Lucas, who hadn't eaten in a long time, kept clenching his lips as he drank such delicious blood.
The pain at the wound gradually disappeared, and even the surrounding muscle tissue became numb.
Shen Meiren felt her heart beating abnormally fast, and all the blood was circulating and rushing to her neck.
His breathing became increasingly rapid, even bordering on wheezing.
"Let go!"
He gritted his teeth and kept pulling on Lucas's hair, trying to make Lucas feel the pain on his head so that he would let go.
"Stop sucking! You're going to drain me dry."
Shen Meiren lay weakly on Lucas's chest, groaning softly, and loosened her grip on Lucas's hair.
Whether it was psychological or not, Shen Yulou felt that at least half of the blood in his body had disappeared.
The snake was already in a state of near anemia.
Yet, deep down, he felt a restless urge, but his body was too weak to move or push.
"Sorry, it's too delicious."
After a while, Lucas slowly pulled out his fangs, hugged Shen Yulou in his arms, and let out a satisfied sigh.
Still savoring the lingering pleasure of Lucas pulling out the fangs, Shen Meiren blushed and looked alluring.
“Lucas, I should have let the snake on my head bite you a thousand times over.”
"Bite me? Why did you bite me?"
"Isn't this what you've always wanted?"
As Lucas spoke, he lowered his head, and Shen Meiren immediately flinched.
"What are you doing? Stop licking."
It turned out that Lucas was sticking out his tongue and licking the two bloody holes on Shen Meiren's neck, and the wounds began to heal slowly.
Shen Meiren was still angry with Lucas and tried to avoid his mouth.
It took a long time for the two to calm down. Shen Meiren shakily propped herself up on her arms, but soon collapsed again.
Satisfied, Lucas happily played with Shen Meiren's purple hair.
"You lied to me. You clearly said you were going to give me a drink, but you drank it all. What about mine?"
The strand of hair that Lucas was playing with turned into a snake without hesitation and bit the back of his hand.
"Don't be so stingy, it's just a little blood."
Lucas didn't struggle, calmly watching the snake's head tear at the back of his hand, but it couldn't even break the skin.
"Ha, you make it sound so simple. You're not drinking your own blood, are you?"
Shen Meiren laughed angrily, then turned over and faced away from Lucas.
"I don't associate with vampires who have no integrity."
Shen Meiren wants to turn her life around and get away from Lucas again.
"Here you go, come on."
Lucas unbuttoned his collar, revealing his long neck.
"That's more like it."
Medusa, who had forgotten the pain of her past wounds, darted around with her eyes and pinned Lucas down again.
"Hmph!"
Shen Meiren let out two pig-like squeals with ill intent; this time, he didn't intend to bite with his mouth.
The sharp fingernails pierced Lucas's neck, and this time, black blood flowed easily from the hole created by the fingernails.
Why is your blood black?
Shen Yulou hesitated to drink the pure black blood.
"Fine, you've drunk so much of my liquor, I'm going to drink my money's worth too."
Determined not to suffer a loss, Shen Meiren closed her eyes and began to suck on the bloody hole.
He took a sip, pulled away from Lucas's neck, and smacked his lips.
"It's sour, a little bitter, and a little sweet."
"There's also a faint woody scent."
Lucas listened silently to Shen Meiren's comments, gently stretching his neck beneath her.
A smile that was always hard to decipher was always playing on his lips.
"It's alright, barely acceptable. Out of 100, I'll give you 80."
Shen Meiren wiped the corner of his mouth, and excess black blood spilled from his lips.
Excessive blood loss made his already pale face even paler, and his lips even more vibrant, as if he had been poisoned.
"Aren't you going to drink anymore? Drink more."
"It's good for your health."
Lucas's lips look like they've turned black?
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