Wen Xien stayed in the castle for a few days of unsatisfactory days, and finally waited for the day when the male protagonist appeared.

It just so happened that Yuan Xu asked Wen Xien to come out, and Wen Xien, who had always been reluctant to go out, almost changed his clothes and ran out.

This clubhouse is very secluded, located in some corners of the blood clan, don't look far away, but there are several limited-edition sports cars parked at the door, which is a gold cave frequented by their group of high-level blood clans.

After Wen Xien handed the key to the doorman, he followed the waiter who led the way into a private room.

As soon as he opened the door, there was a pungent smell of smoke and alcohol, and Wen Xien choked back a few steps, his brows furrowed slightly.

Inside, there was a miasma, a group of old monsters who didn't know how many years old they had lived were dancing passionately in the dim light, drinking was scattered all over the ground, and some people even staged a restricted scene in public.

Wen Xien set his eyes on the man sitting quietly in the corner, the man had a cigarette in his mouth, and the woman next to him ignored his cold face, enchanting around him, trying to leave a few ambiguous lipstick marks on his neck.

He looked at Wen Xien through the smoke, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly spit out the cigarette in his mouth and extinguished it.

Yuan Xu pushed away the woman on his body, walked quickly to the front, and showed his first smile tonight, "Why did you come so soon." ”

The man's eyebrows are cold and hard, and he looks fierce when he has a cold face, and he looks unkind, but when he laughs, he has a faint warmth, which is an inexplicable contrast.

Wen Xien was about to speak, Chen Yun, who was playing dice on the side, noticed Wen Xien's arrival, he got up in surprise, grabbed Wen Xien's shoulder, and said in a weird way.

"Yo, who's this?"

"You've been in the lair for so long, I thought you wouldn't be willing to come out."

"If you don't see each other, come, let my brother kiss one!"

As he spoke, he pursed his lips exaggeratedly and approached Wen Xien.

Wen Xien pushed his face away and scolded with a smile: "Neurotic." ”

Chen Yun was not angry when he was scolded, he smiled and chirped.

"Fragrant."

Wen Xien was spicy and retracted his gaze by the scene in front of him.

She didn't take it seriously, after all, Chen Yun was not used to it.

"What have you been doing these days? Why can't I see me when I go to you? ”

Yuan Xu held his head with his hands, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the smile on his face had not disappeared since Wen Xien came over.

The man was very tall, but in front of Wen Xien, he was never aggressive, and he was not annoyed when he was turned away, on the contrary, he complained and was aggrieved.

Where does Wen Xien still have the heart to go out to meet people, with a few tooth marks on his neck?

The vampire's spit has the effect of healing wounds, but Wen Xi'an's flesh is so brittle and white that although the wounds heal, the traces will take a few days to erase.

And I was troubled by that vampire who bullied the king, and I didn't have the heart to go out to play and meet people.

Wen Xien walked with his mind and said to Yuan Xu very perfunctorily: "Tired, sleeping." ”

Yuan Xu, who was perfunctory, just laughed lowly, thinking that Wen Xien was still annoyed about the events of that day.

There was a human sitting next to Wen Xien, with a sweet smell all over his body, but unfortunately Wen Xien was too full to eat and had no desire at all.

High-level vampires don't go crazy at the sight of blood like low-level vampires, on the contrary, they can control their desires well, unless it is pure blood, noble blood.

Yuan Xu on the side didn't know whether it was deliberate or unintentional, obviously the location was very large, so he had to come to Wen Xien's side.

Looking at the human who was eager to stick to Wen Xien, he frowned and said, "You, go away." ”

The human being was a little unwilling, she bit her lip, she didn't want to let go of this opportunity to get close to the High Prince, and looked at Wen Hope with pitiful eyes, hoping to get a trace of pity.

But Wen Xi'en didn't have the slightest intention of retaining in his eyes.

Seeing that the human beings refused to leave, Chen Yun also lowered his face: "Why don't you get out of here, why are you stunned?" ”

Chen Yun has beautiful blonde hair, this face is very pleasing, looks well-behaved and milky, and is the favorite appearance of young people, but it is very bluffing when he has a cold face.

The human shrank down, just an ordinary human being, it is actually difficult to survive in the blood clan, unless it is a pet favored by the High Prince, then the identity will become completely different.

No Blood Slave wants to live a humble life among the Bloods.

But a vampire of Chen Yun's level is not an existence that a small human can afford to provoke, if she makes this group of vampires unhappy, the means of this group of vampires alone are enough for her to eat a pot.

After weighing the pros and cons, the human race had no choice but to leave in disgrace.

Squeezed out the annoying people, Yuan Xu returned to his grinning appearance.

"You're just so good at talking, anyone dares to lean on you."

Chen Yun hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Who knew that Wen Xien didn't raise his eyes and said, "They are comfortable." ”

Yuan Xu's expression changed, and the smile on his eyebrows faded a little, "I'm making you uncomfortable." ”

As if he didn't see the dissatisfaction in his eyes, Wen Xien nodded seriously and commented indifferently.

"You're cold and hard, and it's uncomfortable to lean on."

Yuan Xu's collar instantly became gloomy, and he raised his big rough and pale hand to knead Wen Xi'en's face rudely.

The face under the palm of his hand is too small, not even as big as his palm, and it feels soft and soft to the touch, like a glutinous rice.

He didn't know how to start, and when Wen Xien pushed his hand away, there were already one or two fingerprints on his pale and sickly face, pale pink, like pale peach petals.

Yuan Xu looked at the two red marks in a daze, his palms seemed to be burned, and they were slightly tightened, as if he was shaking but not as if he was not.

The coldness between Wen Xien's eyebrows faded a little, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, provoking Chen Yun next to him to scream.

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S City Commercial Residential Center.

The raindrops the size of peas slapped heavily on the body, and there was a noisy sound of rain between the heavens and the earth.

The rain was pouring down, black clouds were rolling and roaring in the distance, and the wind was howling, blowing up a cold rain.

The door of Yuan's house was pushed open, and the man who walked down in the wind and rain was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his leather shoes were clean, and the dim sky light crossed his angular, handsome and mature face, and he stepped into the hall quickly, his momentum was indifferent, and his voice was low and cold.

There were already several people sitting on the sofa in the hall, but their expressions didn't look good, pale as a piece of paper, and in the humid weather, they actually sweated their clothes.

The sound of its regular footsteps, like stepping on the tip of their hearts, grew paler and paler as they got closer.

Until the person approached, the moment the man wrapped in the cold wind came, the strong air pressure made them tremble and stand up.

(End of chapter)