"Didn't Lambert teach you how to hunt?"

Fan Zhuo looked at the girl struggling on the bed and asked.

The taste of blood was like a sweet strawberry cake, eroding Chen Xi's brain.

Chen Xi's whole person was almost fished out of the water, the sweat that was constantly oozing wet the roots of her hair, and the gauze skirt was also a little transparent, faintly exuding a trace of fragile beauty.

She unleashed her batwing wings and wrapped her entire upper body.

"Please, Prince Fanzhuo, take her away."

Chen Xi's words were like the whispers of a demon, but they radiated the light of an angel.

Fan Zhuo looked at her like this, as if something hit her heart.

"It's a nuisance."

He threw the girl out of the door, and the old tailor who was outside the room immediately took his granddaughter in his arms and left.

Fan Zhuo took off his coat, took the girl on the bed into his arms, and gently patted her back.

"Bite it."

Fan Zhuo's neck is white and slender, and his collarbones are extremely delicate, just like his face, very perfect.

Desire finally triumphed over reason, Chen Xi did not hesitate at all, and took a bite at Fan Zhuo's neck.

Fan Zhuo was obviously in pain for a moment, frowned, and then relaxed.

Damn, Prince Lao Tzu, you still have to supply blood to a blood servant, if you can't kill Lambert, I'll be the first to suck you dry.

Chen Xi sucked vigorously without mercy, just like drinking ice cola in summer.

The room was extremely quiet, except for the sound of Chen Xi swallowing blood.

As soon as Fan Zhuo's blood entered his stomach, Chen Xi's body felt much better, and the sensation coming from his brain changed from a burning feeling of thirst for blood to a warm feeling of satiety.

Ten seconds later, she reluctantly left Fan Zhuo's neck, touched her already full stomach, and hiccuped a blood-smelling hiccups.

Seeing that she was quiet, Fan Zhuo also let go of the hand that was holding her and distanced himself from her.

The feminine soft feel still lingered on him, and he put on his coat again, and the bite marks on his neck were healing rapidly.

"Thank you."

Chen Xi was a little awkward, she actually drank Fan Zhuo's blood.

"No, just remember what you said."

Fan Zhuo regained his composure and opened his mouth to remind.

"I see."

Chen Xi lowered her head slightly, her current pupils were completely the same as Lambert's, extremely light blue, like a shallow sea, and if she was not careful, she would be addicted to it.

……

Chen Xi wore a gorgeous white wedding dress, with a starry wreath and a snow-white veil on his head, and walked down the stairs from the second floor.

In the hall on the first floor, everyone stopped talking and focused their eyes on this lucky girl.

With the protection of Prince Fanzhuo, there is nothing to worry about in this life.

A few cruel eyes seemed to rip off Chen Xi's flesh and blood, and she walked into the crowd extremely naturally, walking towards one of the protagonists today, without caring about others at all.

Fan Zhuo looked very ascetic in a gray suit, and his silver-white hair was extremely bright in the crowd.

He naturally took one of Chen Xi's hands and kissed it lightly on his lips, causing many of the blood clans present to gasp.

[Ding-Lambert's love value is 60.] 】

Chen Xi evoked a smile, and the whole person snuggled in Fan Zhuo's arms, looking very happy.

Everyone present praised them for their compatibility, as if they were a natural pair.

When Van Zhuo pulled the ring box out of his pocket, Lambert couldn't disguise it anymore.

"Let her go!"

He was the appearance of a viscount under Fan Zhuo at this time, and as soon as he spoke, the disguise quickly disappeared.