Chapter 107 Give me more privileges* …
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Expecting a god to know how to retreat when faced with difficulties is nothing short of a fantasy, especially for a god who has long been saturated with human greed and desire.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, Kazhuo pressed on: "Why, you have nothing to say? Then let me see your true face."
"It shouldn't have come to this, right? Can't we both take a step back?"
I stepped back again and again, trying to convince him. Kazhuo just sneered, stretched out his hand to pinch my chin, and divine power surged in his eyes, trying to see through my disguise.
The next second, the god in front of him groaned and suddenly fell down. He covered his forehead with his hands, sweating all over his body from the pain: "When did you do this?"
I reached out and grabbed him in time, sighed and said, "I've already told you, why don't we both take a step back?"
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On the way back in time.
I asked Remiel, "Since Kadjo's page has appeared in the Book of the World, he should have memories of the outside world now, right?"
"The memory data has already started to be recorded, but the integration is expected to be completed in a week. I can speed up the process, but it will take some time."
After further calculation, Remiel gave a definite answer and asked me, "What are you going to do?"
I shrugged. "Of course, we need to pull Kazhuo to our side and make him our ally. We can't expect to deceive a god like this. After a week, things will have developed to an unknown extent. The right time, right people and right place, this is the best time. When the time comes, I will attract his attention and you will be responsible for fixing his memory."
Remiel calmly replied, "Understood."
From the beginning, Kajol wanted to delay time and find out what was wrong with me, which was why she talked to me for so long.
Me too.
After all, how could there be a toilet in God's kingdom? We both knew that the other was talking nonsense, but we still tacitly continued the play just to find the other's flaws.
"I didn't expect you guys could actually... do this."
Kazhuo's voice was hoarse, his pupils were dilated, and he was completely immersed in the tide of memory. I took the opportunity to try to get away, but Kazhuo grabbed my arm.
"...Don't go." His face was slightly distorted, his voice was hoarse and embarrassed. His scarlet pupils contracted and relaxed, as if he was immersed in a certain scene and couldn't extricate himself.
"Parka..."
A harsh sound flooded into my ears.
I paused unconsciously, and he took the opportunity to push me down. The thick carpet swallowed up all the sounds. Kajol's hand blocked my back, taking the weight of the fall on me.
He pressed his forehead against mine, our thick eyelashes touching each other. Our eyes were entangled, containing thousands of surging tides. He whispered to me, "You know everything?"
Know what? His secret crush, the bitter feelings. I was silent for a long time, but finally nodded gently. Before Kazhu recovered from the dizziness and pain, he learned the shocking news.
His expression was changing unpredictably, and I could almost hear the beating of a gong in his chest. Kazhuo took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and his nonchalant smile reappeared on his face.
"So what are you going to do? If you just pretend nothing happened, I won't admit it."
If his voice hadn't sounded a little vague, I would have believed it.
"Aren't you always indifferent to me in real life?"
Kazhuo's eyes wandered, and he immediately changed his words: "...well, not really."
"Really? How come I remember someone having no interest in me?"
I looked at him with a bit of amusement. Kazhuo's expression became more and more stiff, and gradually mixed with a hint of uncertainty: "...Isn't it because I have no memory...And there are so many people, why am I the only one who has no memory? I must have been targeted."
I thought about it and said reluctantly: "Let's try it."
His bright red eyes blinked like fine wine. He leaned over me, ran his fingertips through my hair, and deliberately made an innocent and seductive expression. This expression would certainly look too vulgar on others, but Kajol was really good-looking. His eyes were curved, with a frivolous arc, implying a kind of melancholy and bewitching charm.
"Please be kind, Lord Death, I will help you take back your body, can't you just give me a chance?"
He bit my ear intimately, and when I found out, I was completely trapped in his cool embrace. His elastic chest muscles rubbed my arms through the fabric. When it comes to the ability to climb up the pole, I'm afraid no one can match Kazoo.
Looking at him like this, my mind is full of what Kajol looked like in the past.
He who drank tea with me, ate snacks with me, hid the books behind my back, was arrogant and tsundere, and pretended to seduce me. We were like pirates from another world, different yet subtly overlapping, and we chatted in the red light district that night...
The moonlight flowed out from the silent garden, soaking the life of the man in front of him for thousands of years, so that he in another world also gave himself up hopelessly.
Well, it seems that this is indeed my fault and I should take responsibility.
I thought of a thousand ways to answer, but in the end I just sighed helplessly, raised my hand and gently pushed him: "Come on, men who act like spoiled brats have the best luck, you have mastered the essence of this."
Kazhuo's eyes lit up slightly: "What do you mean...?"
"Let's try it."
I answered resignedly, knowing deep down that this was just the beginning.
If you are soft-hearted towards Kazhu, then it is certain that others will not be able to refuse you.
Kajol's lips moved, and then I saw his eyes reddened in shame. Just like a proud peacock, eagerly offering his most beautiful feathers, secretly worried that he would not be loved, but burst into tears when he got a response.
"...You're already an adult, why are you still crying?" I pinched his ear and sighed silently. "Do you remember everything?"
"My memory is very confusing, and the memory of another me is constantly flowing in. The two memories conflict with each other and need some time to integrate. But the memories of you are very clear. Whether it is from this world or another world."
Kajol held me tightly and clung to me, rubbing his chin against my neck. But he wasn't as clingy as Sean and Neil. His lips caressed my ears vaguely, as if he would kiss me in the next second.
This is indeed the case.
Soft and dense kisses fell on the tip of my ear. This god, who had just been qualified to try, became more and more aggressive and deliberately lowered his voice.
"Did you know? It's said that kissing can cure all diseases."
I was so annoyed: "What kind of quack are you? There's no hope. Please quit the nanny business."
"Then I'll have to ask you to help me recover."
Soft lips fell on mine. Kajol's breath fanned my nose, and a small reflection of me was reflected in her eyes, like a reflection in a dark lake.
I saw myself in his eyes, the me asking: [Do you really like them?]
I don't know. I can't tell what is like and what is love. My heart is like a hole that can't be filled by anything, but it is complete in itself. But even so, there is one thing that is beyond doubt.
I want them to be happy, I don't want them to be unhappy.
When they openly expressed their desire for my response, I felt my heart soften. It was like a soft sigh pouring down from the starry sky, and the moon stopped silently. Maybe this is wrong, but I have long lost the distinction between right and wrong.
Kajol's tongue softly wrapped around my tongue, melting in the slow and delicate sound of water. He took my hand and touched his throat. His Adam's apple rolled under my fingertips, trembling slightly with the rhythm of swallowing.
Like seduction, it's seduction.
"If other people knew that I was the first one to succeed, they would all go crazy with jealousy."
In the middle of taking a breath, Kazhuo laughed softly. He whispered to my ear, wet and hot and stubborn. The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his breath and skin were hot.
"I really want to eat you up in one bite. Your skin, flesh, bones and blood are all sweet, but I can't bear to do it for fear of hurting you. Since you have already made such a concession, can you give me a little more?"
Fingers brushed across my skin, causing a slight shudder. Kazhuo was pressing down on me, his red eyes almost burning like a ball of fire.
"Here, here, and here."
With every word he spoke, his fingers pressed lightly like plucking the strings of a guitar, plucking out a series of tiny syllables. The warmth slowly permeated his skin along with the sound, and his bones and skin became crispy together.
Kajol laughed softly. He picked up a glass of wine and kissed it. The fine wine flowed into his lips and tongue, spreading down mouthful by mouthful.
Wet, sticky, and shuddering.
Dirty//Dirty, slow, clear.
The black-haired god leaned over my shoulder affectionately, licking me bit by bit with his red and moist tongue. His equally red eyes raised slightly, and his gaze wandered wantonly over every inch of my body. I had to speak up to stop him: "Enough."
"Not enough, this is just the beginning. You should know that since you started it, there is no way I can hold back."
The warm palms stayed on my waist, then moved down. I closed my thighs and gave him a warning glare. Kazhuo paused slightly, then held my fingertips and licked them with the tip of her tongue teasingly. The pair of eyes with obsession looked at me without blinking, as if begging or making a wish.
"Please take care of me, Parka, and give me some more. I know that I am a coward who can only hide and watch you from behind. I can neither save you like a savior, nor can I make up my mind to take you away at all costs. I want to possess you in a despicable way, but I am afraid of becoming the next Samuel. The distance between you and me will always be like a mountain of gauze. I can only look at your face dimly, but I can never enter your heart. It's like me in another world, singing brilliantly on the stage, but never really getting close to someone. So, at least this time, give me a privilege, okay?"
A faint numbness surged up along the skin.
I vaguely realized that I should punch Kazhuo. But when the water drops fell on my face, I subconsciously raised my eyes to see his expression. Unexpectedly, my eyes suddenly went dark, and a soft veil covered my vision, vaguely letting light through but not showing any image. Kazhuo kissed the corner of my mouth and slowly put his fingers in.
I couldn't help but hiss, and I felt swollen and numb. The kisses that rained down like raindrops never stopped. I felt like a wet, tender fruit that was slowly opened from the inside, revealing the tender flesh and juice.
At the last second, Kajol suddenly stopped. I could already feel his eagerness, almost caressing that most tender piece of flesh. It burned my throat dry and painful.
My head was buzzing, and it took me a moment to realize that Kajol was asking me, "Can I come in?"
It's already this late, why is this kid still hesitating here?
I sighed, maybe I was really out of my mind. That's why I suddenly turned over and pushed the other person down without being able to see clearly, and then I rode on him.
It was sore and swollen, and the strange feeling made me unable to straighten my back. I gritted my teeth and endured for a long time, only to feel that the other party seemed to be more excited. Every strand was rubbed, making me curl my toes. I wanted to hide, but my fingers were pulled and kissed one by one.
"So I continue?"
His voice was soft and gentle, as if he was saying something sweet. But his movements were fierce and inconsistent. The wet tide surged and submerged me. I grabbed his shoulders and squeezed out a word from between my teeth: "Slow down!"
Kajol leaned in to kiss me, his eyelashes softly sweeping across my face. He bit the tip of my ear as he went deeper and whispered, "You're so cute like this."
Her eyelashes fluttered again, and the sound that came into her ears contained a tingling smile.
"It makes me want to tell the whole world that I love you."
I arched my back and let out a muffled groan.
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