Thus, the thirst for blood completely swallowed another desire.

Xiao Lingyun jumped up suddenly, pounced on the woman, let out a low roar in his throat, and his sharp fangs pierced the delicate skin and pierced into the acupuncture points. He sucked hard, and the image of the brunette beauty that belonged to him kept coming to mind, imagining her giving all of her body, imagining her meekly lying in his arms.

Yang Luxia kept gasping.

Xiao Lingyun was frantically sucking her yang spirit, her burly body was like a tangible cage covering her completely, and her iron pincer-like hands were so hard that they almost tore her in half. It was the first time she had actually seen Xiao Lingyun's body and his majestic roots—something she had never touched before.

The possibility of becoming Xiao Lingyun's real Wu Xiangnu finally came, and Yang Luxia felt both excited and scared.

She turned to the side slightly, trying to adjust her breathing. Although Xiao Lingyun's passion is a little scary, it is exactly what she has always longed for. Xiao Lingyun is a fighter, but also a man with strong blood, can she hope for more?

What's more, Xiao Lingyun finally realized this - he needed her.

The satisfaction in her heart replaced all physical discomfort, and Yang Luxia tentatively put her hand on his bare and broad shoulder, a line she had never crossed.

Xiao Lingyun immediately let out a muffled sound from the depths of his throat, as if he hoped that she could give more caresses. Tasting the sweetness, her hand reached further into his long hair, feeling the softness and conformity of the touch. Who would have thought that such a resolute and powerful man would have silky, wavy black curls that were as smooth as her satin dresses.

Yang Luxia has always wanted to enter and understand Xiao Lingyun's spiritual world. In the past, she had never dared to venture into that forbidden area easily, for fear of being counterattacked by him. But now the situation is very different. Perhaps, after Xiao Lingyun finishes eating, he will continue to kiss her, and he will have that kind of thing with her. Maybe I can stay with him. How much she wanted to live with him, whether she stayed in Lu Qingyang's house or lived anywhere else, it didn't matter much.

She closed her eyes and began to explore his thoughts.

As a result, she only saw an ordinary woman, the woman Xiao Lingyun really missed.

It was an ordinary woman, with long black hair, lying there with her eyes open, her towering upper body exposed to the air, and Xiao Lingyun was kissing all the way down.

Yang Luxia couldn't stand it anymore, she threw away all her thoughts as if she had discarded a broken glass. In Xiao Lingyun's heart, he was not staying with her. It wasn't her neck that he sucked, it wasn't her body that he hugged tightly, and even his strength wasn't because of her.

All of this belongs to that woman.

Although Xiao Lingyun was still hungrily sucking her yang spirit, and her thick arms hugged her tighter, but in the face of the injustice of love, Yang Luxia could only cry loudly.

In order to pay tribute to her lost expectations, her lost love, and ...... He.

Xiao Lingyun's movements of sucking the yang spirit are extremely skillful, but at this moment, Yang Luxia only hopes that Xiao Lingyun can complete his mission as soon as possible and completely suck her yang spirit dry, so that she can die.

It took her countless centuries and years to learn this brutal truth.

Xiao Lingyun never belonged to her, and never belonged to her.

God, disillusioned, now she has nothing left.

Yan Xiaojing threw her handbag on the table in the living room, said hello to Xiao Qi, and walked straight into the bathroom. She thought about the shower head for a long time, and finally decided not to shower yet.

Although it is true that her wet body is in dire need of hot water, she prefers to leave the smell on her skin that belongs to Xiao Lingyun - it is a unique fragrance that people will never forget, it is different from the smell of it before, like an incomparable aphrodisiac perfume, or a spice mixed with erotic desire.

Is this the peculiar smell of vixen? Or is it his peculiar taste?

She walked over to the sink and briefly washed between her legs, which was still extremely sensitive and slightly painful, but she didn't care. If Xiao Lingyun wanted it, he could ask her for it at any time.

He's a ......

There were no suitable words in his mind, only pictures remained: when Xiao Lingyun straightened up his strong shoulders and sweaty chest; When he gave himself unreservedly to her. She was also naturally labeled as a name tag that only belonged to him.

As agreed, she was marked by her own man, completely possessed by him, and ruled by him.

Besides, she still wants to ask for more, and she wants him now.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaojing couldn't help but shake her head, it was bad enough to not have any security measures twice in a row, and she couldn't continue this dangerous move of lacking protection measures. Next time, they must take safety measures beforehand.

She stepped out of the tub and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, and couldn't help but stop. She bent over the mirror to take a closer look.

It didn't look any different from this morning, but it always felt like I was facing a stranger.

She opened her mouth, examined each tooth, and licked both canines with the tip of her tongue, which was really aching.

Dear God, who is she? What is she?

She recalled Xiao Lingyun's strange behavior at the last moment. The two were obviously hugging each other, but he suddenly pushed himself away. The half-naked body was stretched to the extreme, and the bulging muscles seemed to explode as if they were about to pierce the skin. The fangs seemed to grow on their own, a few points longer than when they were first seen.

His handsome face was contorted from the pain.

Will she be like that in the future?

There was a crisp banging sound from outside the bedroom, and it seemed that someone was knocking on the window. She heard Xiao Qi meow and welcome the visitor. Yan Xiaojing cautiously looked out through the crack in the door, and a tall figure stood outside the glass sliding door.

"Xiao Lingyun?" She didn't have time to take a closer look, but she rushed to the door and pushed open the sliding door.

When she saw the person outside the door, she began to regret it, and she really wished that she had carefully checked before opening the door.

The person standing outside the door was not Xiao Lingyun, but he looked very similar to him. He also has short black hair, a well-defined face, and a close-fitting leather suit, but with deep blue eyes.

The tip of the other party's nose twitched slightly, as if he smelled something, and then frowned and looked at Yan Xiaojing for a while, and then restrained the expression on his face.

"Yan Xiaojing?" His voice was deep, but friendly. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of long fangs.

She wasn't even taken aback.