Then bite her fragile neck.

The mouth was stained with a slightly sweet smell of blood, Lu Guining still bit hard and refused to let go, he took the soft meat in his mouth, eager to tear it off, chewed it carefully and swallowed it into his stomach.

Let that person taste the pain too.

……

Lu Guining is crazy.

Ji Zheng's pen paused, it had been pending for too long, and he didn't notice a drop of vermilion ink dripping on the delicate paper. The blood also seems to fall on the empty face of the person in the painting.

The tone of the person who came was very cold, as if it was a normal thing, but it was not normal, if the dead were normal, then the crazy people were not normal.

Because His Highness will not keep people who are still crazy.

Ji Zheng wiped his hands with wet towels and put on clean white gloves.

He came to His Royal Highness's room, the window was open, and the slender figure stood there for an unknown amount of time.

Ji Zheng walked over silently, he was relatively close, and the hair in front of him was blown by the wind and occasionally touched his face, itching, making him want to reach out and grab it.

As soon as his gaze was lowered, the pale and flawless neck He Ran printed this deep tooth mark, because the wound was too deep, and the blood was overflowing, so the healing was relatively slow.

The slight tingling pain in her neck brought Wen Xien back to her senses, and she instantly frowned and looked at it coldly.

The tall and muscular man bowed his head respectfully, and he wiped the blood from his neck with his fingers, and he didn't look unusual.

Wen Xien didn't like this posture a little, and took a step to the side.

The hand that had paused in mid-air froze for a moment before it drooped, his blood-stained fingers hidden behind him, and the dark clouds rolled under his eyes.

——

Lu Guining didn't know what stimulated him from the prince and was driven crazy.

When he came back pale and distraught, he threw things and lost his temper. Crying and laughing, his blood-red eyes looked like he wanted to kill.

The people who tried to stop it were all hit on the head and bleeding, but luckily they were just ordinary vampires, and these little things were nothing to them.

What's even more surprising is that even if Lu Guining has become like this, His Royal Highness the Prince still ordered to take good care of him, without the slightest intention of driving him out or wanting to kill him.

The corners of Ji Zheng's lips hooked meaninglessly, and there was silence on his cool and quiet face, and the antiquities carved in jade and stone seemed to be easy and unwavering.

……

"What are you keeping me for?! How long will I be? ”

The sound of crackling and throwing things was accompanied by the man's heart-rending and sharp questioning.

There was nothing in his eyes, as if he was caught up in his own conjectures, questioning himself, and going crazy with himself.

That person, how could she be so ruthless?

She was awake from beginning to end, and he was the only one who struggled in the abyss, and the man who pushed him into the abyss stood high, looking at him with pity and indifference.

She just stretched out her hand on a whim, but he stupidly thought that he was here to redeem his hope, and he grabbed it desperately, and then was thrown away mercilessly.

Everything is directed and acted by himself.

He is the most ridiculous and pathetic existence.

Lu Guining's face was calm and indifferent.

"You're different from them, you make me feel warm."

The cold and cold voice seemed to have the breath of fireworks, as if it was in his ears, gentle and affectionate.

Somehow, a cold tear rolled out of the corner of his eye and slipped down, dripping on his clothes, leaving a tear, snorting as if in pain, clenching his teeth, and curling up against the spasm and pain from his viscera and subconsciously pulling his body, so as not to be noticed.

"Come up and sleep with me."

The strong fragrance penetrated the tip of his nose, empty and ethereal, he wanted to touch it, but he didn't dare, or from that moment he was moved for a moment.

He was also addicted to it for a moment, but Wen Xien's eyes looked at him like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the fire in his heart, leaving only cold hatred.

"What did I do wrong?" His eyes were clearly about to cry, but there were no tears to fall, and they seemed to be bright as if he was choosing someone to eat. The smile on his face became more and more brilliant and arrogant, as if it was about to overflow.

He picked up a sharp glass shard from the ground as if he was stunned, his eyelashes trembled violently, but his hand did not tremble at all, the sharp horns were deeply cut from the corners of his eyes, and a long blood mark flowed, and the perfect face instantly became bloody and blurred.

"Bang!"

Splinters smashed to the ground.

Lu Guining staggered back a step, crying and laughing, looking crazy.

"Is it still like? Doesn't it look like it?! ”

——

Wen Xien went to see him, and she was stunned when she saw the man's miserable face.

But the man smiled like crazy, he rushed to Wen Xi'en's face, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, he didn't miss Wen Xi'en's slightly frowning brows, as if he had scratched her sore spot, the surging pleasure made his nerves in extreme excitement, and he watched Wen Xi'en's reaction with high interest.

Wen Xien had no other expression except for the surprise at the beginning, she looked at Lu Guining lightly, as if she was looking at a corpse without temperature.

Before leaving, Wen Xien just shook his head and said in a flat tone.

"Not like that."

At that moment, Lu Guining couldn't say what it felt, but he felt like an empty piece in his heart, and the pain was so bad that he couldn't breathe smoothly.

This time it was really completely abandoned.

Lu Guining "fell out of favor".

His Royal Highness the Prince has not seen him since, and all kinds of blood slaves have begun to enter and leave that room, and he is no longer Lu Guining's only one.

But no one was called in from that room twice.

His Royal Highness, who is cold and indifferent, seems to be cloudy and sunny every day.

When you are in a good mood, the day is fine, and when you are in a bad mood, others will also suffer.

The attitude towards everyone is different. No one knows what she likes or what she thinks.

She was sometimes as rumored to be, violent and frightening.

Sometimes it is gentle, and it will give the other party the false feeling that they cherish you.

In fact, if His Royal Highness the Prince is normal, he will still be very fascinated by those blood slaves, after all, in the process of sucking blood, both parties can get a sense of mental excitement.

What's more, His Royal Highness is still so beautiful, even her pity is flattering.

The giant crystal lamp on the top has been turned on, and the light is shining.

The brilliant light fell, and the prince's hair jumped between the prince's hair, which was lazily reclining on a large wide chair below.

Extreme white, extreme black, extreme temptation.

The tall and sturdy man stepped forward without any sense of existence.

There is a typo dripping me

(End of chapter)