Qin Shu also felt exactly that his blood was being sucked away by him.

What kind of perverted behavior is this?

Did you want her to die of blood loss?

Qin Shu was going crazy.

But she was pressed to the ground by Yan Jing, and could only feel the loss of blood.

Yan Jing is not a vampire.

It is impossible to really suck her blood all over.

After a few minutes, he slowly stopped.

He raised his head from Qin Shu's neck and looked at her under him with satisfaction.

He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the remaining blood color at the corner of his lips, as if he was savoring: "Sure enough, the taste of blood is so good."

The perverted words came out of his mouth, and Qin Shu was powerless to complain.

She opened her eyes weakly and suddenly became stunned when she saw Yan Jing's evil black eyes.

After sucking her blood, he actually returned to normal?!

Could it be that my own blood is the antidote to suppress Yan Jing’s crazy sexual intercourse?

This guess came to Qin Shu's mind instantly.

She couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart and said in surprise: "You, hiss-"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she touched the wound on her neck, and the pain made her breath of cold air and couldn't speak.

Yan Jing had already stood up and looked at her from a high place, with a sarcastic look in her cold eyes.

He tskated lightly, "Qin Shu, I always thought you were a smart person, but your behavior of provoking me just now is so stupid."

Qin Shu pressed the wound on his neck tightly and got up from the ground with a pale complexion.

He endured the pain on his neck and frowned and said, "I thought you wanted my life as before, so of course I wouldn't surrender. Unexpectedly... you wanted my blood."

Hearing this, Yan Jing raised her eyebrows slightly, not saying anything.

He didn't explain anything.

Of course, in his opinion, there is no need for this.

Under Qin Shu's gaze, he calmly sat on the sofa, picked up the ginseng tea on the coffee table to dilute the blood in his mouth.

Then he raised his legs and returned to his usual lazy posture, hooked his finger at Qin Shu: "Come here."

This time, Qin Shu walked over without hesitation.

She thought that Yan Jing would no longer act like a cruel act of biting her neck and sucking her blood.

Qin Shu walked in front of him.

He patted the sofa beside him and "sit."

Qin Shu sat down and kept a distance of twenty centimeters from him.

Yan Jing put down the teacup in his hand and suddenly leaned over his upper body.

He took off Qin Shu's hand that was pressing the wound, and in her suspicious eyes, his cold fingertips slashed across her neck.

Qin Shu couldn't help but tense his body again.

Yan Jing's fingers flew past her wounds, arousing her trembling.

Qin Shu frowned in pain, but did not hum.

Finally, Yan Jing pinched the silver necklace between her neck.

The dark eyes fell on the necklace and Youyou said, "There were two times when I didn't capture your signal. Should you have an explanation for this?"

He had warned this woman once before.
Chapter completed!