Chapter 569: Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless (42)

But the reason for hunger is not because of blood, but because of the smell of the person in front of you.

Unfortunately, he was pushed away before he could recall it for a long time, and the faint cold fragrance left. The man's head was dizzy for a moment, and the scarlet redness in his eyes gradually deepened. He asked hoarsely: "Your Highness, are you full?"

Wen Xien was full and even had a little bit of food. She pursed her lips, and the bright red lips were still covered with blood.

She seemed to have no idea how seductive this look was, nor did she notice the madness and obsession in the eyes of a man who was integrated with the darkness.

"Your Highness, we want to reciprocate, aren't we?"

His heartbeat was uncontrollably rapid, and his bones were filled with anxiety. His Adam's apple rolled unbearably. He exhaled a cold and shivery breath and said without any concealment.

Wen Xien clearly felt his slightly rapid breathing sound, and the expressionless prince suddenly let out a cold sneer, and his pale and sick face was almost uncontrollable disgust and disgust.

"You were the ones you begged me to suck, so how could you have any kind of rituals?"

Wen Xien exposed the hypocritical illusion of the deacon without hesitation, but she actually didn't hate it very much in her heart, but she just hated Ji Zheng's strength a little. Although his blood was delicious, this was not a reason to forgive him.

Ji Zheng is becoming more and more presumptuous.

"Kneel down."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Ji Zheng knelt down on both knees, without any distortion or reluctance, and was so refreshed that Wen Xien looked at him sideways.

Wen Xien looked at Ji Zheng and felt that he had to teach him a lesson. Without saying a word, she slapped him down. Then she stepped on Ji Zheng's right shoulder with great force. The bottom of the boot was very hard. She used force on her feet and crushed her, leaving a black shoe print on the other party's clean and tidy white shirt.

"You are very unbearable recently. Am I too indulging you?"

Wen Xien said, lifting his foot, but instead of retracting it, he moved downward and stepped on Ji Zheng's kua.

"Or it is to say that you have been too empty for hundreds of years, or you have the hobby of others who like to suck your blood, and always in heat in front of me like a wild dog. Do you really think I dare not punish you? If you look at me with those dirty eyes again, believe it or not, I will let it disappear forever in the next second."

After accidentally stepping on the hard part of her toes, Wen Xien immediately withdrew her feet in disgust, as if it was a virus.

Ji Zheng looked at the almost mocking look on the man's face, and used such mean words to remind him that he was not worthy of having the noble prince at all, and he could not even admire his highness with his scorching gaze.

Looking at the mocking look that slowly emerged from the face, Ji Zheng was extremely embarrassed: "Your Highness, I don't have that kind of hobby."

The desire to be exposed directly and the other party's sneering look. Ji Zheng felt ashamed, but a strange excitement surged deep in his heart. Although he showed not so much emotion, it was just stiff.

Even if this person is a devil, he might be able to lure people into making mistakes. Everything is reversed and the example is wrong.

At the beginning, he did not have any different feelings towards this Highness, nor did he even regard this Highness as his master. He even had a hint of hatred and unwilling humiliation by his side. He felt that this Highness was not worthy of being his master.

But now, when he really got stuck and really treated the person in front of him as his master, this person didn't want him anymore.

That's a pity.

Ji Zheng raised his eyes, and what surged in his heart was darkness and shadow.

He looked at the man steadily.

But I found that the man didn't even look at him, and all the desires he wanted to destroy were about to swallow the last reason.

A trace of scarlet flashed in the man's eyes, and his eyelids were raised coldly, and there was a thick darkness in his sight.

Wen Xien did not give his eyes to the man kneeling on the ground, but was attracted by another person.

In the dark and quiet restaurant, silence was spreading, and a figure standing still at the door suddenly moved.

That was a tall and upright man.

I don’t know how long I stood there, how long I watched, and what I heard, quietly like a ghost.

The facial features are hidden in the shadows that cannot be shined by the moonlight, and the expression cannot be seen clearly.

In the darkness, the two people looked at each other from afar, accurately capturing the sight of both sides. He raised his foot calmly and walked towards Wen Xien step by step.

The moonlight was cut into pieces by the glass window, slowly passing through him, marking out his handsome eyebrows and deep and indifferent eyes.

Wen Xien paused and looked at the man coldly, his emotional gaze made people unable to guess what she was thinking.

She asked lightly.

"what are you doing here?"

The honest and dull man rubbed his hands nervously and answered honestly: "I, I just finished carrying the water."

There were a lot of water stains on his trousers, and his clothes seemed to be wet with sweat. Wen Xien could even smell the faint smell of sweat on his body.

Lifting water at night?

There happened to be a warehouse next to the kitchen, with at least hundreds of water tanks inside. The man looked honest and tall, like a simple-minded and well-developed fool. He was probably bullied and fooled by someone.

Wen Xien deliberately wanted to cold Ji Zheng for a while, so he asked casually: "How long did it take?"

"one day."

After only one day of use, the water in the water tank was filled with water. This answer made Wen Xien involuntarily look at the male protagonist with admiration.

The male protagonist is worthy of being the male protagonist.

His face was full of dust and he looked embarrassed and depressed.

Wen Xien patted his face without any disgust. His soft and delicate palms were against the man's rough face, and the cold temperature made the man's body very stiff.

"It's not bad."

Her complimentary attitude was as contemptuous as a dog surrounding her feet.

Zhou Nan tightened his chin without hesitation, and looked as if he was being praised for being at a loss.

This was ironic to Zhou Nan, but for Ji Zheng, who was kneeling on the ground, he had always longed for.

Whether it was His Highness's touch or her charity-like praise, Ji Zheng was extremely eager for it.

But his Highness was used on the humble servant, which made him unable to reach balance in his heart.

Just like an angry lion, his expression remained unchanged, he could clearly feel the terrifying pressure emitted by his body.

This was just for Zhou Nan alone. He could clearly feel that the man kneeling on the ground wanted to kill him.

Because of the person in front of you.

Because the person in front of him touched him.

So this mad dog will start biting people randomly.

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