Chapter 7 Others recognize the bed, you recognize the face
Disciple A of Qingxu Sect felt a little uncomfortable with his arms empty. He wanted to continue to talk to this brother who he got along with at first sight, but this brother's senior brother suddenly interrupted and looked at disciple A with a cold face. For some reason, disciple A felt a little scared when he saw this ordinary face, and the hand that was about to be extended was retracted.
Jiang Qiu, who had his back to Feng Li, didn't see Feng Li's expression, but was dragged out by the collar by Feng Li, who was a head taller than him.
"Ahem, ahem, brother, I'm suffocating. Loosen up, loosen up."
"Junior Brother Jiang, your senior brother..." Disciple A hesitated to speak.
Jiang Qiu knew what Feng Li wanted to do even if he counted on his toes. It was just that simple thing.
His blood craving came back, and he had to prepare to heal people with this action health pack.
Do you really think he is a wet nurse?
It is impossible for Feng Li to let go.
Jiang Qiu could only be dragged out while frantically making up an excuse for his sudden exit:
"I'm going to take a break with my senior brother. You guys chat first, we'll be right there."
Jiang Qiu was dragged away by Feng Li, leaving everyone staring at each other in bewilderment.
[No way? I need my junior brother to accompany me even for a water break?]
[This is so embarrassing! How could you even say this? It's not polite at all.]
[These two brothers have a really good relationship.]
Only Disciple A looked at the direction where Jiang Qiu disappeared, feeling a little strange but unable to explain it, and shook his head.
[His senior brother is really a weirdo.]
Instead, he continued chatting with his fellow students.
As for Jiang Qiu, Feng Li dragged him up the tree.
Jiang Qiu almost lost his balance when he fell from the ten-meter-high tree.
What's wrong with you? You suck blood and climb up a tree.
Jiang Qiu understood that Feng Li must be addicted to blood, so he took the initiative to move his neck closer.
But Feng Li put a finger on his head and said softly:
"Take off your face and replace it with your own. It's too ugly."
Jiang Qiu almost choked when he saw that Feng Li had removed his disguise at some point, his eyes glowing red.
You think sucking blood is a ritual? Others rely on beds, you rely on faces.
Although Jiang Qiu was speechless, he still followed the instructions.
After he replaced his own face, Feng Li stared at him for a moment before lowering himself. His sharp fangs slowly slid across Jiang Qiu's delicate neck, his dark hair brushing against Jiang Qiu's slightly opened shoulder blades like a gentle breeze. Jiang Qiu flinched slightly from the itch, and the sharp fangs suddenly pierced a fragile blood vessel.
It was very painful. Feng Li held down his right shoulder tightly, and even the back of his head was held hard. Jiang Qiu had nowhere to hide and could only endure Feng Li's dizzying bloodsucking. Unconsciously, the crescent moon in the sky became round in Jiang Qiu's eyes.
He sucked so hard just because he was angry when he heard the heroine and the hero were together?
But why should he take the blame?
Jiang Qiu said softly, helplessly, "Your Majesty, I am always here. Please breathe slowly and save some."
I don't know if his persuasion had any effect, but Feng Li's movements really slowed down.
Finally, when Jiang Qiu was about to be exhausted, Feng Li stopped.
Jiang Qiu only felt a warmth on his neck, and the bite mark on his neck turned into a faint red mark.
Feng Li had let him go, and when he touched him again, it seemed that there was not even a bulge on his neck.
After finishing, Jiang Qiu looked bored, but Feng Li was full of energy, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised because of the satisfaction of sucking blood.
Feng Li at this time is usually the best time to propose conditions to him. Jiang Qiu has figured out Feng Li's temperament and has become more and more courageous. He even started to jump into Feng Li's minefield. Jiang Qiu tentatively said:
"Your Majesty, how about we not go with the people from Qingxu Sect? It would be such a burden to follow that group! Wouldn't it be faster if we just went it alone?"
In fact, Jiang Qiu didn't want Feng Li to meet the heroine again. Feng Li was already furious just by hearing the heroine's name. Wouldn't he be furious if they met?
It completely hindered his advancement in assisting the Demon Lord's career.
Destroy his great plan to capture the Demon Lord.
Feng Li smiled and hooked her finger at him, looking in a good mood, and she would probably agree.
Jiang Qiu approached with a smile, but Feng Liliang replied, "No."
Jiang Qiu instantly wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.
Although Feng Li didn't know what his subordinate, whose temperament had changed drastically, was up to, he instinctively wanted to see Jiang Qiu being humiliated. It made him happy to see it, and he was a little addicted to it.
The left protector seems more pleasing to the eye after his changed temperament.
The plan was broken and Jiang Qiu had no motivation. Following Feng Li's cold order, he changed his appearance and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Yan Huai'er" caught up with Feng Li who was already in front.
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