After Being Fancied by a Necromancer | BL, MTL

Chapter 37: A thin silver ring was placed on her bare ankle

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Cyril looked at the handsome man with a resentful expression in front of him with a shocked expression.

Why is the opponent's rake's behavior so natural and smooth? ? ?

He suddenly appeared in this eerie tower yesterday, he didn't know anything.

"I think there may be some misunderstanding between us."

Cyril sighed and said tentatively, considering his words.

However, as soon as the words came out, he realized that it was not good.

This is not the first step of the classic scumbag whitewashing - dear, you must have misunderstood me, she is just my sister...

Brian's long, narrow eyebrows arched into a sharp arc.

He sat up slowly, leaning on the pillow halfway, and let out an indistinguishable chuckle from his nose.

"Misunderstanding?"

The voice is dangerous and gentle.

Cyril hesitated and nodded slowly.

The next moment, Cyril's whole figure flew into Brian's arms uncontrollably like a magnet being attracted.

The bodies of the two were once again close together.

Brian reached out and squeezed Cyril's chin, forcing him to look up.

The eyes are facing each other, and the nose tips of the two people are almost touching.

"Tell me, dear, what more do you want? I can give you everything you want in the world, except leave."

Cyril felt a headache when he heard the low, hoarse voice of the other party.

So the task of his wizard apprentice grading trial is to deal with a snake spirit disease?

Cyril thought quickly in his mind.

This man is the only big living person he has seen in the whole tower (those moving oil paintings are of course not counted), although I don't know why the other party is in the image of Mr. Scott Appeared, but he was the biggest clue he had found so far.

It should be clear why the two of them appeared here, and then find a breakthrough.

Snake Essence · Clue · Brian is stroking Cyril's white neck inch by inch.

His voice became softer: "Your destination can only always be in my arms, like this."

Cyril felt that the other party's eyes were full of paranoia.

As if possessed, the sombre handsome face seemed to write - run again and break your legs, and then lock up.

Cyril looked strange and got goose bumps.

He doubted for a moment whether everyone in the wizarding world was also influenced by imaginative popular readings such as "The Domineering President's Sky High Wife" and "Admiral Tsundere's 33 Days of Love" influences.

For a time, Cyril showed a subtle expression looking at the mentally retarded, for fear that the other party would say a classic: "Man, do you know that you are playing with fire."

However, he quickly calmed down.

A pair of almond eyes rolled, and the ends of the eyes drooped slightly, revealing an innocent look.

Cyril asked in a coaxing tone of coaxing a three-and-a-half-year-old child: "Then why weren't you by my side yesterday?"

For a moment, Cyril felt that the other party seemed to be smirking, and then an overwhelming pressure enveloped him, and he was carried into the other's arms again.