亚洲男人第一AV天堂

Speaking about Silvia, Ziek couldn’t stomach the sight of her. He would avoid her at every opportunity he had because the pretty face she got from Lu Kai would be gone the moment they crossed paths.

When Ziek took off the bandages around Bing Shi’s head, he saw that hot ass chick who thought she was better than everybody else, “...” He quietly put more focus on Ezikiel to avoid stressing out his wife with his rants.

Elera stopped abruptly, turning around, she introduced herself to the shorter boy, “Hello, my name is Elera Mai, and I have something to tell you...” she thought Silvia found a new victim since Riley, the previous punching bag, was no longer available, “... let’s be friends.”

Ziek could tell the moment Elera walked through the door that she thought she was some hot shit. And, to tell the truth, she was. With a simple shirt tugged inside a red mini skirt and a body to die for, she became one of the most beautiful girls on campus.

But there was one problem, a problem that Ziek had historically been quite irritated by: such girls were gorgeous...and they damn well knew it. He used sign language together with his new voice, “Ez... Ezikiel...just Ezikiel. Friends?”

Elera exclaimed in surprise from hearing his voice. It didn’t suit his cutesy image the slightest! But it definitely matched the spirit in his eyes. It sounded hot, yet free as a springtime blossom rain, “Mm, friends. Ez, I saw your nail art. You are so talented!”

Victor, who monitored Ezikiel for a few days, knew that the boy got into a fight with a few alphas and gained an empty dormitory room as a result. This world contained way too many transmigrators! This one was also quite strange...crying and wearing dresses like a girl one moment (Kuro), then going all black mode and acting like a douchebag the next (Baby Shiro, Ziek).

What did Silvia want in exchange for curing Ezikiel’s mutism? Victor’s eyes halted on the bottle of nail polish by Ezikiel’s side. He suddenly imagined how a certain someone asked Ezikiel to be her nail artist in exchange for a heal.

.....

Ziek sensed a cold aura coming from Victor’s direction, his lips forming into a thin smile, pleased that at least someone felt as shitty as him, “I promised Silvia to be her only friend.”

“You did what?!” Elera’s voice went up a couple of notches, “Little one, do you even know what it means to be friends?”

Ziek nodded his head. Everyone saw Silvia snorting at Ezikiel when he returned from the bathroom instead of showing worry. Now they knew that it was because she successfully cured him.

Victor quickly dragged Elera away in discontent, looking like a jealous man in love. Usually, he would do anything to obtain someone: A lost puppy? A slave? A knight? A CEO? An Emperor? A mafia boss? A deity? A god? He could become anything. So why when it came to Silvia, he cared about his pride and ego so, so much?

Answering that question, falling in love with Silvia LeClére’s character was impossible. She wasn’t Victor’s type at all, but it seemed like the host playing the role didn’t plan to go through character development any time soon. Everyone was OOCing left and right, so why wouldn’t Silvia do the same?

She showed no redeeming qualities for him to fall in love, but she sure knew how to show just enough to keep him curious and excited for more.

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After the pair left, Ziek drew two big red dots on his thumb and connected them with a green stem. Creating a matching cherry pattern with his wife, he was thinking how this was still not enough, and wanted to give her more.

|I’ve returned to our old place and tried to recreate what I could. What do you say about a little trip around our first home?|

|”Yes, yes, yes, please.”|

He lifted his sleeve to show her their first couple item: the black and white beaded bracelets.

|What made you choose the ugliest couple bracelets possible?|

She could have chosen metal or leather, anything but beads. Knowing her fashion sense, she would have chosen those instead.

|”Oooouur braceleeets! Bwahahaha, stop asking me that! I’m not answering.”|

He remembered waking up to a girlish bracelet on his wrist every morning. Connecting one and one, he wondered what went through her head when she clicked on the purchase button.

|You realise, MuMu is the last thing I would look at during such activities?]

Ziek teased her soothingly, showing that sweet, weak spot he had for her by behaving gentler than his norm.

|”Hey, I’m soo making you look at MuMu next time.”|

She was searching for a small repellent against her potential rivals. When they began to live together, she wanted them to take them off but he insisted on wearing them, going as far as installing a tracking device inside. Instead of portraying their love, the bracelet represented their early stage of possessiveness.

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Bing Shi was discharged from the hospital the next day thanks to her husband’s meticulous care.

How could he not? His wife decided not to procrastinate and jump into the ordeal totally unprepared, without Dai An’s help. It was such a rare occurrence. Who knew when she would feel like doing something similar again?

Inside the dormitory room, Bing Shi clasped Silvia’s S-Class pin into her combat uniform. There probably didn’t exist a student less prepared than her as she tried to cram everything into her head at the last second.

Her dark-green jumpsuit covered in protective plating became loose just after one day of occupying Silvia’s body. It seemed like her husband was not suppressing her godhood enough – her long pinkish hair grew even longer, her golden eyes turned lighter, and most noticeably, her curves were devoured by her God’s soul.

(Ziek did it intentionally for reasons obvious.)

She belted on her equipment belt and walked out of the room. A frown lined her high brow when her muscles spasmed and knotted unexpectedly again. She clasped the black walking cane, which she bought on her way from the hospital. The handle was round, and she planned to fully customize it with the gigantic sapphire that had been lying in her space without any purpose.

[[“XiaoPu, try to note down every person who gets annoyed by my ‘clumsiness’ today.”]]

[[Yes, mom!]]