Yi Mu had suspected Xiang Cong's identity, but he never asked, thinking that Xiang Cong would find an opportunity to tell him.
Turns out, this guy really can hold it in.
With the Blood Emperor's position now settled, Yi Mu realized that he was an old monster even older than himself.
Xiang Cong was filled with remorse. He hadn't told Yi Mu in the first place because he was afraid that if Yi Mu found out his identity, he would settle old scores with him.
When Xiang Cong first met Yi Mu, he was filled with hatred and resentment towards his own kind.
Looking back, he himself felt that he was annoying for making things difficult for Emu.
If Yi Mu knew he was a vampire, and that his own kind was making things difficult for each other, he might just smash his head in.
Xiang Cong was timid, and later he learned that Yi Mu wanted to compete for the position of Blood Emperor. During that time, there were always many people with ulterior motives around him.
To ensure Yi Mu's safety, and to prevent the Blood Emperor from knowing his identity, Xiang Cong...
They were busy getting rid of the flies while also having to avoid some familiar elders; it was a very tiring job.
However, for someone as shameless as Xiang Cong, if there's one thing he's good at, it's coaxing people.
Especially since it's his own wife, he has to go all out to coax her.
New Year's Day arrived in the blink of an eye, and festive red lanterns were hung up early on the streets.
Shops are holding promotional events, and fireworks and firecrackers are prohibited from being set off, but that hasn't stopped some savvy shopkeepers from selling fake fireworks with sound effects.
The villa was quiet. The new butler, carrying a glass of milk, stepped up the stairs.
Xiang Cong walked up from behind, took the milk from her hand, and smiled, "I'll take it upstairs, you go and rest."
The stern-faced housekeeper nodded, asked no further questions, and turned to leave.
Yi Mu has been so busy lately that he's practically buried under the files on his desk.
I really don't understand why vampires are so conservative. They could just send any report to an email address; computers can process that much faster.
Xiang Cong carried the milk into the room and placed the cup in front of Yi Mu.
"The new housekeeper still doesn't understand your taste."
For vampires, milk is as common as plain water.
Yi Mu glanced at him, tilted his head, and Xiang Cong immediately fawned over him, skillfully massaging his shoulders.
"You must be exhausted. Let me give you a massage."
Yi Mu snorted: "Too heavy, be gentle."
The sheep had just taken a bath, and its hair smelled nice.
As Xiang Cong pressed, he lowered his head, brought it close to Yi Mu's neck, and took a sniff.
Yi Mu now knows that Xiang Cong is a vampire, so he subconsciously feels that his actions are dangerous.
He pinched Xiang Cong's chin, met his gradually reddening pupils, and chuckled, "What do you want?"
Whatever I want, I'll take care of you, of course.
Xiang Cong grabbed Yi Mu's hand, their fingers intertwined, and lifted the collar of his pajamas.
Yi Mu's neck was very white, and the bluish veins on it were clearly visible.
Xiang Cong's fangs were itching to bar, and before he could resist, they were exposed.
Compared to Emu's, his fangs were enormous.
The long teeth, extending down to the lower lip, gleamed with a chilling light, looking like the kind of ferocious teeth that could carve two holes in the skin with a single bite.
Emu refused to have ugly marks on his body.
Even though the wound heals quickly, someone of Xiang Cong's caliber would be in excruciating pain if bitten by him.
The two were still in a cold war, and Yi Mu should have been cold to Xiang Cong, but given the current situation, he couldn't keep up the act any longer.
Yi Mu turned the tables, pressing down on Xiang Cong's head, pulling his neck towards himself, and biting down on him.
Yi Mu was quickly drawn to the sweet blood and didn't see Xiang Cong's triumphant smile.
Xiang Cong knew this method would work.
After Yimu finished eating, his mood improved.
He coaxed him a little more, feeding him in another way, not believing that the thin layer of ice between them wouldn't melt away.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
