Ming Yijun looked at the delicate little girl in the red shirt standing in front of him, and tears fell down one by one, and he couldn't help but panic. Reach out and wipe her tears:

"You haven't fought for it yet, and it's so easy to cry?"

Ming Yijun's slender fingers caressed her face, cool, and wiped away her tears. Zhan Lu's heart was depressed, grabbed his hand, and bit it hard.

In order to vent her anger, she used a lot of strength this time. Her teeth weren't very sharp, but with such force, they sank deep into his skin.

She bit so deep that she suddenly tasted a fishy sweet smell spreading in her mouth.

Did he bleed? Did she bite him?

Without thinking about why she, a mortal, could bite the beast, Zhan Lu stuck out her tongue and licked his wound twice.

Hmph, even the blood of a vicious beast is no different from that of a human!

He's always been so bad. Teasing her, bullying her, doing things that upset her. The order changed day and night, and she acted perversely, so that she couldn't understand his thoughts. The more she was infatuated with him, the more she thought he was cute, the more angry she was with him.

In retaliation for the trouble he had caused her, she tore his wound twice more with her teeth, squeezing out more blood and swallowing it hard.

He didn't struggle at all, just let her bite, just snorted softly as she tore at the wound.

The scene in front of him was indescribably weird, and the devouring gentleman was dumbfounded on the side, and it took a long time before he spoke:

"Mingyi, you, you, you, you just let her bite like this?"

Ming Yijun didn't speak, just turned his head to look at him, and that look made Yu Jun think that he was making a fuss about himself.

He pondered it for a moment, but still stubbornly said:

"Let a human just drink the blood of a vicious beast? It seems...... Isn't it right? Drink your blood, and she'll smell of you. ”

The words of the devouring monarch were very gentle, but there was a thick disapproval in his tone. Zhan Lu didn't understand what he meant, so he unconsciously let go of Ming Yijun and looked at the two of them in a daze.

Ming Yijun's hand was bitten very hard by her. Although he is a vicious beast, his original body is extremely hard, but after turning into a human, his body is only like an ordinary human, so he will be lightly bitten by her.

Although the wound is not deep, it is also a little painful.

His expression was faint, and he didn't change in the slightest, but he asked her quietly:

"Not angry?"

After biting him, she didn't seem so angry, but looking at his bloody hands, listening to him ask, she felt a little ...... Excuse me.

He saw that she lowered her head and did not answer, so he did not say anything more, stretched out his left hand, and gently slid his fingertips on the wound twice, and the wound that looked a little scary was healed. However, where she healed, there were still her tooth marks that had not completely disappeared.

Ming Yijun carefully checked the tooth marks on his hand, stroked it lightly with his hand, and chuckled:

"It's a really hard bite......"

Zhan Lu looked at her tooth marks, felt ashamed and ashamed, refused to stay here any longer, turned around and ran back to the room.

Looking at this qiē, he only felt that what was happening in front of him was so strange. Completely beyond his expectations, he stared at Ming Yijun tightly and asked:

"Are you really Mingyi, not something else pretending?"

Ming Yijun looked at him with some tears and laughter, but Yujun still muttered to himself:

"The smell is completely different from before...... If it's fake, it's too similar......"

Before he could finish muttering, a porcelain dish slammed into his head.

"Oops!" the Eater screamed in pain, his whole face wrinkled, it wasn't scary at all, it was a little funny. He raised his head and saw Ming Yijun holding another plate in his hand, and he sneered all over, and couldn't help but say with a sad face:

"Now I believe it, you are indeed Mingyi, right. ”

Ming Yijun looked at the grinning appearance of the devouring monarch and nodded:

"You've been here for so long, let's stay at the inn. When they come, I'll call you. ”

He looked at the unopened wine jar on the table, and didn't want to leave immediately, so he said:

"It's a reunion of old friends, you should let me drink before leaving. ”

Ming Yijun frowned slightly.

He knew very well that this guy was an alcoholic, and his favorite thing was to collect the world's famous wine, and drink it like a cow's drink. Ming Yijun has lived here for a long time, enjoying the fine wine of Zhanlu every day, and naturally knows that there is not much wine left for her. However, what he said was indeed reasonable, and it was a bit unreasonable to let him leave without even drinking a glass of wine.

Thinking so, Ming Yijun finally slapped open the mud seal at the mouth of the altar, took the wine cup, poured half a cup shallowly and handed it to the devouring king:

"If you say so, let's just have a drink. When you have drunk this cup, you go. ”

As soon as Ming Yijun opened the sealing mud, he smelled the aroma of wine, and he didn't feel salivating, took the wine cup, and with a slight move, he couldn't wait to drink the wine in the cup in one gulp.

The wine was so fragrant that he only felt a strong fragrance slip down his tongue and into his throat. I just wanted to taste the taste, but there was no more.

He reached out and wiped his mouth:

"Mingyi, where did you get such a good wine?

Ming Yijun pinched the edge of the wine jar in his hand, and didn't move, just looked at him coldly. Swallowing was looked at by his eyes, and unconsciously shuddered, and stood up:

"Haha, this wine is really good! It's getting late today, I'll take my leave first, and I'll try it another day!"

Ming Yijun also stood up and sent him out of the door. He turned around and poured himself a glass of wine.

What a rare wine......

It's better to enjoy such a good wine by yourself.

He sat down and savored the wine. It's such a waste of good wine to give to that guy. He poured himself one lamp after another, and as he thought so, he quietly tasted the wine, only to feel that he was slightly drunk.

The jar grew lighter and lighter, and at last he drank the last drop of wine. He shook the jar in disappointment and tossed it aside.

Do you want to continue drinking?Ming Yijun shook his head. There isn't much wine left, and if you drink it like this, it won't be long before you run out. Especially for those old wines that have been stored for many years, you can't drink more than one jar if you drink one jar less.

Or do you want to save a little......

He opened his drunken eyes, touched the tooth marks on his hand that had not disappeared, and suddenly remembered something.

Zhan Lu's little girl...... Something seems to be wrong......

Let's go see her.