To my astonishment, she blushed in stupefaction. She shyly averted her gaze, and then involuntarily blinked her eyes.
Just as if this sequence of movements alone was the reason why the heart in his chest was beating a few beats faster, Yun lowered his head, feeling his own awkwardness.
At first he thought, really, at least now he seemed to be affected by this so-called emotion.
Perhaps Nanren, the ocean of emotions, was giving him his surplus. The overflowing fertile feelings are so much! Finally, Yun couldn't help but feel quiet.
And finally he fell into his deepest thoughts.
A minute...
Wouldn't he be a member of the celibate protection society? You know, celibacy was a sultanate, you know, he would be alone for life, he would be bored?! When did they reach this level???
Yun was stunned and seriously thought about it for a while.
Then she silently lifted her gaze and looked almost seductively at the person who had had a say in all her thoughts and ideas throughout the entire process.
She shuddered at the thought that came to her mind, and even felt the danger she hadn't felt for a long time. This feeling. The feeling of being targeted by a wild beast. The feeling of being in danger, the feeling of crisis...
Moreover, he is in the light and the hunter is in the dark.
Maybe he didn't realize it because it wasn't life threatening, maybe it was because the hunter was disguised as the prey. He let his guard down and became obvious prey.
She had been confessed before, and when had she been in a position to come forward publicly and approve of the relationship herself, to the point where she denied it?
He grit his teeth, remembering the words just before. He wondered why this sounded so familiar. It's like deja vu. Sure, it's happened before? He couldn't remember, but he was absolutely sure of it.
And more..
Nanren never hid herself from him. Underneath his weak personality is his dangerous self. Even if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't. Even in such a current situation...
That was Nanren's purpose anyway. from the beginning. She wanted to break this annoying calm he had. He wanted to infiltrate her mind. He wished that the seeds of ideas he had planted would sprout and shake his emotions. From the very beginning, he just wanted to tear this seemingly calm self to pieces.
Just like their ancestors told centuries ago. According to this legend, the ruler of the basilisk lineage was an extremely cruel and heartless, cold-blooded woman. She would try any means brutally to achieve her wishes. So fearless and with no weak spots, she was as intelligent as the rumored snake race, as noble as the dragon race, dominant and more powerful than ever before. He pours poison from his lips, death from his eyes. She was a wise woman who could live for thousands of years. Above all, he was a man who had spent his life like a game, who had lost interest in simple worldly pleasures and had become frantic. She was a descendant of a sucubbus who harbored impure thoughts towards such a careless woman. His mother was a temptress demon, and his son had genetics that inherited his mother, like a horn crossing an ear.
Incubus were male demons, but more special than demons. It was a different species. He was born to seduce, possessed of innate charm, nourished by desire. With sexual desires, or rather feelings...
Incubus, son of sucubbus.
It was utterly enchanting, transcendent beauty, and almost ethereal. The special power of this breed is its ability to unconsciously manipulate dreams and emotions. People with more dominant genes could enter anyone's dreams directly and make them experience heaven or hell every night.
They had deep feelings for emotions.
So these people tended to be attractive to the environment.
Of course, such a sensitive person would get what he wanted in any way.
Even someone as dominant as the Basilisk ruler was helpless. He was not as skilled as this race at seducing someone. Either way, she was seductive and not shy about resorting to erotic-themed dreams to achieve her deeds.
Of course, a mixed race was born in the end. Over the generations, the descendants of this hybrid child gradually diluted the gene for this breed and interbred with many different breeds.
And Nanren passively possessed these genes.
Even if he cannot enter other people's dreams and control his own dreams. Somewhere she was more prone to dreams. A more vivid, more realistic and more immersive dream experience. The subconscious world ruled by desires.
And of course he was naturally even more emotional. Prone to emotional turmoil.
Not to mention his remarkable appearance since childhood.
Traces of these genes were visible on it, even if it was passive in every way.
-To be continued-