Lujia Mansion.

Lu Jinhan didn't sleep very well, and vaguely had a dream.

In the dream, Song Yinyin was wearing a white dress, and her long seaweed-like hair was softly scattered, and seaweed-like hair was spread over his shoulders.

She stretched out her slender fingers, fiddling and flirting with his face, as if she were playing.

He was tickled by her, and couldn't help but catch her little hand.

There was a rush of irritability in his heart, and he turned over and pressed her under his body.

He pressed down the heat surging in his body, sweat running down his well-defined chest, across the furrows between the eight-pack abs, and onto her porcelain-white skin.

She giggled, her voice softly moaning, and a sweet scent rushed into his nose, making him even more unable to extricate himself, and domineering and imprisoned her.

Suddenly, the next second, he hugged her.

Suddenly, something strange happened to her body.

She writhed her body in pain, her little face wrinkled, and large cold sweats broke out from her forehead.

Not only that, but she began to vomit blood in large gulps......

The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

When he opened his eyes and looked around, there was no one beside him, it turned out that he had just had a nightmare.

How could there be such a spooky nightmare?

Lu Jin Han couldn't help but curse, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, damn it, what the hell is going on with him......

He took a deep breath in frustration, and turned his head to see that there was no one around him, except for a faint fragrance left.

He had a sense of time and space disorder, and in a trance, he felt that the scene where she cried for a long time in his arms last night was just a dream?

A casual glance at the light of his eyes found a post-it note on the bedside table.

He picked it up and looked at it, and Juanxiu's slender line of words: [Last night, thank you. 】

It wasn't a dream.

The corners of Lu Jinhan's mouth outlined a shallow and good-looking curve.

He got up and went to the closet, took a shirt and a pair of trousers, and showed off his muscular texture, honey-colored skin, and abs without fat.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to take off his coat, suddenly, an irrepressible tingling sensation spread from his body to his limbs.

He subconsciously held on to the things around him, and unexpectedly, he knocked down a glass ornament.

Bang Dong –

There was a sharp and piercing sound, and the expensive glass ornament was smashed to pieces.

When Rong Bo heard the noise, he quickly went upstairs and pushed the door in.

As far as the eye could see, Lu Jinhan's clothes were half open, and his body seemed to be weightless, half leaning on the edge of the closet.

He looked in pain, his hands clutching tightly on the closet siding.

While gasping for breath, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his body.

If you look closely, his forehead is covered with green muscles, there are clearly distinguishable beads of sweat on his forehead, his eyes are red, instantly congested, and his appearance is very terrifying......

This familiar scene shocked Rong Bo's heart.

"Young Master, what are you...... Fast! Get to bed and lie down! ”

Suddenly, he realized something.

Without saying anything, Rong Bo immediately reached out to support Lu Jinhan's body and helped him to the side of the bed to lie down.

Lu Jin Han closed his eyes and waited for the unbearable pain to pass.

Rong Bo didn't ask much, and he didn't dare to touch him.

Because he knew that the reason why Lu Jinhan had this reaction was because tomorrow was the night of the full moon, and the poison of his blood curse was about to attack!