It's not my first time to go to the club, but it's my first time to see him.
He is very handsome. . . But he's in a state like a dying man.
I was drunk, but I was sure my consciousness was complete.
I helped him, but he whispered. . .
"Let me lay eggs."
Wow. . . They're laying eggs! ,

My Boyfirend Is An Alien

KeithdiedjustasKetadid,andRichardlaughedevenmore,justasRaturodid,asRaturoputKeta'sorangejuicebottleasideandAstonpulleditoutofhislittlehand.Arturocriedevenlouder.Thistime,hejumpedaboutinhisfather'sarms.Yes,Iwasveryangry.Richardopenedhischilledbowlandpouredorangejuiceintothenewbottle,butArturodidn't.SingingtogiveKetahisbottle.WhenKetasawit,sheputthebottleinfrontofherandsignaled"Here".


KetanoddedandRichardtookthebottletoArturo,whentheshrillvoicequieteddown.


"Ithinkyourchildrenarebullyingmetoomuch.Youhavetobecareful,youwillloseyourchildrenandyouwillrobmeofmythings.Whatdoesthismean?"


WhileIknewArturowasaprinceanditwasn'tsurprisingtobespoiled,Icouldn'thelpscoldingthecouple,withAstonandRichardlaughingbeforeKeithbrokeout.


"Itdoesn'tmatter,GwenKeitaistheguardian,anditisnormalforhimtodiefortheprinceanyway."


IsuddenlyturnedaroundandlookedintoKeith'sface,hisgreeneyesnotbecausehewasonArturo'sside,butbecausehewantedyoutoservethiswaywardchild.


Chapter１３２