Chapter 37 Chapter 37 Don’t have performance anxiety.
In a way, Su Cheng was quite touched, after all, everyone was willing to help.
Considering the situation of the curse, they all have to take risks.
——Even if they are all masters, they should not be really hurt, but the danger cannot be ignored.
But if you think about it carefully, that certain vampire must have bad intentions.
In the original novel, she was always happy to be intimate with Lin Yun.
Lin Yun had no guard against this beautiful opposite sex at all, and as a result, he was almost drained of blood. If it weren't for his halo as the protagonist, he would have died.
It wasn't that she wanted to kill Lin Yun on purpose, she just couldn't control herself for a moment.
It is also said that people who have their blood sucked by vampires will feel very good, so Lin Yun was unable to resist in time.
Su Cheng: “…”
She felt that the gender-swapped version wasn't much better in this regard, and might still want to take the opportunity to have a few drinks.
Although she could bind him with a contract, since the other party already knew that she was a person favored by the God of Contract, he might have some bad intentions about it.
As for a certain blood mage?
Most likely they still treat her as experimental material.
So only the team leader is a good person.
but--
never mind.
Magic is more reliable.
"Fighting Qi also has physical issues. Some physiques cannot tolerate fighting Qi of certain attributes..."
Su Cheng said uncertainly, looking up at the blood mage across from him, "Besides, I'm a magician. Although my magic power is different from yours, it's better than having never touched Dou Qi before."
She paused. "So, theoretically, the magic should take effect faster? I'm actually quite curious about what a blood mage's magic feels like, but, you don't mind, do you?"
Camus was about to speak.
Su Cheng added, "You're going to waste your magic power."
Camus: “…………”
So this is what she was talking about.
Sasha rolled his eyes and picked up his glass again with a lack of interest. "Looks like we're out, Captain."
Kai ignored him, "We're downstairs."
"For you, magic power is indeed more efficient than fighting spirit," Camus stood up. "If you are sure, then let's go."
For some reason, Su Cheng always felt that his steps were a little lighter.
As they ascended the spiral wooden staircase, the aroma of damp mustiness, ale, and bacon filled them.
The doors of the guest rooms on the second floor were all closed, and a young man was cleaning the corridor.
Su Cheng took out two silver coins and handed them to her.
The man took it, fished a bunch of keys from his pocket, and took one of them out. "Room seven, go that way, the third door on the right."
The corridor was covered with a faded animal hair carpet, the edges of which were worn to the point that the burlap backing was visible. The candlelight from the two wall lamps was dim, and the sound of flying insects could be faintly heard around the glass lampshades.
The furnishings in the room are simple.
A slightly smaller wooden bed, the mattress filled with dried straw, covered with a light-colored linen cover that looked fairly clean.
There was a round wooden table and two chairs in front of the window. On the table were knives and forks, as well as bacon, cheese and a small barrel of ale, and two chipped wooden cups next to them.
Camus glanced around the room, his expression unremarkable, "...Do you know how to use other people's magic?"
Su Cheng couldn't help but gasp as he closed the door. "Maybe. I once cast magic together with someone else. To be more precise, I borrowed his magic power?"
The blond man was about to speak when his gaze suddenly paused.
The girl's skin was flushed unnaturally, and fine beads of sweat slid down the sides of her face, quickly soaking the collar and chest of her clothes.
Her breathing became more and more rapid, as if something was burning inside her body, burning away her sanity.
Su Cheng grabbed the collar.
The heat was burning from the inside out, making her want to strip off her clothes, even tear off her skin.
"...Speaking of which," she whispered, "can you? I'm not talking about magic, I'm talking about something else."
The Blood Mage looked down at her and did not answer immediately.
"I'm just asking, if you don't know how, I can teach you—"
She ripped at her collar in frustration.
The next second, a hot big hand grasped her hand.
Two buttons fell from their folded fingers and fell to the ground.
"So you're good at this?"
She heard a deep male voice in her ear.
"...Not very good at it? But I do have some experience."
Su Cheng said helplessly.
The Archbishop actually did a pretty good job, and even though he might not have had much experience, he was certainly gentle and considerate.
As for the others?
She didn't want to think too much about the boyfriend she had dated before she traveled through time.
What was the reason for the breakup?
Actually, we weren't particularly in love when we were together. We just had fun for a while and then got along well.
Later, we discovered various problems and decided to break up.
"I'm asking you this," the man next to me said angrily, "not to make you indulge in memories, no matter who you think of—"
"I almost forgot," Su Cheng said dizzily, "They are all unimportant people. What about you? Do you have any weird exes, failed first loves——"
"No," the blood mage took a deep breath, "I'm not as lucky as you to meet those unimportant people."
Su Cheng: “…”
Is this human language?
She wasn't quite clear-headed to begin with, and after a moment of thought, her mind became even more muddled. "To be honest, I actually think you're more like a weird ex. But if I were to meet you somewhere else, I'd probably be very happy. You'd probably agree to exchange medical reports with me instead of starting a huge argument over this. But now you've truly sacrificed your life heroically for the study of magic—"
Of course, people in this world don’t have much of a concept of chastity, otherwise there wouldn’t be a story like the one in the original book.
Su Cheng didn't care about these things, so he didn't think about it anymore. "Having said that, some people don't know how to do it, and they can't do it after a long time, and then it becomes a vicious cycle. Let's not have performance anxiety——"
"No," he said, almost gritting his teeth, enunciating each word, "I won't do that."
Su Cheng looked at him with some suspicion, "You look a bit like the kind of person who pursues perfection."
The midday sun streamed in through the window, illuminating her beautiful dark golden curls like honey dripping from a nest.
The man's eyelashes were like melted gold foil, and his dark blue eyes were illuminated by the light, as if reflecting the sea at dawn. "You don't need to believe me—"
Su Cheng felt his body lighten.
The blond man lifted her up with one hand, held her waist with the other, spun around and sat on the edge of the bed, pressing her onto his legs.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, thin backs pressed against strong chests.
His body temperature was originally higher than hers, but her condition was abnormal at that time. When she was in close contact, she felt that other people were cold.
Su Cheng couldn't help but move backwards, and even wanted to turn around and hug him directly.
Camus: “…”
She sat on his lap and swung back and forth.
Su Cheng only felt that the muscle lines below were becoming more and more tense, the thighs he was sitting on were as hard as iron and stone, and his tailbone felt like it was hit by a stone.
The people behind took a sharp breath.
"…Listen."
Camus held her waist with one hand, with veins faintly visible on the back of his hand, and his other hand simply crossed across her chest, pressing down on her shoulders.
Su Cheng finally couldn't turn anymore and mumbled, "What?"
"I mean, cooperate with me," Camus whispered. "You just need to believe in your own strength. We have a contract, don't we?"
Su Cheng took a breath, "Of course. Otherwise why would I drink those shit soup potions."
The person behind him snorted, "Yes, you can still say such things. Your soul is quite resistant to these forces..."
His voice was low and raspy with warning, "Then let's begin."
The moment the words fell——
Su Cheng felt a strange and unusual magic.
The last time I "touched" someone else's magic like this was in the temple with that pastor.
Ian's magic was pure and powerful, just what she thought magic should be like.
So at that time, she didn't feel anything other than novelty and nervousness.
I am mostly thinking about the next magic.
It’s different now.
The magic power that flowed in through the shoulders, arms, waist and abdomen was like two red-hot iron blades, wedged deeply into the body and pierced all the blood vessels and nerves.
A burning sensation spread through the flesh and blood, and the heat brought by the magic was still extremely obvious in the body with rising body temperature.
But when the magic power converges, a strange pleasure, like the blooming of sparks, also bursts out.
Is that the magic of the blood mage?
As soon as this thought came to mind, the magic power flowing into the blood suddenly accelerated its pace, as if it had turned from a stream of fire into a sea of fire, filling every part of his limbs and bones.
Su Cheng shook violently and felt as if his spine was about to be broken.
She took a breath, "Can you slow down? My brain is about to come out!"
"Really?" The blood mage behind him was actually a little shocked. "...Sorry."
He spoke hesitantly, "I thought you were... um, in pain right now?"
"It's not about the pain, but," Su Cheng was full of questions, "Are you really not pretending to be me? Don't you know what's happening with your own magic power?"
"No," he said subconsciously, "I have never injected magic power into others like this."
Grass.
Su Cheng thought with a headache.
I am indeed the damn guinea pig.
In every sense.
Then another wave of magic came, drowning out the curse that was about to burst out of her mouth.
She shuddered as if she had been electrocuted, and her whole body began to shake.
The magic power, like a flaming knife, pierced into the flesh and blood, churning and rolling in the meridians, causing heat and pleasure to rise and burst out together.
Then he gradually suppressed the heat of the curse.
She could almost feel the strange magic flowing through her body, hot as a branding iron, yet carrying a strange and eerie aura.
It’s not that I hate it.
But it makes people feel instinctively wary and even afraid——
It was that familiar neural alarm, just like the feeling when seeing Qin Jing's eyes, but not as vivid as the visual impact.
Su Cheng soon became unable to think again.
The next wave of magic was too strong, her whole body tensed up, and a broken sob escaped from her throat.
The hot and violent breath was like molten metal injected into the skin and flesh, rushing along the blood vessels of the limbs and bones, stretching and filling every inch of the meridians.
Her fingertips spasmed uncontrollably, her toes curled up, and her spine bent backward as if pulled by invisible chains.
That strange, living magic rolled through the blood and entangled in the internal organs.
Then it twisted into a burning vortex deep in the abdominal cavity.
And she was like a capsized boat drifting in the raging waves, rising and falling with the tide of magic.
Ups and downs, again and again, and then more collisions, the boat was almost smashed by the huge waves, and was even lifted up and thrown into the air.
Then it surges to the end of the sea.
The dawn was just breaking over there, and the rising morning light shone with an incandescent light before our eyes.
"Oh my God."
Su Cheng's breathing gradually calmed down, and he felt a little weak for a moment, "You haven't finished yet, is this some kind of ghost story?"
The blood mage put one arm around her waist and held the girl's jaw with the other. "...How do you feel now?"
He lowered his head and looked at her.
Strictly speaking, he wasn't looking at her, but rather at her pupils, like a conscientious doctor.
His golden hair fell down, stained with a little moisture, tangled with her sweaty temples, and his breath brushed across her nose and cheekbones, still a little cool.
"Well, once your temperature drops completely," the blond man said calmly, "you should be almost done."
"Okay," Su Cheng pursed his lips, "So it's pretty much the same as last time. Wait, how long has it been since then?"
"Two hours?"
“???”
Su Cheng felt the state of his body and turned back in disbelief, "Then why haven't you finished yet? Didn't you say you were fast?"
Camus: “…”
His fingers gripping her chin tightened suddenly, then relaxed again.
The two suddenly separated.
Su Cheng took a quick breath, "You——"
Before she could say anything more, he turned around and pressed her onto the mattress behind her.
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