In the ice-blue world, the boy opened his scarlet peach blossom eyes, with beautiful and tiny lights in his eyes.
Shen Zhizhi walked over and touched his chin with her fingertips, "Hello, Mr. Little Vampire."
The boy's teeth were snow-white, with sharp points on both sides. They were not as ugly as the fangs of low-level vampires. On the contrary, his fangs were exquisite, white and thin.
Such as handicrafts with excellent workmanship.
The boy's mind was full of wanting to suck blood, and he didn't remember a single word of what Shen Zhizhi said.
Their skin touched each other, and the rich scent of blood seeped out from the thin skin.
The boy's eyes became even redder.
The fang grew a little longer, and was about to pierce into the slender finger, but the owner of the finger withdrew his hand first.
The boy stretched out his teeth but found nothing.
"Give me a bite."
He muttered in dissatisfaction.
He had a soft voice, a little hoarse from lying in the coffin for too long.
Shen Zhizhi gently pinched one of his teeth with two fingers, smiling tenderly, "Where do you want to bite, Mr. Little Vampire?"
Her pronunciation is very soft, and the ending tone covers the previous tone, which makes people feel itchy.
The boy's eyes were blood red, sticky and weird.
He was a little annoyed that the guy he was eating with was pinched by a strange woman.
"Let go."
The three words sounded a little cute, because the teeth couldn't be lifted up and it sounded like there was a leak of air.
Shen Zhizhi lowered her eyes, her lips almost touching the boy's earlobe, "Tell me first, where does Mr. Little Vampire want to bite?"
She was so close that the swan's neck came fully into the boy's field of vision.
Whiter than ice and snow, he could see her pale blue veins, so thin and delicate, she looked incredibly fragile and beautiful.
The boy's breathing became irregular, his body clamoring with thirst, his eyes blurred, and he rubbed Shen Zhizhi's neck like a puppy.
The noble and elegant young man had silver hair that had turned into weeds.
He wanted to bite it directly, but his teeth were pinched.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
Looking at the exquisite food in front of him, but unable to taste its delicious sweetness, the boy's soft voice had a hint of tears in it.
"Neck, I want to bite the neck."
The boy spoke incoherently, his teeth had grown to their limit, but they still couldn't reach the neck that exuded an alluring scent.
A tear welled up at the corner of his eye, part of his silver hair stuck to his scalp, and his face looked broken.
"Give me……"
He murmured to himself, a pitiful pleading look on his face.
How could Shen Zhizhi be willing not to give her baby what he wanted?
She smiled and arched her eyebrows, "I'll give it to you if you call me something nice."
The boy was at a loss.
What’s your name?
Name?
He had never drunk human blood since he was born, and had been sleeping in weakness, not very aware of the twists and turns between humans.
How to call?
The boy was confused, his eyelids were pink and his eyes were blank.
Shen Zhizhi looked cunning, seducing the ignorant silver-haired beautiful boy, “There are many names, mother, sister, husband, baby, dear, husband…”
"Pick one and call it out in the sweetest voice."
She scratched her neck with her fingertips, leaving a short line of blood, and sweet and delicious blood beads emerged from the line.
They are very small, but for teenagers, they are extremely sweet.
Rich and fragrant.
He seemed to have entered a world of honey.
Although the blood drop was small, it was sweet and tempting, and its bone-eroding aroma seduced every cell in his body.
The boy swallowed, his eyes becoming more eager.
He really just picked one at random and said in a sweet voice, "Husband..."
Shen Zhizhi's heart felt numb and her back felt numb.
Such a good screamer.
There are so many names, but I chose the most provocative one.
Shen Zhizhi released the hand that was restraining the boy's teeth, hugged the boy, and pulled him into his arms.
"Good boy, bite it."
The young man had long been impatient, and once his teeth were free, he bit Shen Zhizhi's neck.
The teeth slowly sink in.
The rose scent flows into the nose and mouth, with a delicate sweet fragrance, like drinking mellow and sweet milk tea, sweet and silky.
The boy's cheeks flushed and his eyes became more blurry.
Intoxicated by this delicious sweet blood.
It smells so good and tastes so good.
Is this what it feels like to breathe fresh blood?
The boy buried his head in Shen Zhizhi's neck, eating in big mouthfuls, his flat belly gradually bulging.
The tingling sensation on Shen Zhizhi's back lasted for a long time. The rumor that being sucked by a vampire would give her a sense of pleasure was true.
A dizzy feeling came from her head, half of Shen Zhizhi's blood was empty, and her rosy lips turned pale.
When it was almost at its limit, Shen Zhizhi pushed away the young man who had tasted the marrow and tasted the taste.
"Okay, that's enough."
The boy was addicted to the sweetness, got high, and was pushed away.
There was a streak of blood on his white teeth, he licked it off, with a look of joy in his eyes.
“It’s delicious.”
His lips were alluring, "I want more."
The boy blinked and called out "husband" obediently.
He kept in mind the saying, "If you say something nice, your neck will be bitten."
Shen Zhizhi touched the two small holes on his neck, feeling both painful and numb, “If you suck any more, I’ll die.”
"If you die, you will never have blood this delicious again."
The boy's pupils trembled.
Only then did he notice that the beautiful woman in front of him was an ordinary human being. If he continued to suck her blood like this, she would die from blood loss.
If he died...he would never have such sweet food again.
The boy gave up the idea of continuing to eat. He had to feed this human and make him fat and plump. Then he wouldn't have to sleep anymore and could drink sweet blood every day.
The young man thought of such a life, and he felt both anticipation and joy in his heart. "Woman, from now on you will be my blood servant."
Shen Zhizhi’s mouth twitched.
What’s the difference between this and “Woman, you are mine from now on”?
"Woman, what's your name?" The boy's eyes were like rubies, mysterious, bright and magnificent.
"You can call me Master Wen Lichu."
He raised his head, his pointed chin was white and looked very pinchable. "I am the purest blood vampire and the only king here."
"Follow me, I will satisfy you whatever you want."
"Wen Lichu...sir?"
Wen Lichu heard the woman's chuckle. The woman's eyes were filled with water and were extremely hot.
"Can you satisfy me with whatever I want?"
"Of course." Wen Lichu knew that he was the unspeakable one in the copy.
Whatever he needs, the copy will satisfy him.
He said confidently, "Tell me, what do you want?"
She was the only one in thousands of years that he didn't hate.
Her blood is different from others, it smells so good.
A fragrance that can be smelled from a long distance away.
He wants to own it forever.
“My name is Shen Zhizhi.”
Slender, white fingers stroked his chin, and the woman smiled softly, "There's only one thing I want."
Fingers wander from chin to chest.
Wen Lichu's heart was circled by warm, white fingers.
"I want you."
The tone is ambiguous and prolonged, giving rise to infinite affection.
"Lord Wen Lichu."
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