Chapter 53: Fighting with the Fake White Lotus (Seventeen)

Yu Huo quickly admitted his mistake, and the other party was not really trying to make things difficult for him, so he loosened his grip. The hand that was holding his wrist moved slightly, sliding across the cold chain, and slowly interlocked their fingers.

It was a very ambiguous posture, yet there was no way to resist.

He subconsciously wanted to see the two clasped hands, but unfortunately his vision was blocked and all he could see was still darkness.

Without visual distraction, his attention was completely focused on his own perception. The other person's cold fingertips brushed across his fingertips, and the thumb rubbed his finger bones lightly or heavily, gently and tenderly.

Yu Huo felt as if his heart skipped a beat and raised his chin uncomfortably.

But he was not aware of this action, stretching the lines of his neck and almost bringing his neck to the other person's mouth without reservation.

The next second, something soft brushed gently against his skin, and Yu Huo's back stiffened.

This person is kissing him? !

grass!

There is a clear difference between doing some things yourself and having others do them for you.

If you take the initiative to tease someone, it's still within the limits. But if someone else teases you, every move seems to be magnified countless times under a magnifying glass, which is unbearable.

"You want to suck my blood?" Yu Huo thought for a moment, pretending to be scared, and shrank his body back, sinking deeply into the soft bedding.

The person in front of him paused, and the next second, the sound of typing on the keyboard was heard, and the AI ​​coldly narrated the words that the other person had entered into the dialog box.

--May I?

The eyes hidden behind the silk rolled up hard.

You call this guy a coward? He actually dared to imprison himself.

You think this guy is brave? He hid his head and showed his tail, not daring to make a sound.

Yu Huo pursed his lips and sneered: "No!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the other person's hand slowly separate from his palm. Yu Huo subconsciously wanted to grab it, but his arm was trapped in place and could not move.

As if she had noticed his affectionate behavior, a light laugh escaped from her throat, and then the hand that had pulled away went behind his waist, and the body pressed down to cover him completely, holding him tightly in her arms.

The cool breath sprayed on his neck, and the misty cold air seemed to turn into a substance, spreading and diffusing inch by inch on his shoulders and neck, making him tremble with cold.

Suddenly, he felt his collar being pulled askew, exposing half of his shoulder, and at that moment, something sharp gently pressed against the smooth skin of his neck.

It was the skin that had been kissed. Yu Huo wanted to hide, but the hand that was tightly holding his waist was like an iron clamp and he couldn't break free no matter what.

Finally, the sharp point pierced through the skin and took root in the flesh. Yu Huo subconsciously cried out in pain, but the sound seemed to be crushed in the air and could not be distinguished without careful listening.

After a brief pain, he felt his blood being sucked out of his body, and at the same time, his cerebral cortex began to send signals of pleasure and excitement, as if he was walking on clouds, with no support in his body.

Then it falls, falls, falls endlessly...

Yu Huo closed his eyes tightly, a strange red flickering in his eyes, and the broken words escaped his throat with difficulty: "I don't want to become a vampire."

The teeth that were stuck in his neck were not pulled out, nor did they continue to suck blood. The sound of the phone tapping on the screen was particularly loud in the silent room.

——Don't worry, I won't do that.

In an instant, the red in Yu Huo's eyes disappeared into the dark pupil color, and his clenched fists suddenly released at this moment, as if he had accepted his fate.

Perhaps sensing that he was no longer resisting, the other party pursed her lips and swallowed his warm blood again. The whole process seemed to be magnified countless times, seemingly long but actually short.

It was not until the sharp teeth were pulled out of his flesh that Yu Huo came back to his senses. He felt as if he had no foothold in mid-air and suddenly stepped on the ground. He felt as if the other party seemed to gently lick the bite mark on his neck again.

A strange scene happened. The wound seemed to begin to heal quickly, accompanied by itching and numbness.

The next second, a satisfied sigh came to my ears.

Yu Huo moved his neck uncomfortably and asked, "Will you let me go?"

--Won't.

"Why?"

——No reason.

Yu Huo choked for a moment and deliberately asked, "Can you still lock me up forever?"

--May I?

It's the same sentence again. Last time he said no, it was useless. Didn't he still suck his blood?

So: "You ask me what's the point?"

Perhaps sensing the coldness in his voice, the other party was silent for a moment and tapped the screen again.

——Are you angry?

"Is being angry useful?"

——It’s useful, I will coax you.

Yu Huo raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyebrows exposed through the silk. "Do you still care whether the food is angry or not? What? Will anger affect the taste?"

--no.

"What is that?"

There was another long silence. Yu Huo could feel that the other person was sitting next to him, his eyes fixed on him, never leaving.

He subconsciously moved his shoulders, and the collar that had just been pulled up tilted and slid down again, revealing a large area of ​​white skin.

There was a heavy gasp in the air. Although Yu Huo didn't know what he looked like at the moment, he could imagine it a little.

“…”

The next second, cold fingers landed on his shoulders and pulled his wide V-neck back up.

——Does it count if I like you?

The smart voice on the phone sounded cold and emotionless. Yu Huo narrowed his eyes and spoke provocatively: "But I have someone I like...hiss!"

He felt the hand on his shoulder increase its strength out of control. Unlike the previous pinching of his wrist which was playful, this time it was obviously a subconscious exertion of force, without any control over his behavior.

I guess his shoulders are bruised.

But Yu Huo didn't cry out in pain...

At this moment, the other party seemed to realize something, and the fingers pinching his shoulders suddenly loosened. A hoarse and difficult voice came to his ears: "Who!"

He spoke this time, but unfortunately his voice was hardly recognizable due to his rage.

Relying on this, Yu Huo could sense that this person was not panicked by his unconscious words.

Yu Huo thought for a moment: "White Lotus."

--What?

“I like white lotus.”

Perhaps this answer satisfied the other party, and the cold atmosphere in the air began to slowly dissipate.

——Who is Bai Lianhua?

"White lotus is white lotus." Yu Huo avoided the question.

After a while, the man asked.

——You didn’t tell me because you were afraid that I would be angry and kill him?

"Oh, that's pretty smart~"

There was a light cough in the ear, as if Yu Huo's nonchalant attitude had angered him.

——Why do you like him?

Yu Huo hummed, "Is she pretty?"

——I am good-looking too.

"Come on, you dare say you're good-looking when you can't even show your face?" Yu Huo sneered, "Besides, good-looking people usually have low self-esteem. You're just being blindly confident, so you're definitely not good-looking."

There was another silence that lasted several seconds.

——What if you meet someone more handsome than him?

Yu Huo clicked his tongue: "Impossible."

Jiang Feng's face is impossible to imitate, let alone surpass.

But the other party refused to give in: - What if?

Yu Huo was annoyed by the question and thought about it seriously: "Uh... maybe I'm falling in love with someone else?"

With a clang, he heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Yu Huo tilted his head: "Is your phone okay? Pick it up and take a look!"

“…”