SWNOVELS Chapter 8 He had a sexual desire.
Blood splashed down in the white snow, as if bright red roses in full bloom.
There were bodies on the ground.
The girl stood in the snow, her dyed red skirt flying in the strong wind, as if it was playing a lament.
"Sister!"
The little boy's shrill cry pierced the snowy night.
The young girl was suddenly woken up, and her eyes shook. She looked blankly at the fruit knife dripping with blood in her hand, and looked at the bodies all over the ground. In hindsight, she found what she had done, and suddenly she held her head and screamed hysterically.
"Sister!"
"I killed them."
The girl trembled all over, and suddenly seemed to think of something. She turned to look at her younger brother standing at the door, her eyes were very sad, and she murmured, "All right, Tristan, then they can no longer bully you."
The flying snow fell on the girl's shoulders and skirts. She looked up at the snow falling in the air and smiled faintly, with a bright and thrilling smile.
"Tristan, the snow is so beautiful..."
"It's really beautiful."
She whispered softly, then slowly raised her knife and stabbed her heart.
No-
No way!
Tristan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. The room in front of him was very quiet, silent, without snow, and it was sunny and clear outside.
It was just a dream.
Tristan gasped heavily, and his slender fingers were buried in his hair.
This nightmare had plagued him for many years.
After a Moment, he looked down at the person in bed. Marlene lay there with her eyes closed. Under her long black hair, her face was almost transparent, her lips were small, and her nose was small. She was just a lunatic, but her eyes were full of simplicity and beauty.
Like a handful of pure snow, or a bunch of bright sunshine.
Tristan looked at her, suddenly fell down, hugged her in his arms, clung to her, and almost greedily sniffed the extremely light aroma on her body.
He sniffed very hard, and it took him a long time to get out of that dream.
His eyes began to clear up.
When he was about to let go of the girl in his arms, he suddenly found he was pressing her chest with his arm.
Tristan looked at her with low eyes,
only to see that her neckline was wrinkled by him. It was the big neckline of V-shaped neck, because of his hug, it opened wider, and the white and delicate skin was worn out with several red marks, which made people think much
Now that he daydreamed, he didn't restrain himself, reached out and covered it.
It was soft.
Like jelly.
Tristan stared straight, and his body reacted quickly.
Damn it.
Hadn't he had sex with women for a long time? How could he have desire on a lunatic?
He couldn't go on.
Tristan pushed her away hard, sat up from the bed, and then stretched out his hand to squeeze Marlene cheeks to both sides.
It was all the woman's fault to arouse his desire!
Clearly all he wanted was just a substitute for his sister.
How dared she sleep so soundly?
Painful!
Living on the Loony Island all the year round, she was very sensitive and alert. She woke up at the moment when he suddenly sat up, but just pretending to be asleep. en.swhovels.net
This man was really abnormal. He suddenly sat up and pinched her face.
How did her face offend him?
She pretended to be asleep.
Just being asleep!
However, Tristan's means were upgraded again, and he began to hold her nose.
Marlene endured him for a long time, but finally opened her eyes for she was really breathless, "Hmm..."
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She didn't resist, but just looked at
him. Her long cilia curled with wet tears, her eyes were dull and pure, and her long hair spread on the bed like seaweed.
Her voice was as soft as a lamb, which sounded a little sleepy.