【Dance 18】Pinch her lips hard

A burst of low laughter broke her thoughts... The past she was about to remember was interrupted!——

Mofula raised her head in astonishment and met those extremely evil and sycophantic eyes——

The man wearing a black hat slowly walked toward her, his face was mostly covered by the hat, and a black windbreaker hid his silhouette...

"Who are you?……"

There were tears in her eyes, and she couldn't see clearly in her blurry vision.

And the thoughts that were suddenly interrupted can no longer be put back together.

Who that man, that girl, is can no longer be known.

"Have you forgotten me...do you really not remember who I am at all..."

There was a hint of joy in his tone, and an extremely long and white hand slowly came out of the black windbreaker and slowly moved towards her...

The cold moonlight flooded over his fingertips and felt cold against her face.

The man in the black windbreaker clasped his palm on her face and brushed it gently. His extremely cold fingertips brushed her face and wiped away her tears.

Mofula trembled...

That feeling... is so familiar... but I can't remember it!

But... her body kept trembling, and his hand seemed like a poisonous snake spitting out snake bites and crawling across her skin, making her almost suffocated——

"No--"

Mofula knocked down his hand in panic and took a few steps back, "Don't touch me! -"

Mofula didn't notice that there was a hint of panic in her tone.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid of me?"

Discovering something abnormal about Mofula, the man smiled more cheerfully and spoke softer in tone, "Sure enough, even if you forget everything in the past, the essence hidden in your bones has still not changed..."

The man in black windbreaker whispered softly, "Mofula, Mofula, I really miss your smell..."

As he said that, he took a step forward and forced Mofula so that she could neither advance nor retreat.

His fingertips once again slid across her cheek and landed on her delicate red lips.

It was obviously a man's hand, but it had beautiful nails. The feminine moonlight like a woman's softly flooded and flowed on his fingertips. There seemed to be a predatory meaning in his eyes, and the sharp fingertips fell on her.

On her lips, it was obviously a gentle touch, but in an instant he pinched her delicate lips fiercely——

His fingertips scratched her red lips, and his fingertips were stained with the thick blood between her lips...

"What are you doing-"

Mofula only felt a wet feeling on her lips. She caught sight of the blood on his fingertips from the corner of her eye. She pushed him away like crazy, turned around and ran towards the banquet!

The man in black trench coat did not stop him, and just watched Mofula disappear from his sight.

Then he chuckled, put his fingers into his mouth, and gently inhaled the taste of [Harmony] blood...

What a delicious taste…

Under the brim of the hat, a pair of calculating eyes flashed past, and a low-pitched sneer suddenly sounded in the entire open-air venue...
Chapter completed!