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

Blakedidn'thitJulianonce,andJuliangotupandgrabbedthecollarfiercely,pretendingtohitagain.Seeinghisbadattitude,IwentstraighttoCecil,hopinghecouldstophim,becauseIknewIcouldn'tdoitalone.ButCecilintercededandsaidsomethingthatIcouldn'tbelievehewouldsay.


Hisexpressionwascalmashespoke,buthiseyeswerehorrible,andBlakedidnotwaitforhisbrotherattheendofthesecondroundwhenCecilputhisfistinJulian'sface,andthistimeJuliangaveajerk,rolledoverandranaway.Blackpunchedthefloor,IsawthetilesonthefloorcollapseandIswallowedmysaliva,wonderingwhatitwouldbelikeifJulianhadbeenpunchedinthefacebythispunch.


Julianstoodupandraisedhishandsimprovisinglytodissuadehim.


"You'rewrong,Ididn'tdoyourlittleKinn.Calmdown."


Itwasn'tJulianwhowasafraid.Iknowhisexpressionisverycold.Iknowhedoesn'twanttofightwiththemandtrytoavoidconflict,buthedoesn'twanttohaveanythingtodowithhiscousin.ButCecilandBlack,canyouhearme?CecillookedatJulia'sface,eatingbloodandmeat.


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