The pale fingers touched the skin coldly, and the invisible pressure exerted from his body suppressed his body, and he couldn't make any movement at all, only watching his head move slowly. Slowly landed on his neck, and the pale fingers were still slowly touching it, and he was creepy to the touch.

"Soon, my dear, soon we will be together forever."

The murmuring voice seemed to come from hell, and Yan Zijiao only felt creepy, and scolded Dabao half to death in his heart. Obviously, he was fine before, but when he came here, he suddenly became the first hug.

Don't......

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Yan Zijiao finally determined one thing, this vampire must have recognized him. Thinking that vampires can know a lot of things as long as they come into contact with blood, Yan Zijiao suddenly shuddered.

Sharp teeth against his neck, if you push hard, you will bite deeply, and he will become a vampire.

"Bastard!"

At the moment when the skin was about to be punctured, the pressure swept over the sky, and Yan Zijiao only felt a strong wind brushing his cheeks, and the cold and biting feeling suddenly disappeared. When he looked up, he saw Alan holding his ribs with his hands, kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, his already pale face full of fear.

Before he had time to delve deeper, he was held in his arms by a soft body, "Brother, brother, are you okay?" ”

He lowered his head to face a pear blossom with rain, and his clear eyes were full of anxiety and worry, as he was able to melt his heart as before. He shook his head and didn't speak, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he didn't know what to say.

"Are you really okay?" Finch looked back and forth uneasily, and after finally making sure that there was no harm, she turned back to look at Alan.

With each step she took forward, Allen's head lowered, and finally she fell directly to the ground, kneeling reverently. At this time, he finally determined that that it was not a hallucination, but a real thing. It's just that the rank in front of him is too high, if he doesn't want him to feel it, he won't notice it at all.

"You say I killed, what will your father say?" It is still a pleasant and agile voice, but it is full of killing intent at the moment.

"My lord, please spare my life!" Alan said in an authentic Beijing accent, and his trembling voice was not as charming as the previous teasing of Yan Zijiao, and he lay on the ground embarrassed and couldn't bear to look at it.

"Spare you?" The finch smiled coldly. "The people of the Giovanni family have really fallen to this point and want to persecute an ordinary person? If you want to hug my brother for the first time, don't talk about you, even your father is not qualified for this! ”

With a cold little face, the finch slowly raised its head and fingers and landed on Alan's head, who obediently donated his blood. The finch did not ask for it, but put it on his head for a while before taking it away.

"Send a message to your father and ask him to come to me!"

"Yes, sir!" Alan knew that his life was on hold, and his voice finally stopped shaking.

Yan Zijiao watched from the side from beginning to end, and did not say a word at all, knowing that the finch turned around and looked at him with timid eyes, he sighed leisurely. took the initiative to hold her hand, and the two returned to the hotel together.

As for the surveillance in the hotel, it was controlled by Allen and nothing was filmed.

The atmosphere in the room was very strange, where Yan Zijiao sat down, and only after a long time did he ask, "Don't you have anything to say?" ”