Chrollo closed the book in his hand with a snap, his deep black eyes silently watching the girl on the bed. After murmuring softly, she sat up with difficulty with her eyes full of haziness. At this time, behind her, Outside the wide open window, the sun was penetrating through the clouds, casting golden beams of light. One of them shot into the room and fell on the girl. The girl did not fall into a vague darkness because of the backlight. If there seems to be no smooth and flowing blue glow, it is coated with a more beautiful layer of bright golden light. 【Read full text】
Gold, blue, two torrents of light, one is brilliant, magnificent, and the other is gorgeous and dreamy, remote and peaceful. The girl bathing in them is as solemn and sacred as a goddess but ethereal.
The girl seemed to have not recovered yet and was gently rubbing her temples. She lowered her head, and the back of her neck was bent into a graceful arc. Her short hair, which had been trimmed by herself, looked messy and fine, like strands of crystal clear blue hair. Like crystal silk, it is scattered on the girl's fair and slender neck and pink and soft earlobes. It is fragile and beautiful, as if it is fragile crystal ceramics. It makes people feel careful and protective, but at the same time it feels like completely destroying beautiful things. violent impulses.
A dark gleam of intoxication and plunder flashed in Chrollo's eyes. He sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed the girl's soft hair, then slid all the way down to the smooth and soft back. He paused for a moment, and after noticing that the girl's neck shrank slightly like a frightened little animal, he put his hands on the girl's shoulders and let her lean into his arms, with a magnetic and warm voice with a hint of seductiveness. gentle.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? Does the wound still hurt?"
The girl turned her head in confusion and looked at him. Her clear eyes kept changing into blurry colors. At this time, her eyes became more and more sparkling due to the slight confusion. She just stared blankly at his question. I don't know the answer.
Chrollo smiled, he had long noticed that Cellulu had a slight feeling of getting out of bed. Within the first minute or two of waking up, his brain seemed to be on strike, and he was always in a daze, as if he didn't know what year it was. Confused, this made him feel cute and happy, because it was easy to use. For example, like now, Chrollo lowered his head and kissed those fascinating eyes. The girl subconsciously closed her eyes, and her eyelashes were like butterflies. It kept fluttering, making Chrollo's lips itchy along with it.
The moist and warm soft touch on her eyelids made Cellulu finally realize that she was being eaten. She groaned, suddenly opened her eyes, and reached out to push Chrollo. Chrollo raised his head in cooperation. He left, but still held the girl in his arms, and just asked with a smile again.
"Are you fully awake?"
Cellululu's memory was still stuck on the man in black she saw before she fainted, so after subconsciously struggling for a few times, she finally fixed her eyes to see who was holding her in front of her. When she saw this, she was stunned.
"... Chrollo?"
"Well, it's me." Chrollo replied in a good mood.
"Chrollo?"
"Well, it's me." Chrollo answered tirelessly, and the smile in his tone was even more obvious. Chrollo's first voice from Celluloid only contained questions and surprise, but his second voice was full of surprise. He heard obvious joy and relief, and this implicit call of dependence and trust made him feel good.
At this time, Cellululu could not care about how troublesome Chrollo was and someone who should be avoided. Although she had the same confidence in the strength of all of them, Chrollo, in her impression, It always feels a little more unpredictable, which also makes Celluloid feel like she has found her backbone the moment she sees Chrollo. It can be said that as long as the target is not herself, there is nothing better than fighting with Chrollo. Being a companion makes people feel more at ease, especially under the background of various pig teammates recently, it is even more obvious that Chrollo is shining golden and extremely reliable at this time, even if his memory has not been restored.
After Cellululu was pleasantly surprised, she suddenly remembered that she was forced to confess that she liked him when she lost her memory, and she suddenly felt all kinds of embarrassment and discomfort. Fortunately, her memory was not restored. If Chrollo regained his memory, she would feel guilty. With the urge to die, she noticed that she was still leaning in Chrollo's arms, and she quietly tried to slowly leave Chrollo's arms, unconsciously expressing her eagerness to distance herself. Linguistically.
"Ku··Ruxilu··Classmate, your trial is over? Where is this place? Why am I here?"
Chrollo restrained Cellululu's body as she moved away secretly, lifted her chin up with one hand, and raised the corners of her plump lips slightly, charming but with a hint of danger.
"Why don't you call me Chrollo? After your memory is restored, you become unfamiliar again? Cellululu, you really like to be an ostrich to avoid pretending to be stupid."
The head that was forced to raise made Celluloid only a few feet away from Chrollo's face, an extremely unsafe and ambiguous distance. However, none of this was as shocking as Chrollo's words, which made people feel like they were struck by thunder from the sky. Celluloid Lu's lips were slightly opened as her scalp was pounding, and she blurted out an exclamation.
"Have you regained your memory?"
Chrollo's eyes deepened, and his eyes fell on the pink and thin diamond-shaped mouth, and he said casually.
"yes."
"Ah, really?" Cellululu was stunned and didn't know what to say. It wasn't until she noticed that Chrollo's head was slightly lowered, as if he had the intention of kissing her, that she started struggling again, "You... let go first..."
Before she could finish her words, she pressed a soft touch on her lips. After teasing and sucking, she forcefully penetrated her tongue.
Chrollo's kiss was completely inconsistent with his delicate and gentle appearance, but it had the style and feeling of the leader of the Phantom Troupe. He was naked and predatory, domineering, but also extremely seductive. The celluloid was still there at first. He refused, but the enemy's combat prowess and physical prowess were also superb, and he was deeply trapped in a negative state where his HP and MP were completely cleared. All resistance was suppressed, and his body gradually softened.
By the time Chrollo ended the kiss on his own initiative, Celluloid was left panting lightly in Chrollo's arms with her eyes blurred and her face flushed.
Chrollo played with the short hair behind Cellululu's ears with his fingers. The jewel-like hair was constantly being entangled and unwound at his fingertips. He seemed to be enjoying it as if he had found some interesting game. , even though he was getting a bargain and acting well,
"Do you still want me to let go now? Speaking of which, you like me, don't you? Shouldn't you be happy when the person you like kisses you?"
Cellululu's face immediately burned, and she just wanted to deny it completely. "I don't..." She couldn't say the words "I like you". Not counting the memory loss, but facing Chrollo himself who had recovered his memory and the leader of the Phantom Troupe, Cellululu really didn't have this mentality. Quality speaks frankly.
The author has something to say: Oops, actually I didn’t plan to update on a daily basis, but it seems that my teasing words to the readers were taken as a plan to update on a daily basis. In order not to disappoint some friends, I will post these first to satisfy my cravings. As for the follow-up Yes, depending on when I finish writing this chapter, daily updates may not be possible.
