Chapter 222: Blood Emperor, a Little Sweet (76)
The child's long eyelashes drooped lightly, half-hiding the light in his eyes, and his thin lips pursed.
"If you don't kill me, I'll haunt you."
Li Meng felt that her heartbeat was speeding up again.
Moe this thing, even if you know it's sinful.
Also......
She finally couldn't help it, and reached out to gently rub his fluffy blonde hair.
He squinted and lowered his head for her to touch.
Li Meng stared at him silently for a while.
Only then did he silently withdraw his fingers.
The hair is so soft.
Cyril watched her fingers leave, afraid she would be angry.
Immediately he grabbed her skirt with both hands, and the clothes on his body collapsed under his shoulders because they were too wide.
He tilted his head and his little face was serious, "You said that if I don't kill people, just give me everything, you can't talk and don't count." ”
Li Meng didn't say anything, it seemed that she didn't plan to admit it.
Little Cyril's eyes were a little redder, and there was an extra layer of mist in it, which was pitiful to look at.
"You must not repent, or I will arrest you."
Immature milk, aggrieved.
Li Meng felt that it was shameful to sell cuteness.
How can an old bacon vampire be so skilled in pretending to be a child?
Seeing that she didn't answer, the mist in Xiao Cyril's eyes became even more obvious.
His tone softened, "Don't be angry that I lied to you, I won't be in the future, don't want me." ”
Li Meng looked cold.
Finally she turned around and stared at the round moon in silence.
Anyway, they promise others that they can do anything, and they have to count.
And the blackening punishment is too powerful.
A good actor is not normal.
What if blackening over-destroys the world?
Li Meng thought silently, forget it, in order to save the world.
What if she sacrificed it.
It's definitely not because the other party is cute, it's really just to save the world.
And Cyril, who was standing behind her, her cute and soft face instantly turned cold.
He pursed his lips, his fangs couldn't help but pop out, and his eyes became fierce.
Oh, no.
She doesn't forgive him.
Even if he turned into her favorite look, she didn't like it.
Cyril's thin lips tightened, and the distorted darkness condensed in his cold eyes.
He licked the corners of his lips lightly, feeling the sweet and greasy aroma of the girl.
If that doesn't work out, it's better not to waste time acting.
She doesn't like it anyway......
Suddenly, a hand grabbed his clothes and closed them up, wrapping around his little shoulders.
Cyril was silent.
Then he saw the girl turn around, squat down and stretch out her hands to sort out his clothes.
Finally, with an indifferent expression, she reached out and patted his hair.
"Let's go."
After speaking, she took the cute and cute him into her arms and struggled to stand up.
Under the cold moonlight, in the dark road.
Along the way, the corpses of vampire betrayers killed by Cyril.
The girl hugged him and walked to the place where the moonlight was thickest.
There is the Castle of the Bloods.
Cyril reacted, his face resting on the girl's thin shoulders.
The little coldness of her little body was dispelled by her soft and sweet temperature.
He couldn't help but reach out and hug her neck and bury his face deeper into hers.
Feel the blood under her skin, singing.
It's like the moment he saw her for the first time, he felt like the world was blooming.
The sugar is all melted.
He finally realized something and muttered in a low voice, "You like me." ”
The girl's footsteps paused, and she was silent for a while, and then walked forward without answering.
The moonlight is like melted sugar water.
Blend their figures together.
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