251 The Immortal Who Smuggled the West (10)

Ona had just heard Troy's words clearly.

As a vampire, she could understand what the phrase "hungry" meant.

Plus the scars on the neck of the Quling kite...

She was almost certain that the two men were bored, and after making up her mind, she got up and followed.

Although she knew that Troy might be angry, she wanted to see it for herself and confirm her suspicions.

Troy pulled Qu Ling Kite to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, this world even the bathroom is unisex, there are many cubicles in it, and it can be locked.

"What are you doing?" Qu Lingkite was pulled into a cubicle and looked at him with a frown.

The door lock had been tightened, and there were two people standing in the cramped space, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Troy bowed his head with an indifferent expression: "Figure out your position, you have no right to refuse me." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and pierced the delicate flesh of Quling Kite with his fangs.

In his worldview, food is food, and no matter how interesting the food is, it cannot go against his will to eat.

"Uh..." The sudden pain made Qu Lingkite tremble violently, and then tremble with anger, "I..."

Before she could say something, her lips were covered with her hands, and she couldn't open her mouth.

Troy whispered in her ear, "Shhh ”

The way he eats now is not very elegant, how can people know.

Ona tiptoed into the toilet, suppressed her shame, bent over, and looked at the cubicle through the bottom slit.

When she went to the innermost, she saw four feet in the compartment, and the man's shoes were familiar, it was Troy.

The air was also filled with the scent of blood, an incense that Ona had never seen before.

Troy is a little more special than other vampires, and can smell human blood through the flesh and skin. Other vampires, on the other hand, can only smell the scent mixed into the air when the person is injured.

Standing outside the cubicle, Ona closed her eyes and stared at the door of the cubicle.

Nowadays, it is rare for vampires to eat in this way, and even some small families raise their own slaves.

Only those homeless vampires will randomly find someone to bite on the street. As a result, this primitive way of eating has gradually become a manifestation of desolation.

Another possibility is that both parties have become partners.

In Ona's cognition, Troy could not be that kind of ridiculous person, the only possibility is that he fell in love with Qu Lingkite, a woman with a special background, a special appearance, and a special taste of blood.

This is also the last thing that Ona can bear.

Think of what Troy said that night: I only promised my mother to try, but I never recognized your status.

Oona's sense of crisis rose to the top.

Troy has a super ability to perceive, and others can sense a little bit of the outside when they are in the cubicle.

Apparently someone had been standing outside the cubicle for a long time, and although he didn't know who the other person was, Troy was upset.

Qu Ling's consciousness has begun to blur, and her eyes, which were originally as clear as black jewels, seem to be covered with a layer of fog, half-squinting, but you can still see a trace of dissatisfaction in the bottom of your eyes.

Lifting his head above her shoulders, Troy's tone sounded very displeased, "Who's out there?"

O Na had secretly followed her to take a peek, but was startled by his dull voice, and hurriedly pushed the door with the hem of her skirt and walked outside the bathroom.

Back in the classroom, she put her white hands on the desk, fingers in a daze.

Do you want to do it?

The last time she dealt with Erin, she had already experienced the ease of taking demons.

If she relies on strength alone, she can't beat Erin, but having the invincible ability to win demons makes her a little addicted.

But she hasn't fully recovered her energy yet, and she may have to rest at home for a while if she uses it again.

Erin entered the Noble Magic Academy of Levon through the normal exam, while Qu Lingyuan entered the Noble Magic Academy of Levon through the transfer exam.

In a way, Qu Ling Kite may be stronger than that Erin.

Ona clenched her fists, unable to make up her mind for a moment.

In the bathroom, Qu Lingkite collapsed into Troy's arms again.

This matter was very troublesome for Troy, who did not want to take care of a "food" at all, but the taste of Quling Kite was simply poppy to him, addictive and addictive.

As a possessive person, he is reluctant to let others touch his food.

And Qu Lingyuan is not a slave, with his mother's upright personality, he will never be allowed to forcibly buy an ordinary citizen home.

What a hassle.

Troy resigned himself to his fate, picked up the quling kite with both hands, and walked to the classroom.

He didn't want to leave directly during class, but Qu Lingyuan was different, she was an ordinary student, and if she wanted to take her out of the classroom, she had to inform the tutor, otherwise her future study career might be very difficult.

Ona was still hesitating, when she saw Troy swaggering into the classroom with Qu Ling's kite.

All the students in the classroom were embarrassed.

The rumored Troy who was reluctant to touch women is a thing of the past.

Before the tutor could return to the classroom, Troy returned to his seat with Qu Ling Kite in his arms.

"Troy, you—" Ona's face was not very good-looking.

She hasn't done any intimate action with Troy in front of everyone, and she is what everyone calls a real fiancée.

However, Troy was very impatient: "Say whatever you want to say." ”

Ona didn't think about what to say, but she was completely shut down by his start, and lowered her head to grow mushrooms in the corner next to her.

The tutor soon returned to the classroom, and his first reaction was to see if Troy was still there, and when he saw Qu Ling Kite in his arms, even the tutor opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

Troy went his own way, completely ignoring the surprise of others, and walked up to the podium with the unconscious Quling Kite in his arms in front of everyone.

"She fainted. Troy didn't say a word, not even a word about asking for leave.

But the tutor understood what he meant, and his lips were so busy that his tongue was still knotted in his mouth: "Ahh ”

Troy nodded and turned to leave.

Putting Qu Ling Kite back on the bed in the mansion room, he left without stopping.

After leaving the room, he stood at the door and stared at his arm for a while, always feeling that there was no difference between Qu Ling's weight and not.

The slaves in the family all looked "healthy", not too fat and not too thin. The person in charge of the care of those slaves said that slaves who were too thin were more likely to get sick after their blood was drawn, and those who couldn't do magic were more likely to die when they got sick.

Troy was thinking about whether to make Quling Kite fatter so that he could ensure that he would not run out of food in the future.