Although I really wanted to drink blood, when Danny appeared with a tray, I still subconsciously frowned and began to resist.

"Didn't you say you wanted it?" Lard smiled as he took the cup from the tray and brought it to my lips, "I got it with great difficulty, so don't waste it." ”

Pouting and looking at Rirald, and then at the cup containing most of the blood, I slowly opened my mouth and swallowed the blood.

Licking my lips, I didn't feel as energetic as I used to feel after school, on the contrary, I was surprised by the feeling of not being able to get enough of it.

"I still want to ......" I took Llard's hand to put the cup back on the tray, my eyes eagerly looking at the little blood left in the cup.

Putting the cup back on the tray and waving Danny away, Riillard looked at me with a frown, "When did you start wanting to drink blood so much?"

Knowing that there was no blood to drink, I stare impatiently at my legs, pouting and refusing to speak.

Lillard leaned over and took me in his arms, and whispered in my ear like a child, "Hatherine is the best, tell me, wait a minute, let you have enough." ”

"Really?" I looked up with a glint in my eyes when I heard Rirad's condition.

"Of course!"

Riillard smiled sincerely, at least as I seem, that he managed to trick me into trusting me into telling me what he wanted to know.

I lowered my head and thought for a while, "I don't remember the exact time, probably after I came back from Nancheng, it was just a feeling at that time, I felt that sometimes I would be irritable, your hand was cut by the glass, and when blood was dripping, I was very irritable, and I wanted to drink blood inexplicably......"

I don't know if it was the smell of Leillard's blood that made me want to drink blood, but it was after Leillard bled that I especially wanted to drink blood.

I have to say that Lard's blood is more fragrant than human blood, which makes people very appetizing.

"So my queen wants to tear me apart. Lerard looked at me with a smirk and raised his hand to stroke my hair, "If you really can't help it one day, you're welcome." ”

I smiled coldly, leaned over to Llard's neck, and licked it gently, "I heard that the king's blood is a great supplement, so I want to taste it when the time comes......"

Leillard hugged me against the head of the bed, ran one hand through my hair, and sighed softly, as if he had something to say, but he didn't say it after all.

Leaning on Lelard's arms, I slowly fell asleep again, and before I lost consciousness, I suddenly remembered that it seemed that Rirad's promise had not been fulfilled, and that I would let me drink blood at will, and I don't know if he would admit it when he woke up.

Because he slept in Rirad's arms, he slept peacefully, and fell asleep deeply, and his dreams no longer seemed to be as black as before.

The eyes are full of red, and I don't know whose wedding it is.

Slowly walking around the room, I didn't find an exit, not even a window, strangely enough, such a confined space, but it didn't bring me any fear.

With no one with me, I sat on the floor by myself and looked around the empty room, which was red except red, red like blood, and my eyes were in a trance.

I closed my eyes and wanted to rest, but before I knew it, I fell asleep again.

It's just that this time the feeling is completely incomparable to the feeling of sleeping in Rirad's arms.