Mr Golden Boy, Please Stop!

Chapter 6 A Special Treatment For The Prey

He put his hands over his head and wiped his wet hair.

"Brice, what's wrong? Who irritated you?" Dent came in and saw the blood flowing between Brice's fair

fingers.

When did this guy become so wasteful?

Hearing Dent's voice, Brice finally came to his senses. He seemed to be a little self-willed.

He then threw away the debris in his palm, and the broken palm quickly recovered in the blink of an

eye.

"By the way, where is the little thing you mentioned before? Why haven't I seen it?" Dent looked

around. In fact, the reason why he came here after taking a shower was that he came here in advance

to see the little thing mentioned by Brice.

However, it seemed that this little thing was really too small. Was it so small that he couldn't notice it?

Dent wondered what did Hurst mean by 'little thing' this time.

Were they elves or demonic spirits? If that was the case, they could indeed disappear under his eyes.

"She's back!" Brice knew that Dent wouldn't let him go, so he just told him the secret, and Dent would

not keep nagging him about this question.

"What? How could you let go of the little thing you like in this long night?" There was a hint of

exaggeration in Dent's voice, but more astonishment.

When did Brice become so soft hearted that he would set his prey free?

It was unbelievable.

He couldn't even figure out a reason.

"Yes. Is there any problem? Besides, we are going to celebrate tonight, aren't we? Will you let me go

just because she was with me?" With a smile at the corners of his mouth, Brice walked slowly towards

Dent...

"Of course not. If you are willing to share, we would love to stay here with you." With a smile, Dent sat

down casually on the sofa. He took out a bottle full of blood, and a crystal cup beside him, pouring

himself a glass of blood.

And smelled it.

But then he frown slightly.

The quality of the blood was getting worse and worse. Alas!

He shook his head slightly.

"If it is someone else, it is fine. But I can't share her with you guys." Brice announced in a bossy

manner, sitting next to Dent.

"Her? When did you take a girl seriously?" When Dent said this, he looked at Brice in surprise.

Usually, Brice was very generous to women. But today, he was a little surprised that Brice was so petty.

However, he was more curious about what kind of woman she was and why Brice could treat her like

that.

Brice didn't answer. He just casually picked up a crystal cup and poured himself a glass of blood.

He put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, but lost his appetite.

"Brice, have you kept this blood for a long time?" Seeing that Brice didn't eat anything, Dent pouted

and said.

"No, it's fresh." Brice put the crystal cup on the tea table.

"Brice, is that woman really so special?" Seeing that Brice put down the glass, Dent thought that the

little woman's blood must be more delicious!

"Anyway, the little woman is mine. Dent, don't get involved in this matter." Brice leaned against the sofa

and closed his eyes comfortably. His handsome eyes were full of his prey's figure. Since she dared to

provoke him, he would definitely give her a great gift.

Little woman, just wait and see!

Just then, the door was opened again.

"What little thing? What are you talking about? As soon as I opened the door, I heard you talking about

it." At this time, it was Ennis standing at the door.

Ennis was dressed in casual clothes, and his hair was still wet. It seemed that he had just taken a

shower.

Shaking his wet hair, he sat down on the sofa in front of Brice casually. His yellow hair shone in the

light.

He looked at the two people on the sofa curiously and guessed whether the little thing was referring to

a woman or not.

"She is the woman that Brice likes. But he just said that no one is allowed to get close to her." Dent

smiled and looked at Brice's handsome and darkened face.

"Wow, which woman is so honored? Brice likes her and doesn't allow others to touch her. I can't wait to

see who is so lucky." Frey, who happened to open the door and come in, couldn't help interrupting

Dent's words.

"Ha-ha, I don't know. But you should ask the person concerned about the details." Dent smiled and left

the question to Brice.

"Anyway, don't touch the prey I like." Brice curled his lips, picked up the blood on the tea table and

threw it at Frey!

"Thank you!" Frey took the crystal cup and smelled it. It smelled good. And he was just hungry.

He then raised the crystal cup with his slender fingers and drank it up.

All of a sudden, a glass of fresh red blood was bottomed up in a few seconds.

"Frey, I haven't seen you for two months. Your taste hasn't improved a little!" Dent smiled and took a

sip. Such bad blood, only Frey could accept it.

"Dent, if you have a problem with it, you can prepare yourself it next time!" A hint of coldness flashed

through Brice's eyes.

"Ha-ha, this is not my specialty." Dent waved his hand.

Brice rolled his eyes at Dent.

"Well, let's get together today because we haven't seen each other for two months. How are you

doing?" Looking at the two people beside him with a smile, Ennis obviously felt that the atmosphere in

the room was a little different, so he persuaded them in a hurry.

"Of course, after I came back, my parents..." Frey sat beside Ennis and said excitedly.

Then, in the whole room, except for the excited voice of Frey and the occasional response of Ennis, the

other two people were drinking the blood or being absent-minded.

They stayed in the dormitory until the next morning and went to sleep in their own rooms.

In the Day Department's dorm.

Following the figure of Hurst, Anne slowly walked towards the dormitory of the Day Department.

However, the door was closed.

"Hurst, the door is closed. What should we do?" Anne grabbed his arm nervously.

Hurst rolled his eyes at her.

'Are you an idiot?

Anyone with eyes could see that the door of the Day Department had been closed. Is it necessary for

you to remind me?' Hurst thought.

"Of course I know it is closed. If it weren't for you, we would have been locked outside the dormitory."

Hurst scolded Anne.

"I..." A touch of grievance rose from the bottom of her heart. It was not her fault. It was the guy who had

been tormented there for so long and wasted so much time. Otherwise, she had already come back.

"All right, all right. Don't cry." Looking at her trembling body, Hurst felt a headache. This sister did not

have other abilities, but she was most capable of crying.

"Then how can we get in?" She raised her slender white fingers, clenched them, and wiped her

beautiful eyes like a little girl.

"I'm a talented magician. How can I not enter the gate? Idiot, wait for me outside!" After saying that,

Hurst muttered a curse in his mind and then disappeared outside the dormitory.

Before Anne came to her senses, Hurst had already disappeared.

'What! Where's Hurst? Where is he? Is he leaving me outside?

No, no! I still miss my comfortable bed. And...and the midnight snack made by Hurst, and...

Anyway, I don't want to stay outside alone!

I would be scared!

Forget it. Now that Hurst is in, I can only try magic to see if I can use the Wall Penetrating Skill or

something like that, ' Anne thought.

"Wall Penetrating Skill!" Anne closed her eyes tightly and cursed.

This was the new magic she had just practiced. Although she had practiced it for two months, there

was still no progress.

Normally, even if she wanted to take a cup from a distance, she couldn't succeed. Otherwise, she

would be jammed in the wall while her head was inside and her body was outside.

All in all, the past two months trainings were a failure.

But when she opened her eyes, she was completely shocked.

Was it a failure this time?

Sure enough, it was still the dark door of the dormitory in front of her. She was still standing outside the

door. A gust of wind swept past her, curling up her long hair, and there was a burst of coldness.

She was screwed. Was this the consequence of not practicing magic well? Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

The consequence was really terrible!

Alas! It was so cold!

She couldn't help holding her arms.

No, she couldn't give up. She had to get in from here...

Hurst hadn't come out for such a long time. Maybe he had already climbed to bed and had already

forgotten her.

"Wall Penetrating Skill!" Anne's spell was sounded again, which added a lively atmosphere to the

depressing scenery outside the dormitory.

However, the cold wind blew again, which made her realize that her Wall Penetrating Skill had failed

again!

Alas! What should she do? What should she do!

She really wanted to go in!

"Stars, moon, and God, please help me. Let me in! Let the door open!" She put her palms together and

prayed.