This Beauty is Out from Space Chapter 32

The eyes in front of him had deep contours, and the tails were long and thin, with a beautiful arc upward. Elliot had always liked Anya's eyes, which were as bright as stars, as if they contained all the charms of a witch. Unfortunately, the owner of these eyes had just cut off all his escape routes. Elliot gave up resistance, and he held Anya's hand: "Why don't you believe me?"

"Oh..." The witch smiled and shook her head: "No one will play the same trick twice, and I won't be stupid enough to believe you a second time."

"I collected antiques before I met you. A didn't know I liked you. He just thought I wanted to use you to break the blood curse. It's normal for him to react like this." Elliot held Anya's head, dark black and blue facing each other: "You can see the future and the past. If I were you, I wouldn't believe myself either. But at least I'm not lying to you now. Don't you think it's a pity to cut off all possibilities with your own hands?"

More convincing than Elliot's sweet words were the blood lines on his body. The burning red lines gradually faded with his words. Blood lines were the most real thing. Even if a person could disguise himself perfectly, the emotions reflected by the blood lines would not change, unless Elliot could even deceive himself. Anya hesitated for a moment: "Don't force me to lock you in a coffin."

"That makes sense." The black-haired, black-eyed young man gradually increased the strength of his hands, and he crashed into the witch's gloomy and beautiful eyes. While the other party was stunned, Elliot pinched the witch's earlobe, and the voice that fell into the room was extremely bewitching: "Since we are going to do it, I want to be on top."