He almost lost his soul, and suddenly smelled the faint and thick cold fragrance that diffused from under the snow-white flesh.

It is light when it is far away, and thick when it is near.

The breath that comes out.

Like the fragrance in the erosive rose garden, the flower branches are withered and rotten, and the petals that can bloom are still fragrant and sweet, fragrant and charming.

seduces the evil desires in people's bones.

The five fingers clenched into fists like suppression, the green tendons on the back of the pale hands bulged, and the rapid flow of blood could be faintly seen. There was a tingling sensation from the wound, wave after wave.

There seemed to be a fire in his body, and the deacon closed his eyes suddenly, rolling his Adam's apple in a hurry, and tilting his head stiffly like a wood carving, and the blue tendons on his forehead bulging as if they would explode at any moment, desperately restraining the messy thoughts.

He almost enjoyed and endured the torture.

But soon, he heard a soft voice.

With a faint question.

"Are you seducing me?"

It's really just a question, and there is no belittling or intimacy in it, but from that cold face, it feels like there's a wonderful eroticism.

As if the movement had slowed down tenfold, the boy's back stiffened, and I don't know how long it took for him to open his mouth tightly and restrainedly.

"Yes, Your Highness...... Please partake of my blood. ”

At this moment, all the touches were far away from him.

Like a seriously ill patient who has lost his five senses, he can only feel a soft approach.

This was followed by a large expanse of cold incense pouring into the breath.

He was in a trance, distracted by the fact that he tolerated something that did not belong to him.

It's just a little sniffing, and it's already so stunning, if you taste it...... What a taste it is?

Maybe he's shaking too much,

Wen Xien took the time to look at him, his eyelids were drooping, his eyebrows and eyes were shy, his gorgeous face was a little misty, and he said softly in a low voice: "Don't tremble." ”

After saying that, she leaned over and pressed down again.

This time, the boy under him didn't stiffen for long.

He raised his hand, and suddenly grabbed Wen Xien's wrist, which hung at his side.

The slender wrist bone, which was only covered with a thin layer of snow flesh, had a bulging joint, a small round bone, which was very pitiful.

Unconsciously rubbing against the cartilage, he rolled his Adam's apple and swallowed in a deep, obsessive motion.

The body is so hot that it burns into a boiling fire.

He couldn't help but pull Cryo Sheen's wrist, Wen Sheen was completely attracted by his blood, and didn't pay attention to his small movements at all, in the process of vampire eating, in fact, it was difficult to be distracted, because his mind was deeply attracted by the sweetness.

Ji Zheng quietly, viciously, like a wolf eating meat, stretched out his neck to kiss the fragrant skin, and pressed it over there.

After sucking about two hundred milliliters of blood, Wen Xi'en's consciousness actually returned.

But it was the return of consciousness that made her more and more able to feel the attraction of this mellow blood to her.

Like poppies.

No!

Ten million times stronger than the poppy!

The taste of this blood is many times better than that of other people, and there is no comparison at all, after all, a blood slave is a blood slave after all, but the blood of a high-level vampire is incomparably precious.

A blood slave is, after all, a stuffy thing.

But the blood of a high-level vampire can make a vampire's body stronger.

Wen Xien paused.

The body of the person on his body was tense.

Like a piece of cold wood.

Wen Xien felt like she was sucking the blood of a piece of wood, raised her hand to pat the man's back, and slapped the ground lightly, she also called coldly: "Why are you so nervous?" Didn't you make me suck it? Get out if you're not feeling well. ”

Even if it tastes good, Wen Xien. I didn't have too much nostalgia.

After a dead silence.

The man did not speak, but slowly relaxed his body, no longer tense and painful.

Wen Xien narrowed his eyes, lazily did not move, stretched out his hand warningly, nodded the man's shoulder, and said softly: "Why are you suddenly willing to let me suck?" Are you afraid that I will starve to death? ”

It seemed that Wen Xien also wanted to laugh a little when he said this answer, and his thin red lips bent slightly.

The snow-white slender fingers poked softly at the hard shoulder.

Ji Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Xien's soft and weak movements in a heavy manner, his eyes were cold and gloomy.

But there was a perfect smile on his face, like a thick mask, which had merged with that face.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze, smelled the thick cold fragrance in the air, rolled his Adam's apple depressedly, and said in a low voice: "...... Your Highness, it is my honor to be touched by you. ”

Wen Xien laughed meaninglessly, and slapped him with a backhand.

There was a snap, not light or heavy.

But the humiliating connotation is extremely strong, and this is the consequence of the deacon's arrogance.

The original owner doesn't actually like to suck the blood of the same kind, she likes humans with warmth and beating hearts, not cold vampires like corpses.

She covets the warmth of humans, but she also hates the cold breath of vampires.

Therefore, Ji Zheng's misdeeds made Wen Xien very unhappy.

Ji Zheng's face didn't move when he was slapped, and he didn't leave any red marks, but he still knelt down very consciously.

Wen Xien didn't seem to bother to look at him again, and directly turned his head to look away.

"Get out."

There was a moment of silence after that, a moment

After that, Ji Zheng replied in a very deferential voice:

"Yes."

As soon as Ji Zheng walked out, she was the only one left in the empty room.

Wen Xien, who was sitting on the soft chair, gradually frowned, she recalled the feeling of inhaling Ji Zheng before, and her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Why does Ji Zheng's blood have such a big influence on her?

Is it just because Ji Zheng has a trace of her blood in his blood?

This seems unlikely, although it is also a bit of a reaction, but the reaction must not be as big as it was just now.

It must have been Ji Zheng who did something.

——

Yuan Xu is here.

Wein's lying under a sun umbrella is breathing in the fresh air.

The higher vampires are not afraid of the sun, but they also don't like the sun, they prefer the dark realization, so many vampires will habitually hold an umbrella when they go out to cover the annoying sun.

But Yuan Xu seemed to be different from other vampires, he came from the sun, like a knight covered in a layer of golden light, and did not have the cold and cold aura that belonged to vampires.

"Sheehan."

He called out affectionately.

Wen Xien turned his head to look over nonchalantly, the corners of his eyes were shy, pale and fragile.

Good night, little darling.

(End of chapter)