Princess Zhu Qira Han

A pathetic criminal

“What is your goal to meet your sweet God of death?” He whispered in Qira's ear. The god of death whom he calls is himself. Aah, evil isn't.

Qira can't fight back, because he still needs time. “I only met someone who had already spread the plague. And you are the one.” He clenched his hands as the lips kissed Qira's neck, Qira's anger mounting, how could he be kissed in that sensitive area. He pointed his right elbow at the masked man's field and was swiftly detained by the man who arrested him. Looks like the guy knows Qira's movements...

“Then where do you know if I spread the plague hmm?” He held Qira's hand back, causing ira to hold her hand.

Actually Qira felt pain in her hands and body. Is he not strong and invulnerable? But he could still feel the pain. “Give me the antidote then you will escape your death.” With the terrible circumstances he was still arrogant, even he threatened, he should be ashamed to threaten, right?

The man chuckled amusedly. How can he threaten while his own life is a threat.” With what can you make me sweet?”

Qira's head quickly pointed at the face of the masked man she was holding back. Ahh, fuck. He forgot that the man was wearing a mask, making him sick himself. His wrath was slightly loosened as half of the man's face hurt from getting hit by his silver mask made Qira direct her left hand to elbow the man's bidag chest. And finally he missed.

“Wahh. You are indeed smart and strong turns out.” He clapped his hands as he looked at Qira's graying bead of eyes with a burning fury.

“Give me the antidote. Don't you have the heart to make people die in such a horrible way hmm?” He raised one eyebrow.

The man nodded. “Then what does this have to do with you about the outbreak? are you also happy hm?”

“Because I'm a living human need someone else. By looking at the pain they feel when they have done nothing wrong. Are you a god who can make you die in your arms.” Snap Qira.

“Then what do I get if I give you the antidote hm?” He approached Qira with a questioning look.

Diameters.

Qira has to answer what?

“Why are you silent? don't you have anything that would interest me hmm?” Ask.”But it looks like your death was good as well for the payoff.”

Qira stretches her hands wide.” Do it if it is the price of their lives. I wouldn't be happy if I had to die for his life hundreds of lives. I've never been afraid to die because life is meant to die, right? I even died once, isn't dying a second time okay?” There is no face of fear or lies. The voice implied a thick firmness made the masked man even more amazed.

“What if you're mine. I will give the antidote to the plague and eliminate the plague. But you must be by my side and obey me.” The offer came out on a spontaneous basis.

Qira chuckles” You can take my life, but not with my freedom.”

“But I just want that. That you are mine.” Plummet quickly.

Qira was inexhaustible, why would everyone want to take away his freedom. Emperor Zauhan, Xaiolenyei, and this masked man, Qira was not even sure what they expected of her. He was not wearing a face polishing, not good clothes, but still attracted the attention of others. “I can get the antidote without your help.” Let's see if Qira doesn't obey anyone.

Whatisthis?

Why did Qira melt with those eyes?

Why did he lulu with the sentence that came out of the man's lips. Qira looked for lies in those eyes, but there were no lies at all. What did this man miss make his life empty and hollow? Ahh, Qira lulu's heart. Isn't this guy bad? Why Qira could easily lulu.

“You're not weird.” Said Qira. he approached while patting the sturdy arm to strengthen.” Life must be filled with shortcomings to know who is sincere beside you. You should know, it's better to live alone in this world than to live full of crowds but the crowds and happiness you get is just hypocrisy and falsehood.” Qira chuckled for a while after silence with a full gaze with sincerity.” You're no different, but you're special.” Her speech.

“You lied..! You just don't want me to kill you, do you? “ Impact.

Qira shrugged indifferently.” If you're different, that's a sign you're special, because what? Because God gave you an advantage over the others. You just need a word of gratitude to make you happy.You're not weird, you're just unique.” Qira smiled slightly.

Unexpectedly the masked man was memeuking Qira tightly. Ahh, why is it that these people easily embrace Qira, but somehow Qira felt the masked man's shoulders tremble, with a slight sound of breath choking like an intolerable cry. Qira beum's hand countered, but as she felt the shoulder tremble, her hand reflexively stroked the sturdy back.

Is this bad guy crying? What other mystery is this? how can this evil man be so bad? Is his life very fragile?.but without Qira realizing if he was no longer in the room. But now he was standing on a big rock with a very amazing view. In front of it there is a expanse of mangoli flowers blooming with blue butterflies. Which strangely this place becomes night. is this an illusion? But it feels so real.

The man let go of his embrace looking at Qira's bead eyes so deeply. “You're the first person to say I'm no different. You were the first to say I was special. Thank you, because of you I can feel if I am seen in this world” Tears fell without Qira guessing.

Qira thought he was going to fight it out because Qira picked up the conversation. This what? Is he being framed? Or he's being fooled. But it seemed that the man knew what Qira was thinking.

“I'm not lying to you.” He took Qira's hand and settled himself in the rock where he stood, as well as Qira.

The man looked at Qira straight. “Can I sleep here.” He pointed at Qira's lap.

Qira squeaked, wanting to feel he dodged, but those eyes implying a deep plea made him nod unconsciously.

My husband smiled a little under his mask. He spread his head on Qira's thigh gently, his eyes staring at the stars in the black sky.”Here's what it's like to sleep on someone's lap, if only my mother would hold me like this.” The murmur that Qira was still listening to.

Qira didn't dwell, just listened.

“Can I ask dielus?” He looked into Qira's eyes expectantly.

Qira raised her hand and rubbed the man's head gently making the man's eyes calm closed his eyes petatizing, there was a circle of water falling on Qira's lap.ah it turned out that the man was crying. What's the matter? why did the man cry earlier. Is he a weak criminal.

“I've always dreamed of someone stroking my head like this, but no one wants to stroke my head, baby. Even my mother and father exiled me.” Mumbled.