Chapter 242 Little Zombie's Black Moonlight Taoist Priest 40
Shen Xinran finally reached the eighth floor and saw Ma Mengqi coming out of the room. While wiping her wet hair, she asked with concern: "Why did you come up just now? I was about to go downstairs to find you."
When Shen Xinran checked in Yue Minglei, Ma Mengqi went upstairs, hoping to avoid Shen Xinran's washing time. Unexpectedly, she had already finished washing, but Shen Xinran hadn't come up yet.
Shen Xinran waved his hand and panted, "Don't mention it, the elevator has problems again."
Ma Mengqi shook her head and sighed, "I don't know how to describe your bad luck."
Shen Xinran handed the room card to Yue Minglei and pointed to a room, "This is your room tonight."
Yue Minglei frowned and asked, "What about you?"
Shen Xinran said without hesitation: "Of course I live with Meng Qi!"
Yue Minglei was dissatisfied and retorted: "I am your master, you should live in the same room with me!"
Chen Xinran rolled his eyes in annoyance, "There are differences between men and women, do you understand?"
Yue Minglei snorted coldly, "I don't understand. I only know that when you were the master before, you always shared a room with me."
Shen Xinran's heart tightened. She wanted to say, "Didn't I worry that you would go crazy and bite people at random?"
But once this sentence is spoken, it will definitely be exposed.
So, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll share a room with you, but my clothes are still in the previous room. I'll go back and get some clothes to change into, okay?"
Yue Minglei nodded and said in a congratulatory tone, "Then go ahead!"
Shen Xinran took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart so as not to give Yue Minglei a big punch.
When Shen Xinran came out of the shower, she saw Yue Minglei sitting on a chair in front of the coffee table, staring at her intently.
"I'm hungry." Yue Minglei opened his thin lips slightly.
While wiping his hair, Shen Xinran replied, "If you're hungry, go find something to eat yourself. What's the point of telling me?"
Yue Minglei nodded, stood up, and walked directly to Shen Xinran's side. He handed Shen Xinran a fruit knife and said casually, "Then you choose one of the two!"
Shen Xinran looked at the fruit knife and didn't react at first, until she saw Yue Minglei showing his fangs.
"I choose this." Shen Xinran took the fruit knife with a smile, then walked to the coffee table and gently scratched his arm.
Blood slowly flowed out of the wound and dripped into the cup, making a slight dripping sound. Soon, a cup of bright red liquid gathered in the cup.
Yue Minglei picked up the glass and tasted it elegantly, as if he was drinking a glass of high-end red wine.
Meanwhile, Shen Xinran silently bandaged her own wound. Damn, I finally understood why Yue Minglei didn't kill her! He was treating her like a blood bag! And a moving one at that!
There was only one big bed in the room. Shen Xinran felt that Yue Minglei had slept on it for three hundred years and definitely didn't need to sleep.
So, she took over the big bed and fell asleep quickly. She had been running all afternoon and was exhausted.
When Shen Xinran was sleeping, Yue Minglei stood by the window, staring at her deeply.
In his hand, he still held a half-empty cup of bright red liquid, and the reflection of the glass reflected his complicated expression.
Haven't you been reincarnated?
Then why does he feel that you are exactly the same as before!
Could it be that the same soul will have the same personality?
If you were given another chance, would you still choose to seal him?
Yue Minglei drank the blood from the cup in one gulp. Then, he slowly walked to the bedside. He placed his hand on top of Shen Xinran's head. A white light burst forth from his palm, illuminating the entire room.
As Shen Xinran fell asleep, he found himself back to the night of the great battle with Chonggu three hundred years ago.
She stood there as Yue Minglei and Chonggu fought fiercely. In the end, Yue Minglei defeated Chonggu in a situation where both of them were injured. He fell to the ground and smiled at himself.
Shen Xinran frowned. Hadn't she already moved the plot forward three hundred years? Why was she back again?
Is this a dream?
Shen Xinran walked directly to Yue Minglei, squatted down, and slapped Yue Minglei in the face.
With a "pop" sound, the surrounding scene began to blur and turned into a thick fog.
In the real world, Yue Minglei covered his left cheek with his hand, his face full of anger. How dare she hit him!
Yue Minglei didn't believe it and reached out again.
The white mist dissipated. Yue Minglei lay on the ground, his eyes fixed on Shen Xinran, not missing a single expression on her face. He pleaded, "Please don't seal me, okay?"
Shen Xinran was still immersed in the slap just now. The feeling was too real, and her hand was still aching slightly.
In that case, don't blame her!
Shen Xinran waved her palm again and slapped Yue Minglei on the other cheek. "I'll make you drink her blood, and see if she doesn't slap you to death!"
The sound of slaps echoed in the air, crisp and loud.
This made Yue Minglei's face filled with shock and anger: "Mao Danfeng, how dare you hit me again and again!"
Seeing Yue Minglei's sudden change of expression, Shen Xinran widened his eyes and cursed: "What are you looking at? This is my dream, I decide!"
After Shen Xinran finished speaking, he rushed towards Yue Minglei. "If I can't control you in the real world, can't I beat you in my dreams?"
But the moment her hand touched Yue Minglei, he suddenly disappeared, and a thick fog followed. This made Shen Xinran feel a little unsatisfied in her dream.
Even she in the real world couldn't help but pout. "Don't run if you can! I'll beat you to death!"
The morning light shone through the gap in the curtains onto Shen Xinran's face. When she opened her eyes, she found Yue Minglei sitting on a chair by the window, staring at her intently with a terribly gloomy face.
Shen Xinran sat up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"
Yue Minglei's expression remained as cold as ice. He replied briefly, "Nothing."
Shen Xinran nodded slightly, stood up and walked to the bathroom to wash up. However, when she finished brushing her teeth and walked out of the bathroom, Yue Minglei handed her an empty cup and said coldly: "I'm hungry!"
Shen Xinran sighed helplessly, "The injury from last night hasn't healed yet. I'll go to the hospital to buy blood for you!"
Yue Minglei said with a sullen face: "I'm going to drink yours!"
Shen Xinran opened her mouth to complain: "I already told you I would buy blood for you and I wouldn't let you starve, why are you still like this!"
Yue Minglei bared his sharp fangs and said in a threatening tone, "You have to choose one of the two!"
Shen Xinran took a deep breath, picked up the fruit knife, and gently scratched his arm.
Blood suddenly gushed out and dripped into the cup.
"Drink, drink, drink until you die!" Shen Xinran cursed in his heart, but on the surface he tried his best to remain calm.
As the blood drained away, Shen Xinran felt a little dizzy, but she persisted until the cup was filled with blood.
Yue Minglei took the cup, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but he still drank it in big gulps.
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