The boy bit his thin lip, but this time he didn't play coquettish to stay. He quietly folded his wings and left. His slender back was vaguely at a loss, as if he had suffered a major blow. He looked pitiful.

Yu Chu raised his eyebrows in wonder.

The little devil has always been arbitrary, arrogant and ferocious, suddenly so clever, even with a little pitiful temperament I'm not used to it.

She shook her head and fell into bed comfortably.

And Iger did not return to the room.

The young man sat on the window of the hostel. The dark purple bat wings spread out behind his back. He held his white chin with his slender fingers, and looked at the city below.

The bat's wings contracted, and he raised his hand to touch the tip of his tail, but he did not have the strange feeling just now.

.... Think of just strange electric current feeling, young white cheek, floating a touch of scarlet color.

He glared fiercely at his wings, then gnawed his teeth blankly. He simply flew down, opened the window of Samuel's room, and floated to the ground.

The little angel had gone to bed.

Sensing someone coming in, the silver haired boy rubbed his eyes and blinked his long, icy silver eyelashes. He turned his head in silence and looked at it What are you doing here? "

The devil didn't know how to speak for a moment.

The silver haired boy looked at him with a slightly clear look, "you've climbed into the wrong room."

White finger pointed to the wall, the angel's voice was cold, "she's next door."

"No The devil stepped over, sat down by the bed, and touched his bat wings.

He looked at the angel. "What are our wings for? What else can you do but fly? "

After listening to the question, the little angel was a little confused.

"What else can I do but fly?" He frowned and quietly asked, a little confused.

The two looked at each other, and ezel stretched out his bat wings. "Touch it."

“？” The angel frowned.

He didn't understand what the devil meant, but obviously the question was serious. Samuel raised his hand and touched the bat wings. "What do you want to say?"

The black haired boy frowned and felt it quietly.

Well I don't feel much.

He took back the bat's wings and thought for a long time, "it seems that it's not because of the wings It's because of her. "

Samuel frowned.

He had no idea what the devil was talking about.

Iger stood up lazily and walked out of the window in a good mood. When he got to the window, he turned his head and raised his eyebrows. "Don't say I didn't remind you You can go to her now and massage your wings

After all, it's a person who always struggles to get more benefits. The same welfare is not enjoyed completely by the gods.

He recalled that feeling. He licked his little white fangs, and his thin lips sparked a lazy smile. Instead of the pitiful trembling just under the girl's hand, he took a high posture, raised delicate eyebrows, and summed up in five words: "it feels good."

The angel looked at him in silence.

The silver haired boy unfolded his wings behind him. His white fingertips touched his feathers. His face was like ice and snow. His expression was obviously puzzled: "very good. What does it mean?"

The devil opened the window. "You go now."

He spread out the bat's wings and slouched away.

The remaining snow like angel crooked his head and didn't understand his meaning. He turned his head and looked at his white wings. After a long time, he pursed his lips.

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