Awakening the War God

Chapter 59 Living Together, Weird

Chapter 59 Living Together, Weird

The snowy feet tapped lightly, and she twirled and twirled.

Her slender arms were like weeping willows in summer, swaying in the breeze.

It didn't matter what she looked like.

Stella was completely immersed in her own world, turning into a dancing elf.

There was a faint smile on her beautiful face.

That faint smile was very real.

It had been a long time!

Dancing in joy!

The flower in her heart found the light.

Then it bloomed wantonly.

Gabriel remained motionless.

Only his eyes were chasing after Stella's dancing body.

In his spirit, there was an extreme shock.

He was so enamored that he froze.

For the first time since he met Stella, he saw Stella's own emotions on her face.

As he looked at it, his emotions escaped vulgarity.

He thought he saw a circle of chasing lights falling on Stella's body.

Purity and indecency had always been opposites.

But at this moment, Stella danced a shockingly pure dance in the clothes that men regarded as obscene.

The extreme of things was the transformation to the opposite.

The ultimate obscenity could breed the most beautiful purity.

Her snow-white body was covered with light.

The upturned curve was the softness of dancing.

Even the blood in Gabriel's body became quiet.

Listening.

In his eyes, there was only a pure dancer, chasing the light.

Appreciation.

The seemingly obscene appearance was dancing the purest dance of the soul in the world.

A smile that came from the heart was the most contagious.

He understood that at this moment, Stella returned to her childhood.

Back to her most carefree memories.

"It's so beautiful. Thank you!"

He was a lonely man who lost his memory.

Under the music of hope, he found empathy.

The moving of the spirit was more powerful than the numbness of the body.

No need for anesthetic!

He picked up the needle and thread, his hands stopped shaking, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

One stitch, two stitches, three stitches...following the rhythm of the music and Stella's circling body, the wounds were stitched up one after another.

The music on the mobile phone was a single loop.

Played seven times.

And Stella danced seven times.

Again and again, but still immersed in her own world.

It seemed that light had been found.

She just wanted to bathe in it and never wake up.

Waking up to the real world would be hell.

After sewing the last stitch, Gabriel took a long breath.

Then he stood up and picked up Stella's mobile phone.

The pause button was pressed.

Although he still wanted to continue admiring this beautiful dance.

However, no matter how beautiful the dream was, you still had to choose to wake up.

After all, no matter how painful the reality was, people were real and lived in reality.

The music suddenly stopped, like the key to Stella's dance.

She closed her snow-white arms and suddenly opened her eyes.

All the good things in her mind disappeared without a trace. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

She just felt cold on her body and hot on her face.

Subconsciously, she put her arms in front of her chest and curled up.

It had been many years since she was as relaxed as she was right now.

Accidentally, she raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of Gabriel's well-proportioned body.

She found that the five wounds that were open just now had been sewn up with needles and threads.

She felt relieved and finally relaxed a little.

Finally, some of the debts she owed to Gabriel were paid.

"I hate you!"

She cursed and turned around again.

She rushed to the room and jumped on the bed.

She covered herself with the quilt again.

Only this time, there were no tears in her eyes.

There was only a trance, and the sound of accelerating heartbeats could be heard.

"What's wrong with me?"

She asked herself, but she was also absent-minded and struggling, holding the bed sheet fiercely with both hands...

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Gabriel was also shocked.

Immediately, his head fell from a strange world to reality.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

Being able to appreciate such a graceful dance, the wounds were not in vain.

Lying on the sofa, he stretched out.

In his head, he replayed Stella's dance just now.

It was weird.

Maybe it was because the music was absent or some other reason.

The snow-white body, and those seductive moves.

Gabriel found those dirty thoughts back, and his lower body was reacting.

"Fuck! I want it!"

He stretched again and breathed.

He tried to calm down.

How he wanted to just break into Stella's room and do it!

Never mind!

The couch was too soft to have a good sleep.

He thought he had to sleep here for several days.

Sighing, Stella's door was suddenly opened.

She was in her red silk robe and holding a blanket. She walked toward Gabriel with a sour face.

Without saying one word, she threw the blanket on Gabriel and left.

"I gotta say this woman is nice!"

Watching Stella leave, Gabriel laughed at her beautiful back.

He sniffed at the blanket and said, "It smells so good!"

Gabriel settled down in Stella's room.

It was a bold move.

It was Davis's house.

And Jack was living downstairs.

There were two other Davis women living on this floor.

In the living room of Stella's room, the sound of people talking in the yard could be heard.

But who would think that Gabriel was living in Stella's room?

Stella was afraid, but she didn't want to banish Gabriel.

Jack's daughter Rita even came to her room once.

Fortunately, Gabriel was agile and fast enough to hide.

Rita didn't sense a little.

In this way, the two secretly lived together.

In addition to such trifles as three meals a day, Stella had to buy a new suit for Gabriel.

And...... Underwear to be changed.

What made her collapse most was that she had to share the bathroom with Gabriel, which had always belonged only to her.

You know, she had a slight mysophobia.

She never let others use her things.

So she bought a lot of disinfectant. Whenever Gabriel used the toilet or took a bath, she would disinfect the entire bathroom.

While doing this, she would be fully covered and wearing masks.

Gabriel was okay about it.

He kept eating, drinking, and going to the bathroom.

Ten days passed.

One night, Stella went back to her room.

Gabriel, who was snacking on the couch, suddenly found that her eyes were red.

And, there seemed to be a slap mark on her left cheek.

"What's that?"

Gabriel got up and asked.

He could feel the fury burning inside.

"No... nothing!"

Stella lowered her head and rushed to her room with her face tilted.

But Gabriel stepped forward and held her hand.

Gabriel caressed Stella's left cheek with his right hand, and his eyes grew cold.

"Who did this? Tell me!"

It was not asking. It was an order.