What Ying Sitong thinks, Xia Yuan can know it as soon as he thinks about it.

The Bloodclan has a heartfelt thirst for his blood.

The drunken Bloodclan doesn't know if they can control themselves.

What if he accidentally sucks too much and causes him to die?

Xia Yuan thought for a moment and felt that he couldn't sit still.

Ying Sitong has a lot of strength, but fortunately, she is a little drunk, and Xia Yuan feels that she still has the strength to fight.

A series of MMA moves that Brother Qiang had taught before flashed through his mind.

"What we're going to teach today is the floor movement in MMA, which is mainly used to play weak against strong, and be put down by others......"

Boom.

Brother Qiang's voice seemed to ring in his ears.

The electric light exploded in Xia Yuan's mind, and he memorized all those moves.

……

Outside there was a heavy pile of snowflakes.

The shadow of the moon shone brightly on the window.

Two figures staged a battle between the strongest humans and the Bloods in the room.

Lock!

Unlock!

Lock again!

Unlock it again!

……

There was a bang.

The two men fell to the ground hard.

Finally unable to bear it anymore, the Simmons of the hotel collapsed along with the bed underneath.

Ying Sitong coughed twice, sat on the ground, and looked at Xia Yuan a little blankly.

She burped, visibly vomiting.

"Didn't I just want to put my arms around you, did you?"

"I ......"

Xia Yuan opened his mouth, and a breath of old gas blocked his chest and didn't come up.

If you had said it earlier?

……

The night went by, and nothing happened.

Ying Sitong vomited all night, and all the bile was vomited.

Xia Yuan didn't sleep in order to take care of her, and he was so tired that he collapsed.

In this case, nothing can happen either.

What's more, the bed board also collapsed.

On the collapsed bed board, Xia Yuanying Sitong put it back on the mattress and continued to cover her with the quilt.

Although Ying Sitong is a lot awake, she has a terrible headache, and it is the most painful to want to sleep but can't sleep.

After a while, in the sound of Xia Yuan's cleaning (xī xī sū sū), the beautiful young woman of the blood clan barely fell asleep.

Xia Yuan cleaned up the vomit on the ground and sat down on the mattress.

A mattress without a bed frame can only be called a tatami mat.

It should be fortunate that Ying Sitong did not exert ten percent of her skills, otherwise this half floor may not be able to hold it.

When Xia Yuan got into the quilt, a warm current surged out from inside.

In fact, people's needs are also very simple, it is enough to have a quilt to warm up on a cold night.

He looked sideways at Ying Sitong, and a piece of white moonlight seemed to shine in his heart.

The beautiful young woman of the blood clan fell on the tatami mat with her right hand under her face, her expression was quiet and peaceful.

Her body was curled up like a kitten.

There was still some sweat on her fair skin, and a strand of hair was wet and stained on her face, making her look beautiful.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she didn't know what she had dreamed of.

Just a murmur from time to time.

Xia Yuan only felt that her heart was about to melt, and when she fell asleep, Ying Sitong could definitely be called an angel.

As he looked at her, his heart was racing and his mouth was dry.

Ying Sitong's lips are slightly open, and the full and three-dimensional lip line looks so attractive.

Xia Yuan's heart moved, and he leaned down.

However, he hesitated for a moment, and finally just lightly touched her forehead with his lips.

Look at the time it's already past 3 o'clock in the morning.

Xia Yuan frowned slightly, it was time to sleep.

A sense of fatigue came to his heart, and he lay down calmly.

After sleeping for a while, he noticed that something was wrong, and wiped it with his hand only to realize that he was not wearing autumn pants.

Not to mention, the pantyhose are a little hot.

"Hiss......"

When he took off the warm tights, it hurt so much that his heart was pounding.

This situation, to be scientifically explained, is-

The friction between the leg hair and the pantyhose creates static electricity, causing the leg hair, which should be smooth and smooth, to harden and penetrate into the mesh of the pantyhose.

This slammed pull, so sour, it was almost like using a hair removal patch. (Don't ask the author how he knows, it's discordant to ask.) ）

Xia Yuan finally lay down and faced Ying Sitong.

He looked at it for a moment, then rolled over and turned his back to her.

Because I'm afraid that if I look at it twice, I can't help it.

I don't know how long it has been, Xia Yuan was dazed, half-asleep and half-awake, Ying Sitong's face was pressed against his back.

"Hmmm......"

The beautiful young woman of the Blood Clan gently rubbed her face against his back, and finally dropped her chin on his shoulder.

"That's good. ”

Maybe it's because she walked around the house outside the house with her on her back before, and she now feels quite nostalgic for Xia Yuan's back.

After a while, Ying Sitong murmured, "Father." ”

At the same time, two trickling tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes, wetting Xia Yuan's neck.

Xia Yuan's heart moved, this guy was probably dreaming of his father, and he regarded his back as the old man of the blood clan for more than 1,800 years.

"Now I don't call Father, I want to call Daddy. ”

"Dad. Ying Sitong looked down and sniffed his hair.

……

Xia Yuan got out of the quilt, dressed himself, and then put Ying Sitong on his back.

He covered the two of them with a thick down jacket outside, and then took the elevator downstairs with Ying Sitong on his back.

The moonlight fell from the sky, illuminating the snow on the ground.

Under the moonlight, the two of them walked slowly in the snow.

At the end of the snowstorm, it seems as if the whole world is still the same as it was more than 1,800 years ago.

Ying Si Tong was prostrate on Xia Yuan's shoulder, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At night, Ying Sitong had a dream-

She dreamed that there really was such a thing as a moonlight treasure box in the world.

So she took Xia Yuan back to ancient times, and in that era of war and warlord chaos, she and Xia Yuan found their lost parents.

And then......

……

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, Xia Yuan called the front desk of the hotel.

When the customer service staff came to get it, their eyes were wide-eyed.

"Ouch, my little wolf, the bed has collapsed. ”

Xia Yuan held his forehead in pain.

……

The customer service staff checked it and said that the bed could not be repaired, so they could move one from the vacant room first.

However, the damaged Qian Xia Yuan had to compensate the hotel.

After a while, the customer service staff moved a bed over.

The quilts, mattresses, and mattresses were all ready, and they left.

Before leaving, the customer service staff repeatedly told them that they must be moderate at night and not break it again.

Xia Yuan expressed his gratitude to them, and his smile was sincere and bitter.

I said it was to learn martial arts, do you believe it?

……

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Happy Valentine's Day!

In a few minutes, it will not be Valentine's Day, I hope you will have a precious son early, and there will be a year and a year.

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The starting point is the first release, the new book period, asking for collections, recommended tickets, investment, rewards, and role comparisons.

Thank.