Chapter 568: Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless (41)

Wen Xien ate it all with great shame and then called him.

He stared at Wen Xien with a sharp look and asked slowly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Xien, who was drinking red wine with his eyes down, did not notice Yuan Xu's too gentle eyes, and said casually: "It's not much, I just want to go back."

Yuan Xu tightened the knife and fork, not saying anything, but his mood became significantly lower.

No one informed Wen Xien when he returned, and the lights in the castle were half dimmed.

Wen Xien was a little thirsty when he came back.

The small restaurant at the end of the corridor has no lights on.

She was still thinking about the male protagonist in her heart. Wen Xien walked into the restaurant. Flower tea was soaked in the insulated teapot of the restaurant, and the faint fragrance of flowers was floating in the air.

She went over and took a cup of tea and was about to leave when she suddenly smelled a fishy smell different from the fragrance of flower tea at the tip of her nose.

This fishy smell exudes a sweeter and more confusing fragrance than flower tea.

The blood flowing normally in her body suddenly became hot and white mist was covered in front of her eyes. Her mouth and tongue were dry. She unbuttoned the buckle on her chest, and fine sweat oozed out of her forehead. She vaguely noticed something strange.

For such a long time, Wen Xien has been there for a long time and has not eaten. Most of the time she spends eating human food to fill her stomach. The sudden sweet and fishy smell makes Wen Xien a little uncontrollable.

What's more, this fishy smell is different from the taste of a blood slave.

But...

Wen Xien's eyes sank, and she gritted her teeth.

"Ji, Zheng."

Her heartbeat suddenly became faster. Wen Xien hated this kind of forced blood sucking, or she hated others forcing her to do anything, even if it was blood sucking.

Trying to keep his drowsy brain awake, Wen Xien has already scolded the person from beginning to end in his heart.

The restaurant, which had no light, became dim because of blurred vision. She was in the dark and wanted to put down the teacup and find out, but she never thought that what she under her was no longer a dining table.

"Bang--" sound.

The tea cup was split into pieces, and the clear sound resounded in the quiet restaurant.

This is like a signal of a beginning.

The strong aroma of flower tea obscures most of the strange smell.

The man sat silently on the leather sofa in the restaurant for people to rest. He stood up and stood up, his tall and strong figure was like a ferocious beast who chose people to eat.

Wen Xien felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

My eyes widened in a daze, but my reason was slightly eroded by the increasingly rich bloody smell in the air.

Wen Xien swallowed violently, and couldn't help but want to taste the smell of the blood.

Very fragrant.

Want to bite very much.

The instinct of the blood clan excited her.

The teeth were itchy, and the two small and pointed fangs slowly showed their heads.

Wen Xien held the kitchen counter and held a corner tightly to get over without being tempted. She wanted to leave, but her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand.

The man walking past the leather sofa had a hoarse voice. In the quiet atmosphere, he could even hear his excited swallowing: "——Your Highness."

The lingering sound seemed to spread infinite love, wrapping the prey tightly.

Wen Xien's eyes were dark, indifferent and cruel under his drooping eyelashes.

"Who allowed you to do this? Do you really think I dare not punish you?"

The pale and slender fingers hung beside her, and the blood was surging rapidly.

Ji Zheng greedily used the moonlight to depict the face of His Highness the Prince. He had been leaving for a long time and had not seen his Highness. Why didn't he know that his Highness was hiding from him?

Even if you hide, you won’t go home.

Really pretty.

He thought coldly and sinisterly.

Obviously, His Highness didn’t like to run outside before, it was all because of those damn low-level species that tempted him.

The moonlight shone bright afterglow from behind the window. He tried his best to suppress the violent murderous intent and jealousy in his body, and slowly walked towards his Highness.

The closer you get, the stronger the bloody smell.

Wen Xien knew that she could not escape, so she thought fiercely and sucked the man away.

The soft and slender arms are placed around the neck.

The proud prince exhaled a scorching breath, and the faint cold fragrance emitted from his flesh became more and more intense. He kept drilling into his nose. He opened his mouth with unknowing satisfaction and sucked the cold fragrance in the air hard.

It is thin and soft, with feathers hanging on the neck, and the breath exhaled is even more intense and charming than the fragrance of flowers filled with the air.

He was now extremely excited and excited all over his body. The deacon, who was on the verge of outbreak, subconsciously stretched out his hand. There was a strange obsession between his originally gentle and gentle eyebrows, but his palms did not dare to protect Wen Xien's back too hard, and carefully patted her back.

Instinct is clamoring.

He longed for the person in front of him in a crazy way.

He wished he could blend in with the person in front of him.

The buttons of the shirt were rudely unbuttoned, and the slender white fingers gently stroked his collarbone. The small head was close to his neck. Leng Xiang also wrapped him up. He was breathing heat between his lips and hung in his arms and gasping: "Don't regret..."

Your Highness seemed very angry, as if he wanted to intimidate him, but unfortunately his voice was mute and soft, and the breath exhaled as his lips opened and closed was sweet and soft, like melted honey, which was more seductive than anything else.

Rather than intimidation, it is more like seducing people.

Wen Xien proved with his actions that she really wanted to suck the man dry.

The man stopped nothing, as if he wasn't sucked. He gently patted Wen Xien's back with one hand and tidied Wen Xien's slightly long hair with the other.

Then, while Wen Xien was addicted to blood sucking, he would kiss her hair openly.

The slender and soft arms seemed to be wrapped around his neck intimately, and the breath he exhaled was burning and long, but the blood-sucking movement suddenly became a little faster.

With some revenge.

The blood clan is always loyal to pleasure, feeling and desire.

But unfortunately, he couldn't suck Ji Zheng. Wen Xien sucked for a long time and found that he was full and his belly was bulging.

Ji Zheng was still playing with his soft hair, but Wen Xien suddenly didn't want to suck it. The moment he pulled out the fangs, he let out a soft "pop".

The ambiguous voice resounded throughout the restaurant.

Ji Zheng's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll, and a little white light seemed to appear in his sight covered by darkness.

It was a piece of delicate and white skin, which slid down the graceful and slender neck lines, hidden in the long sleeves close to the body. The magnificent and winding green meridians wandered under the thin skin, exuding a fishy and sweet fragrance.

That's not the scent of blood.

It is the fragrance of His Highness, which rises from the depths of his flesh.

Your Highness may not know that the taste on her body is more than a hundred times more delicious than blood.

Ji Zheng's eyes were dark and his throat was dry and unbearable. He rarely experienced hunger.

(End of this chapter)
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