After Li Meng stayed away from this impactful feeling, she finally regained some strength.

She let go of her fingers, her brow still furrowed slightly.

Seeing the little cub who bit her and made her so embarrassed, there was a hint of ridicule in her eyes.

Her eyes narrowed, and she suddenly reached out to hug his slender waist.

Before he could exert his strange powers, he threw his whole body on the bed, and then took the quilt and wrapped it.

Afraid that he would jump up, the girl looked calm, and hugged the child wrapped in a cocoon with both hands.

She stared at him, her eyes darkened, and her tone tinged with a hint of weakness and hoarseness.

"In the future, I want to drink blood and draw it with a syringe."

There is also a syringe in this world, but it was made by an alchemist.

Disinfectant alcohol is not.

But for Li Meng, it's easy to get a sanitized thing.

Just now I was teasing the child.

As a result, I forgot that when he bites, he will give him a vampire skill.

Those blood-sucking mosquitoes are really not a thing.

You can suck it, and inherit these dizzying features.

Embarrass her, after all, you can't explain this common sense in detail to a child.

Cyril didn't struggle, he felt the temperature on the girl's body.

The slightly higher temperature, accompanied by her sweet breath.

The breath made him purse his lips in satisfaction, and then silently withdrew his fangs.

He can't grab too much.

Her body couldn't stand it.

These bloodsucks that don't hurt her are actually enough for him.

Bloodlines live on blood, but they are not a heavy eater.

They only need a little blood at a time, and they can ensure that the body's hunger and thirst can be quenched for a long time.

But the thirst in his throat remained.

Even when I saw the unfading flush on the girl's cheeks, the thin sweat on her forehead, and her skin that was still trembling slightly.

Than Blood...... Also tempting.

Cyril squinted her beautiful round eyes, and the cold red in her eyes was a little more bewitching.

His voice was hoarse, "If the blood clan drinks the blood of the syringe, it will hurt the stomach." ”

It's not a lie.

What they need is fresh blood.

When Li Meng heard this, she looked at him seriously several times, as if to determine whether it was a lie or not.

Finally gave up.

Because I really can't see any emotion on other people's faces.

Those guys who can observe other people's moods with micro-expressions are all big guys and can't learn it.

She pursed her lips, remembering that he was a Blood, and brought him out herself.

If it is discovered by the people of the Holy Alliance, it is estimated that it will be burned to death.

She brought people out because of his cuteness.

So you have to be responsible.

Li Meng thought about it before leaving him, and then turned around to get out of bed.

Cyril reached out from under the covers and grabbed the hem of her skirt slowly.

Li Meng looked back blankly, as if he didn't understand what was wrong with him.

Seeing her look puzzled.

Cyril was silent for a moment before lowering his eyes and whispering, "Mary-chestnut?" ”

The name of the leader of the Holy Alliance, this is it.

When Li Meng heard this name, her expression almost collapsed.

That's right, most of this plane is a Western name.

She was no exception and changed her name.

When she saw the name, she refused.

The culture of dog authors has been so scarce that they can't even make the simplest Western female name that can be heard by the ear?

Not to discriminate against Mary.

It's the name Mary, and it's so bad that it can become a culture.

Every time she heard the name, her expression couldn't help but twitch.