Chapter 50: Breakfast of Love

Maybe because of the good rest yesterday, L woke up in the morning before the alarm went off. After a brief wash in the bathroom, I got dressed and went to the first floor.

Glancing at the living room, L noticed that no one was there. I looked down and thought for a while, could it be that they were all gone last night when they were asleep?

"Oops." Just when she thought there was no one, suddenly a cry of pain came from the kitchen.

Someone? Hearing the sound, L took a step and walked towards the kitchen, where the sound came from. When she came to the kitchen, the figure that was about to bow in front of her eyes came into view.

I don't know why, but he was holding his hands and stomping his feet over there. The originally tall figure was almost shrunk into a ball at this time, which looked a little funny.

"What are you doing?" I can't understand what kind of nerves he is making, is it a morning exercise?

Hearing her voice, Zhongyi raised his head. After seeing her figure, the eye circles turned red all of a sudden.

"Xiaoshuang, I hurt so much." Blinking his big watery eyes, he said pitifully.

"What does it hurt?"

"Well, you see." As he spoke, he put a hand in front of L.

Following his movements, she looked down at his hand. When he saw the scene in front of him, L's body shook suddenly.

Blood, bright red blood was crowding out from the deep wound on his index finger. Following the curvature of his fingers, tick-tock, tick-tock, slowly flowed down to the ground.

L's gaze was firmly locked on the place where the blood condensed. The bloodthirsty factor suppressed in the body also began to slowly wake up with the movement of the scarlet.

"Xiaoshuang, you don't know, people want to get up early today and make you a loving breakfast. As a result, the hateful kitchen knife didn't listen to me, and actually cut a cut on such a precious finger as Young Master Ben. It hurts! You see! You see! So much blood was left! "He has never held a kitchen knife since he was a child, and even sharpened the pencil in advance by their maid. This was the first time he had touched a knife, and he didn't expect to be injured.

Zhong Yi kept complaining aggrievedly in L's ear. However, L's attention was now focused on the flowing delicacy, and as for what he was saying in his ear, he didn't listen to it at all. She thought that she would only be interested in the blood of the man yesterday, but she didn't expect to like this guy's blood, and it smelled so delicious that she couldn't help but want to go up and suck it.

She licked her lips unconsciously, it smelled really good. It wasn't as seductive as the man yesterday, but it was much better than the blood of those who bothered her, and there was a fresh smell in his blood. It was the most comfortable smell of all the blood she'd ever smelled.

Eventually, the Hemophilic Factor broke through the barrier that had been built by reason. L lowered his head slightly, opened his mouth to take his bleeding index finger, and sucked it gently.

Well, it tastes pretty good. The taste that filled his mouth made L very satisfied. She stretched out the tip of her tongue and gently licked the wound, trying to make the blood flow more.

Because of her abrupt movements, Zhong Zhi's whole person was petrified in place, and she didn't dare to move. After a while, he reacted, and his face quickly turned red. He was a little embarrassed and tried to retract his fingers, but L reached out and grabbed him, glaring at him rather dissatisfied.

He thought that L was stopping the bleeding for himself, but he suddenly made such an intimate move, which made him really unacceptable for a while. Don't let him take his hands away, don't you? Did Xiaoshuang like him? Thinking of this conclusion, Zhongyi's face turned even redder. So if Xiaoshuang really likes him, then what should he do? Say yes or say no? He didn't forget that Qin Haoyu liked Xiaoshuang very much.

This novel comes from reading books