This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

“Oh, your words don't seem to match your expression! ”

Fu Shiyu's funny laugh rang from the phone.

Karl stunned and then looked up. When he saw him reclining around the corner of the castle, smiling at Fu Shiyu, his face instantly became ugly.

Looking at Fu Shiyu's appearance, it must have been a while since he leaned there, which means that all his gods just fell into Fu Shiyu's eyes.

Anger and embarrassment filled Carl's heart instantly.

“Baby, don't look at me like that, I didn't come all the way here to see you. Your eyes hurt my heart. ”

Fu Shiyu stepped this way, a little further away, but the phone was not hung up, so Karl heard clearly.

“shit!”

Karl slammed his phone to the ground, and then rushed towards Fu Shiyu, who walked over.

When he walked over, Fu Shiyu stopped, smiling and waiting in place.

“Is it fun to tease people like this? ”

Stand still not far from Fu Shiyu, Karl said angrily.

Fu Siyu smiled: “Nature! ”

Karl couldn't bear to punch Fu Shiyu in the face.

But the fist stopped a centimetre from Fushiyu's face.

It wasn't Fu Shiyu who stopped him, but Karl stopped in time at the last minute.

“I knew you couldn't resist me.” Fu Shiyu still had a gentle smile on his face, saying that he leaned forward and gently dropped a kiss on Carl's fist.

Carl retracted his hand like an electric shock, and his face was already hard to see.

He couldn't help but cramp Fushiyu, but he knew he couldn't do it.

Now he relies on Fu Shiyu to help him retrieve the Sparks.

And Fu Shiyu figured it out, and he just stood there unanswered.

“Well, of course not. Even if I were to kill you, I'd have to wait until I took back the Sparks. ”

Carl suppressed his urge to kill and looked at Fu Shiyu with a grin.

“Really?” Fu Shiyu looked at him with a smile and suddenly took a step forward, hugging Carl's waist and holding Carl's collar all the time, forcing him to look down at himself.

“When is it hard to learn to talk, hmm? ”

Karl snorted cold and was about to break free of Fu Siyu's hand, but who knew Fu Siyu was holding his collar's hand and his lips directly covered Fu Siyu's lips...

The familiar warm touch made him faint, that is, at this slot, Fu Shiyu skillfully pruned his lips and teeth, the tip of his tongue cleverly swept through every inch of his mouth...

Carl quickly regained consciousness and pushed Fu Shiyu away, but when his eyes turned to those dark eyes with a few warnings, Carl's movements instantly stifled.

He bet that if he pushed Fu Shiyu away now and disturbed his interest, this man would definitely embarrass him even more than he is now.

Karl was so stiff, he looked so, at this time a gentle face of Fu Shiyu, kissed him so tenderly.

The heart beats uncontrollably faster, Carl closes his eyes in some pain, his fists are dead and tight, and his short nails are almost all trapped in the flesh.

It seems that only pain can sober himself up, can not be confused by such tenderness, can make him not repeat his mistakes...