept pouring out from the ground, and countless disgusting tentacles came with their teeth and claws, trying to drag her into deeper darkness.

Very similar to a previous dream, but even scarier.

Heyue clearly knew that she was dreaming, but her nerves and thinking seemed to be bound by something. She couldn't help herself, so she could only retreat passively, then retreat again, and let out a silent cry.

until--

"boom--"

Gunshots cut through the blood.

Distinctive footsteps were approaching, making a heart-wrenching sound as they stepped on a pool of blood.

The ugly man in front of him fell down, his ugly palms were still trembling, and his fat body moved hard, as if he wanted to fight back.

Then his head was stepped on unceremoniously and crushed repeatedly.

A tall figure appeared in the field of vision. Heyue slowly raised her head and met a pair of wild green eyes.

Such familiar, cold green eyes without any human emotions.

Heyue opened her eyes wide and watched blankly as the person approached her.

This was a tall, muscular man with an angular face, murderous green eyes, and long silver hair stained with blood.

He still had the gun in his hand.

Heyue stopped retreating, and mist accumulated in his eyes, turning into crystal tears.

She soon burst into tears.

The man stopped in front of her, bent down, and brushed the end of her eyes with his calloused fingertips.

He Yue choked up a little, and her voice was obviously aggrieved:

"The villain——"