The Devil Was Carried Home by Me

The Devil Was Carried Home by Me

by First Apostle

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Ch. 2There's a Fire-breathing Weirdo Coming to My House
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He is a demon who was betrayed and sealed for thousands of years, leaving only his killing instinct; she is a witch raised by her grandmother as an "ordinary human", so cute that she can say good morning to ants. It wasn't until her blood dripped into the tea cup that he broke the seal and came out. He heard his own heartbeat for the first time in the fragrance of the soothing herbs she brewed. "Don't touch that datura." She grabbed his hand that was about to pick the flowers. "It will give you a headache." He was stunned - for the first time in a thousand years, someone cared whether he was in pain or not. Later, he killed the paparazzi who spread rumors for her, and she used astrology to help him repair his heart that was eroded by the curse; he stuffed the stolen gems into her apron pocket, and she planted an ever-flowering jasmine in his heart. When the moonlight flooded through the carved windows of the tea cup shop, he held her hand and pressed it against his heart: "This time... You will pamper me instead, okay?"

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