Chapter 552: Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless (24)

He was almost lost, and suddenly he smelled the faint and thick cold fragrance that was spreading under the snow-white flesh.

It is light when far away, but it is thick when close.

The breath that spewed out.

Like the fragrance in the eroded rose garden, the branches wither and rot, but the blooming petals are still sweet and fragrant, and the fragrance is confusing.

Seduces the evil desires in people's bones.

The five fingers were clenched tightly into fists like depression. The blue veins bulged on the back of the pale hand, and the rapid flow of blood could be seen vaguely. There were bursts of numbness from the wound, one after another, one after another.

The body seemed to be on fire. The deacon suddenly closed his eyes, rolling his Adam's apple in a hurry, and tilted his head stiffly like a wooden carving. The blue veins on his forehead seemed to explode at any time, trying hard to restrain his messy thoughts.

He almost enjoyed and endured the torture.

But soon, he heard a slight and hoarse voice.

With a faint question.

"Are you seducing me?"

It's really just a question, and there is no meaning of belittlement or intimacy, but just speaking from that cold face makes me feel a wonderful erotic feeling.

It was like a movement that slowed down ten times, and the boy's spine was stiff. It took him a lot of time to open his mouth tightly and restrainedly.

"Yes, Your Highness...please enjoy my blood."

At this moment, all the touches were gone away from him.

Like a severely ill patient who has lost his five senses, he can only feel a soft approach.

What followed was a large area of ​​cold fragrance that poured into the breath.

He was fascinated and tolerated that he did not belong to him touching himself.

I just sniffed it a little, and I was so fascinated. If I tasted it, then... what would it taste like?

Maybe he was shaking too much.

Wen Xien took the time to look at him, his eyelids drooped, his eyebrows were depressed, his beautiful face was a little confused, and he said softly with a low voice: "Don't shake."

After saying that, she leaned over and pressed down again.

This time, the boy under him did not stiff for too long.

He raised his hand and suddenly grabbed Wen Xien's wrist that was hanging beside him.

The slender and lonely wrist bone, covered with only a thin layer of snow, raised the joints on the joints, and a small round bone was extremely pitiful.

Unconsciously rubbing the cartilage, his Adam's apple rolled and made a deep, dazed swallowing action.

The body is almost burning into a boiling fire.

He couldn't help but pull down Wen Xien's wrist. Wen Xien was completely attracted by his blood and did not pay attention to his small movements at all. In fact, it was difficult to distract him during the vampire's eating process, because his mind was deeply attracted by the sweetness.

Ji Zheng quietly and viciously, he stretched his neck like a wolf eating meat to kiss the fragrant skin, pressing him tightly towards the other side.

After sucking about two hundred milliliters of blood, Wen Xien's consciousness actually came back.

But it was precisely because of the return of consciousness that she could feel the attraction of this mellow blood on her more and more clearly.

Like poppy.

No!

Thousands of times stronger than poppy!

The taste of this blood is many times better than that of other people, and it is simply incomparable. After all, the blood slave is a blood slave after all, but the blood of advanced vampires is extremely precious.

Blood slaves are just something that fills the stomach.

However, the blood of higher vampires can make the vampires' bodies stronger.

Wen Xien stopped.

The person on his body is tight and hard.

Like a piece of cold wood.

Wen Xien felt like she was sucking blood from a piece of wood. She raised her hand and patted the man on the back, and slapped her lightly. She also ordered coldly: "What are you doing so nervous? Didn't you let me suck? If you feel uncomfortable, get out."

Even though the taste was good, Wen Xien did not have too much nostalgia.

After a dead silence.

The man did not speak, but slowly relaxed his body and no longer felt sore.

Wen Xien narrowed his eyes, lazily and motionless, stretched out his hand warningly, and slapped the man's shoulders, paused word by word, and said in a soft voice: "Why did you suddenly want me to suck? Are you afraid that I will starve to death?"

It seemed that when Wen Xien said this answer, he wanted to laugh a little, and his thin red lips bent slightly.

The snow-white and slender long fingers poked softly on their hard shoulders.

Ji Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Xien's soft and weak movements with cold and dark eyes.

But a perfect smile appeared on his face, like a thick mask, which had merged into that face.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze, smelled the thick cold fragrance in the air, Adam's apple rolled down in depression, and said in a low voice: "...Your Highness, it is my honor to be touched by you."

Wen Xien laughed meaningfully and slapped her with her backhand.

With a bang, it's neither light nor heavy.

But the humiliating meaning is extremely strong, and this is the consequence of this deacon's proposition.

The original owner actually didn't like to absorb the hard work of the same kind. She liked humans with warm hearts and beating hearts, not vampires who were cold like corpses.

She is greedy for the warm temperature of human beings, but she also hates the cold breath of vampires.

So Wen Xien was very unhappy about Ji Zheng's misconduct this time.

The slap of Ji Zheng did not move his face, nor did he leave any red marks, but he still knelt down very consciously.

Wen Xien seemed too lazy to look at him again, and turned his head and looked elsewhere.

"Get out."

There was a moment of silence after that,

Afterwards, Ji Zheng replied in a very respectful voice:

"yes."

As soon as Ji Zheng walked out, she was the only one left in the empty room.

Wen Xien, sitting in the soft chair, gradually frowned. She reminisces about the feeling of sucking Ji Zheng before, and her brows became tighter and tighter.

Why did Ji Zheng's blood have such a great influence on her?

Is it just because Ji Zheng's blood flowing in his blood?

This seems unlikely. Although it is also a bit responsive, the reaction must not be as big as before.

Ji Zheng must have made some moves.

——

Yuan Xu is here.

Winshen was lying under the sun umbrella to breathe fresh air.

Advanced vampires are not afraid of the sun, but they do not like the sun. They prefer dark realizations, so many vampires will habitually hold an umbrella to cover the annoying sun when they go out.

But Yuan Xu seemed to be different from other vampires. He walked out of the sun, like a knight covered in a layer of golden light, without the cool and cold aura that belongs to vampires.

"Sheen."

He called intimately.

Wen Xien turned his head casually, his eyes tilted and pale and fragile.

?                                Good night, all the little ones.

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(End of this chapter)
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