[Hunter] Spider No. 8

Chapter 64 Applause for Love

He often has a dream.

In the dream, the sharp and piercing howling wind was mixed with rain and snow.He was drenched from the rain, his hair stuck to his cheeks, and the rain and snow turned into water, leaving him looking like he was crying.

He didn't know where he was, but he felt that this kind of chill that hit his heart was inexplicably familiar.

'But I don't like it at all. '

He complained in a low voice, his habitually tight lips were like petals, making people want to kiss again and again.

He bowed his head in frustration and walked alone.

' This doesn't feel right. '

He slowly raised his left hand and held his right tentatively—but it still didn't feel right.

The feeling of something missing was unsettling, and he was a coward who was afraid of pain and darkness.Now, this coward is no longer willing to take a step forward. He is stubborn and firm, and no one can shake his mind.

Rain and snow stuck to the top of his head, hair tips, eyelashes, and shoulders, slowly gathering up, ready to bury this strange person.

"Really.

With just a sigh, he began to tremble involuntarily, and at that moment, a voice burst out from the depths of his heart and shouted excitedly—it was him!

It's this guy!

He began to struggle, tried to open his eyes, swung the heavy snowflakes off his face, and reached out desperately to catch this person!

The dream came to an abrupt end.

******

Bruce opened his eyes.

"hiss--"

He couldn't help but reached out and touched the back of his neck, trying to sit up.

It was an empty room with nothing left but the bed.The curtains were pulled tightly, and Bruce opened them quickly, and he opened his fists again.

His thoughts disappeared.

Blue lifted the quilt and crossed his legs only to realize that he was wearing a brand new set of pajamas.

"anyone there?

Bruce tugged at his collar uncomfortably, but no one responded to him after waiting for a long time.

Finally, Bruce couldn't help but asked tentatively, "... Jin?"

In another room, the man watching through the monitor has a panoramic view of everything.

"Captain?" The blond woman with hooked nose was a little worried, "Do you need me..."

"unnecessary."

The black-haired, black-eyed man stood up before the woman finished speaking,

"I'm going to see him."

The man known as the head opened the door: "You leave first, Pike."

"It's between me and him."

******

Just when Bruce couldn't hold back and was about to break out, the door was opened.

He saw a very handsome man.

This man is not too tall, about a few centimeters longer than him.The dark circles under his eyes make him look weak and tired, but the long fur coat and red leather boots add to his weirdness.

What attracts Bru most are his eyes - like silent obsidian, which makes people feel deeply in it.

"Hello?" Bruce was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and waved: "I don't know what your name is?"

"Kurolo Rushiru."

Bruce's heart sank.

"You know me?" Kuroro asked lightly.

Bruce blinked, adjusted his smile, and held his breath: "I just think your name is very special. My name is Bruce. I wonder if Mr. Kurollo needs my help?" He didn't say a word Kuroro's forced kidnapping: "As long as I can do it, I will do my best."

"So obedient." Kuroro raised the corners of his mouth, walked to the window and drew the curtains.The glare of the sun disappeared in an instant, and Bruce felt his eyes go dark, and he was pushed down on the bed by Kuroro the next second.

"Are you really willing to do anything?"

Bruce's eyes widened.

"Wait, wait a minute!" The fake smile finally broke, and Bruce was terrified, and his hands and feet were all at once, trying his best to stop Kuroro's bad behavior: "This gentleman has something to say, don't move your hands and feet. It's taking advantage of people's danger, ah, go away!"

Kuroro easily pressed the person down, "You are still so arrogant after losing your mind?" He freed a hand and slowly grabbed Bruce's neck: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you if you are so noisy?"

Kuroro didn't miss the astonishment and fear in Bruce's eyes. He smiled slightly, let go of the hand that was holding his neck, moved it upwards, and finally covered Bruce's restless eyes.

"You lied to me, idiot." Kuroro said gently, "Don't look at me like that, I won't be able to bear it."

The trembling eyelashes are constantly struggling, like a hundred butterflies fluttering in the palm of your hand.Kuroro felt that this person really didn't know what to do. He clearly planned to let him go, but he still wanted to seduce him.

"You asked for it."

Kuroro moved his hand away, pinched Bruce's chin, and kissed it mercilessly.

"Well--!"

This is a kiss without any skill, menacing, like a wild beast ruthlessly biting its prey.Bru, who was forced to bear it, couldn't resist at all, he could only open his mouth and close his eyes, stroking his waist straight up with an erotic touch——

He couldn't take it anymore.

"You, uh, go away!"

Bruce, who couldn't bear to dodge, curled up into a ball, trying to get rid of the messy hand, Blush blushed, punched and kicked angrily and shouted: "Don't think that I'm afraid of you because you blocked my reading." ah!"

Kuroro didn't care, he tore off Bruce's pajamas, and bound his waving hands with his sleeves to the head of the bed.

"Be good."

Kuroro suddenly slowed down, kissed Bruce's forehead, and then kissed his eyes.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm afraid of you big-headed ghost!"

"No cursing."

Kuroro was in a very good mood and slowly unbuttoned his clothes: "Did you have a good time outside?" He touched Bruce's red wrist again, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"..."

"It doesn't matter if it hurts, you will hurt even more next time."

Bruce was so frightened that his skin got goosebumps, and he thought about countless ways to get rid of it.He tried to calm down, but fear was evident on his sweaty cheeks.

But Kurolo looked in a good mood, and he even showed a sincere smile: "Don't talk?"

"That's fine, save some strength and call later."

Hearing this, Bruce raised his head suddenly, and Kuroro smiled even deeper when he saw this: "Why this expression? Haven't you done it?"

"I, uh!"

Kuroro swallowed someone's desperate choking sound with a satisfied gulp, the corners of his mouth became more and more curved, and the words he spoke were soft as if reciting: "Angus, don't be afraid of me."

"I'm not him..."

The low-pitched groans and groans appear and disappear from time to time, with unwillingness and complaints: "I'm not him..."

"Shh."

Kuroro withdrew his body, and gently stopped the opening and closing of his lips with his index finger: "I don't want to hear this."

"Just accept it obediently."

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