How many do you want?

Ah Chan's eyes were slightly bright.

Staring at Professor Austin's beautiful face.

The voice that was a little hoarse because of drowsiness became sweet and soft and crisp:

"I want a lot ~ a lot, is that okay?"

Oh, my old swan!

The classroom was stunned.

Are Oriental girls so bold?

Unashamedly said that he wanted many, many "lovers"?

Beautiful and simple, and soft and cute under the appearance, the soul is like this...

No shame!

It's horrible!

The professor will definitely teach her harshly.

Really.

Professor Austin's indifferent and divine eyes were faintly dark.

The thin lips with light pink said coldly: "After class." ”

And then.

The fair-skinned and slender knuckles tapped lightly on Ah Chan's desk.

"Achan, come with me to the office."

Yes?

Ah Chan's soft face was wrinkled, she was left in the office?

The professor is angry?

He said it himself, you can ask anything.

Ah Chan hung his little head.

The white and soft little hands pack up the textbooks.

Under the gloating gaze of a group of classmates.

Follow the professor of the ascetic department in front of him, whose back is so sacred that he cannot be violated, to his office.

Professor Austin's office is in the most central building of Temple College.

Along.

The uneducated student followed the professor with admiration and respect.

Then I saw a wilting little tail behind the professor.

Little Tail wears the same black robe as they do.

The faculties obey neck to toe, long, tightly wrapped.

Only the white and tender face and small hands are exposed.

Everyone is dressed like this, with that little tail, and the face is soft and glowing.

Cute little steps are moving under the black robe.

Step by step, it looks like a very cute, soft walking egg.

Not!

Cute to the heart.

What unforgivable mistake did cutie make and was called to the office by Professor Austin?

With the beautiful and elegant and unapproachable Professor Austin, alone in the office...

That kind of scene is really enviable, and...

Sympathy!

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Professor Austin's office.

If it weren't for the pale gray, which neutralized the dark black of the night, the office would have been as strict ascetic as the others.

The professor closed the door.

Lock it with your hand.

The system was shocked, what are you doing locking the door in broad daylight??

The little girl in front of her hung her head.

Austin could only see the fine black hair on the top of the little girl's head.

The ability to see through the heart somehow failed in front of her.

He could see through everyone, but he couldn't see her mind alone.

This piqued his curiosity.

But maybe it's not hard to guess.

The little girl's hazy eyes were staring blankly at her toes.

Xu is worried, I don't know how he will punish her, right?

Punish...

What a beautiful, yet seductive word.

Austin's slender and white fingertips straightened his tie meticulously.

The slender and elegant figure leans against the hard nanmu desk behind him.

Inexplicably, there is a kind of lazy sexiness that is different from the classroom.

It's just that the tone is not as accommodating as in the classroom.

Instead, he looked a little low: "You are a human being, what do you want a blood servant to do?" ”

Not?

Ah Chan looked up.

The eyes of the little girl are naturally covered with a meager mist.

Like a spring.

Moist and hazy.

It gives the impression that she doesn't understand his words at all... The meaning of mind.

This leads to the graceful Professor Austin, a kind of unwarranted frustration.

In the end, only a more direct "blame" can be taken.

"Why do you want a lot, a lot of blood servants?"

The word "a lot" has a subtle bite.

Of course, it's because, with the blood servant, you don't have to drink the blood of the little obedient.

Ah Chan didn't listen to the professor's lecture in class, but he said the same thing.

In order to make the blood servant not feel pain when he is sucked blood, every time the blood servant is sucked blood, he will be like, like...

None of them were very clear.

But it's very comfortable.

Ah Chan thought that if she had blood servants, she would be good to them.

Let them be comfortable, and change blood servants every day to suck.

In this way, every blood servant will not suffer from excessive blood loss.

Isn't she a good flower?