Shen Zhizhi's eyebrows and eyes were charming and affectionate, and the little blood color on her lips made her look like a pure-blooded vampire among the aristocrats of the century.

Every frown and smile is filled with an oppressive nobility and charm.

"Baby's blood is sweet."

She opened her red lips slightly, bit Yan Yu'an's wrist with her snow-white teeth, and sniffed her prey.

The little prey was not afraid of the beautiful vampire. His face flushed, his hair slightly curled, "If it's sweet, sister can drink more."

Shen Zhizhi was reluctant to bite Yan Yuan's lips again, so she rubbed them gently with her fingers to heal the broken skin.

"Sister is full and doesn't want to drink anymore."

The little prey hummed.

Looking at her with loving eyes.

Shen Zhizhi pulled the person into her arms, "Baby, I'm a little sleepy, take a nap."

The mental corrosiveness of the mental hospital still existed. After cleaning up, Shen Zhizhi still felt a little tired and wanted to hold the baby and take a nap to recuperate.

Yan Yuan put his ear to Shen Zhizhi's heart, and the beating sound over there was warm and powerful.

His eyes were obsessed, "Okay."

There was no light in the room, and the snow-white long hair was entangled around Miss Fox's limbs like a naughty child.

Miss Fox's skin was warm, and her long hair was wrapped tightly around her body shyly.

Shen Zhizhi was still asleep, she didn't open her eyes, she grabbed a strand of her naughty snow-white hair, her voice lazy.

"If you keep messing around, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed tomorrow."

Snow hair frizzes.

She nodded obediently.

Shen Zhizhi let go of his hand, rubbed his sweet and soft wife, and fell asleep.

Yan Yu'an was still a little afraid of those big things. He was not mentally prepared yet, so he stopped fooling around.

He buried his head in his sister's chest and fell asleep with her.