Sheehan ......

The man's voice was a little hoarse, with a slightly elongated tail note, sounding like a coquette.

Wen Xien became angry as soon as he heard his voice, "Are you annoyed?" ”

Yuan Xu was not angry when he heard it, and he came to Wen Xien, his dark eyes flashing.

"You know how many days we slept on? We slept for 4 days. ”

Warm breath sprayed on Wen Xi'an's face, and his body was filled with an aura of aggression.

Wen Xien didn't like this feeling of being suppressed, and reached out to push his chest away, "Get up, how many points do you have in your heart?" Are you trying to crush me? ”

Yuan Xu grabbed Wen Xien's hand, a trace of Wen Xien's incomprehensible emotion flashed in his eyes, and before Wen Xien could grab something, he let go of his hand.

He chuckled and said in a low voice.

"We used to sleep a lot, why do we dislike it now, something without conscience."

He said it too quietly, Wen Xien didn't hear it clearly, and wondered: "What did you say?" ”

Yuan Xu let go of his hand and sat up with a smile.

"Nothing."

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Wen Sheen returned to the castle, and there was a man standing at the door of the room.

He stood up straight, tall and muscular, with his head down and didn't know what he was thinking, looking a little depressed.

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head vigilantly, and when he saw that it was Wen Xien, his eyes instantly softened into a puddle of water.

"Your Highness, you're back."

There was a faint pain in the position of the heart, and Wen Xi'en lowered his eyelashes, looking a little impatient when he looked at the man.

"What are you doing here?" There is no emotion in the cold words.

His Highness was still angry.

Or is His Highness already aware of something?

It's that he's too anxious.

Ji Zheng frowned, her big rough hand brushed away the broken hair hanging in front of her eyes, Wen Xien pursed her lips and dodged, the soft and delicate skin and flesh on her face were painful to touch, and she raised her eyelids impatiently and glared at him: "What are you doing?" ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, for a moment the man's eyes seemed to be deep, and before she could say anything more, the man got up meekly and loyally, bent down to open the door for her, and closed it after watching Wen Xien enter.

The pain in his heart wasn't obvious, but it couldn't be ignored, and Wen Xien was blocked out so he didn't feel anything.

I had been sleeping outside for a long time, and Wen Xien didn't want to come back and go to sleep, so I went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Wen Xien wanted to pick up a few books to pass the time.

There was a regular knock at the door.

Wen Xien just picked out a book.

The door was opened, and Wen Xien flipped it casually, and when he looked back, he saw a tall man standing in the doorway.

She was wrapped in only a nightgown, and her hair was wet and somewhat pitiful to her cheeks.

Wen Xien lazily leaned on the edge of the bookshelf and raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?" ”

She looked like she was about to fall asleep, wearing black silk pajamas and no shoes on her feet, so she was in a rare relaxed posture because she was indoors.

Naked feet on the carpet, pale cyan blood vessels are especially noticeable.

Wen Xien is a rare cold white skin, with extremely white skin, even among the blood clan, it is the kind that belongs to the white excessive.

Seeing Ji Zheng coming over, he didn't speak for a long time, looking at one place blankly.

Wen Xien frowned, and stretched out his foot and kicked Ji Zheng's calf a little impatiently, "Just say something, what are you doing standing here stupidly?" ”

Wen Xien will have some physical contact with the people who are closer to him, and he will do what he wants, and he will not think so much.

The slightly cool skin crossed his calves, and there was a tingling itch in the contact, and Ji Zheng was shocked and almost took a few steps back.

As if he had done something bad, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Wen Xien, and his ears, hidden under his hair, slowly turned red.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, do you want to eat......"

It took him a long time to tell him why he was knocking.

Wen Xien put down the book in black leather packaging and circled around Ji Zheng twice as if he had hit some strange object.

In Ji Zheng's slightly uneasy gaze, he laughed meaninglessly.

Speaking of which, this deacon, no matter what she did, she did it perfectly, just by Wen Xien's eyes, Ji Zheng knew what she meant.

In Wen Xien's eyes, Ji Zheng is just a loyal and easy-to-use dog.

But now this dog is too attentive, right?

Even just a slight look at him could make his expression uneasy for thousands of years.

Wen Xien smiled and said, "You still want me to bite?" ”

Her smiling eyes made Ji Zheng's eyes more and more hot.

"Your Highness......"

For the first time, the man cowered, not daring to say it too clearly, for fear of making the uncertain prince unhappy.

Wen Xien didn't know what Ji Zheng thought, but he knew the meaning of his eyes, after all, Wen Xien had seen too much of this kind of look.

I felt funny and sarcastic in my heart.

It's a pity that Wen Xien just wanted to sneer, his thoughts were recalled, Wen Xien looked up, and the man standing silently in front of him had a rough and hoarse voice, as if he had been burned by fire, and called her in a low voice: "Your Highness......"

Wen Xien didn't bother to pay attention to him, and the next second, she suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance that made her soul tremble.

Wen Xien looked up blankly, his legs were weak and couldn't hold on, and he fell into the man's arms weakly, his flushed cheeks pressed against the man's chest, and the water vapor wet his eyelashes, and a shadow hung down when he was wet.

The strong hunger came suddenly, Wen Xien raised his eyes to look, and clearly saw a small wound on Ji Zheng's lower lip.

It was oozing blood, and she couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

It stands to reason that Wen Xien shouldn't have such a big reaction, the stronger the vampire, the stronger the self-control, and it will never get out of control because of blood.

And Wen Xien dared to guarantee that there was no injury on Ji Zheng's lips when he first came in, so he bit it on purpose.

I don't know if it's because he hasn't eaten for a few days, Wen Xien felt a pain in that part of his stomach.

The blood oozing from the lip flap is sweet and light, and just smelling it is like a clear spring pouring into the throat.

Wen Xien was hooked, and tried her best to support the man's shoulders and knelt up, her expression was ugly, it could be said that she was a little gloomy, she desperately tried to suppress her instinctive desire, and the hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat, revealing the sweat oozing from the pale and sickly flesh.

"You, you're so bold."

It was originally a very imposing sentence, but she said it in a panting tone, without any power, and added a bit of lust.

Ji Zheng slowly approached, a drop of blood condensed on his thin lips, and tried his best to seduce His Royal Highness the Prince who was still struggling and enduring in front of him.

(End of chapter)