Little Red Mouse

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

IglancedandsawJulianstaringatme,asiftosaytocalmdown.Iwanttocalmdown,butIcan'tcalmdownnow.


Why...ThoseZenpeoplewerecareless,theyalwayshadtoeatbindingfood,theyinventedadrugtoreducetheirneeds,andenactedalawbanningbindingfoodofanyrace.Itwillhappentoo,Lacioni,althoughhehasnevereatenfoodlikethissinceIwasappointedhissoulmate,butsuddenlydoingit,it'sabitembarrassing,andmoreimportantly,whydoyoudoitonyourbirthday!


"Julian,gogetthewhip."Iheldbackmyangerandcalledyouinmymouth.


"Thewhip,"Julianaskedmetosayagain,confusinghisfaceforamoment.


"Thewhipyouusetohitspaceparasiteswhenyoupracticeridingit."


Juliangaveacry,thenrantogetthewhipandhandedittome.Thewhipwasmadeoftheskinofspaceparasitesandcurledtogether.IpickeditupandimmediatelyturnedaroundandlookedatPasha.


"But,sire...thewhip..."Pashalookedangry.


Iknowthisbecausewhipsarequitetoughandviolentwhenevenwithverythinthreads,itsstrengthcanmaketheirarmor.It'slikeacentaurbeinghittoacertainextent.


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