Raise Love-78-He really wants to bite her

"Aria."

A voice, cold and menacing, sounded by her ear.

It was so dangerous that it seemed as if it would drag her into the abyss, bite into the carotid artery of her neck, pierce it hard, take away all her breath, and then bite the prey to pieces bit by bit, devouring it until nothing was left.

Aria was startled. Her big, jet - black and clear almond - shaped eyes widened, her pupils filled with water, looking at the person in front of her in a panic.

Ryder had already leaned back, biting on that lollipop, looking at her with a half - smile, his eyes gloomy.

After a moment, he twitched his lips into a smile.

"..." Aria subconsciously shrank back.

She swallowed hard, a bit scared. "Y - you, what's wrong?"

"Aria." Ryder stared at her for two seconds with a solemn expression, then smiled casually. "Have I been spoiling you too much, huh?"

Staring blankly at his eyes?

He had already moved back, yet she was still in a daze, not moving for a long time, as if he didn't even exist in her eyes.

Who was she thinking of when she was in a daze just now?

Was it the boy she had secretly loved for a long time and even worked hard to repeat a year of study and got into Harvard University for?

He clearly saw the sadness flash through the little girl's bright eyes as she stared blankly at him.

At that moment, the restlessness in his heart reached its peak.

In his life, no one had ever managed to make him, Ryder, this annoyed. She was really something.

Fine.

——He was so angry that he really wanted to bite her to death!

Ryder ground his teeth.

Staring at the little girl's clean and slender neck, he actually started thinking about which position would be more suitable to bite.

Aria instantly felt a chill run down her neck.

She saw Ryder staring coldly at the side of her neck.

His black eyes were dark and menacing, narrowed dangerously.

Aria was shocked: "??"

Did he really want to bite her?!

Realizing Ryder's dangerous thoughts at this moment, Aria reflexively covered her neck and quickly backed away.

Her back pressed against the car door, her almond - shaped eyes were a bit flustered, and she looked at the sullen boy with vigilant eyes. "You."

"Ryder," Aria wasn't sure if she had annoyed him by being distracted just now, but the neck couldn't be bitten randomly. She tried to soothe him. "You can't bite me."

"Can't?"

"Biting will kill someone..."

Ryder let out a "heh" sound, looking at her expressionlessly with drooping eyes.

His displeasure was obvious.

"..." Aria forced a bitter smile. She actually admired herself a bit at this moment.

To be able to make Ryder angry in such a short time, in a way, she was really remarkable.

But she pursed her lips, feeling a bit wronged.

It wasn't her fault for being distracted. Clearly, Ryder had leaned in first.

He used that look on purpose. How could he not know the lethality of such a look on him?

He was so easy to be liked by others.

And for her, who already liked him, it was not only extremely easy to lose control in front of him, but also because there were so many memories of him buried in her heart, both happy and sad.

Once triggered, they would flood out like a disaster.

At this time, she was easily controlled by her emotions, and being distracted and in a daze was the most obvious manifestation. When she got out of that emotional whirlpool, she would uncontrollably fall into a huge sense of confusion.

The memories she recalled were not pleasant, so now when she saw him, she couldn't help but feel very wronged.

Aria looked at him, her almond - shaped eyes welling up with moisture. She blinked, and that bit of wetness rippled layer by layer, spreading gradually from the bottom of her eyes, as if she was drenched.

She didn't know how pitiful she looked at this moment.

Cuddled up, small and delicate, timid and wronged, with watery eyes, still trying hard to drive away the grievance and mustering up the courage to coax him.

Ryder looked at her in silence, feeling even more irritated.

The cat in his house was picked up by him. It was a very beautiful little thing. On a rainy day, when he came back from playing basketball on the court, the people sent by his father came to pester him again.

He was in a bad mood. The little guy rushed out when he was walking downstairs with his coat in hand, meowing.

The rain that day was even heavier than the day Yiping went to ask her father for money.

The little guy didn't know how many days it hadn't eaten. It was drenched in the rain like a drowned rat. Ryder didn't feel like caring. He just wanted to walk past it, but the little guy was so stubborn.

Its claws hooked onto his pants and wouldn't let go.

He kicked it away, but it stubbornly clung to him again. gòйЪ.ōΓg

At that time, Ryder was full of hostility. He was in the most rebellious period. Even cats and dogs avoided him, people were afraid of him, and animals were also afraid of him.

But that unwanted little guy wasn't afraid.

It just wouldn't let go of its claws, as if it had decided to rely on him. When he impatiently scolded it a few times, it just meowed non - stop. Not only did it meow unpleasantly, but it also looked uglier and uglier as it was washed by the rain.

Ryder was almost angered into laughter.

He thought this might be a reincarnation of a little rascal.

He stared at the ugly cat. Somehow, he suddenly thought of the little girl who was squatting under the bus stop sign a few years ago, crying just as ugly.

At that time, he felt a pang of pity and took her home. But in the end, he only got a thank - you. The little girl was as scared of him as a rabbit, with rejection and resistance almost written all over her face.

He thought he was meddling in other people's business.

Now this little cat seemed to be blatantly mocking him.

——Hey, you're a big sucker.

Ryder was very unhappy.

Did it really think he was a philanthropist?

But the fact was, he might really be a sucker.

Because he and the cat stared at each other like a couple of crazy people. Both of them, across different species, ended up in a stalemate and got completely soaked.

Finally, he cursed "fuck" speechlessly, but still expressionlessly dragged the little guy, whose fur was almost stuck to his pants, back home.

For a long time after that, Ryder didn't want to admit that the little guy had a pair of blue eyes, like beautiful crystal stones, transparent and full of spirituality.

Just like the eyes of the little girl in front of him, looking at him pitifully.

As long as he took one look, the scarce pity in his heart would flood out unreasonably.

At that time, he thought the cat was like Aria. Now, he thought the little girl's eyes were like those of the cat at home, which was as arrogant as a little prince but still had a pair of eyes that could pretend to be pitiful.

Anyway, no matter who was like who, in the end, he, Ryder, was the sucker.

It was really strange.

This girl had been distracted in front of him again and again. It wasn't the first time, and he didn't think much of it before.

But now, the more times it happened, the more unbearable it became.

He felt frustrated, annoyed.

And there was an indescribable hostility.

These emotions intertwined, and it really didn't feel good. Especially for Ryder, it was incredibly rare.

He also wasn't unaware that he probably had some feelings for this girl.

As for how deep these feelings were, he hadn't figured it out yet. But if he really delved into it, it might not mean much.

Forget it.

In two minutes, Ryder managed to calm himself down.

He let out a sneer, grabbed the little girl's hand that was covering her neck, and said with a half - smile, "Did I really bite you? You're scared like that."