Excitement immediately filled Xie Zhiyi's mind. His blood was so exciting that he couldn't wait to get more. He had an unrealistic thought in his mind: he wanted to drain He Wenxiu's entire body dry. As long as he drained it dry, he would be much more energetic and in better physical condition.
If that’s the case, why should we suppress our true nature?
He deserved to be sacrificed on the altar, deserved to have his own blood drained and die on the stage.
Just as Xie Zhiyi was about to take the next step, Xu Jing pushed him away.
After waiting for five minutes, Xie Zhiyi regained consciousness. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw He Wenxiu calmly take out a napkin from the room and wipe the blood off her lips.
"You...why?"
Before he could finish, the blood on the napkin covered his lips. Xie Zhiyi subconsciously closed his eyes, feeling every cell in his body come alive. This feeling was unprecedented, hot and restless, excitement mixed with anxiety. Without thinking, he put the napkin in his mouth and let the blood spread across his lips.
Xu Jing just watched him clean up a blood-stained napkin without any ripples in his heart.
It even feels a bit ridiculous.
"A vampire character, with a body like a skeleton, does he even need to be saved?"
"Why not? How would you know if you don't try?"
Black-hearted system, half-finished product, really rubbish.
"I say, is your castle so tasteless? Calling it a castle is a stretch. It's clearly a villa, a shabby house designed by some rubbish designer. You had the nerve to let your ancestors live in this shabby house for hundreds of years. Your ancestors had really low taste."
Thank you.
What else is he saying? Is he complaining about his house? His house is several million per square meter, and it's in short supply. Most people can't afford it. What right does a poor person have to complain about his house? Is he crazy?
Xu Jing ignored Xie Zhiyi's nagging, carefully surveyed the entire room's setting, and said something that completely threw Xie Zhiyi off balance. "You're a sacrifice."
"Mr. He is so unfathomable. I don't understand a word he says."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as the person behind you understands."
The room was filled with pinhole cameras, which transmitted the two people's information to the monitoring room in all directions without blind spots.
The housekeeper felt heartbroken when he saw the new charlatan forcibly kissing the young master whom he had taken care of since he was a child.
"Young Master." The housekeeper burst into tears and was in a state of confusion.
When the housekeeper thought about the cabbage he had raised since childhood being eaten by pigs at a critical moment, he really wanted to pick up a weapon and beat the ignorant charlatan to death.
"Master, please reply if you receive it."
The phone was vibrating, but Xie Zhiyi remained unmoved.
Since childhood, I have never come into contact with anyone other than the housekeeper. No, I have seen others, but none of them are as bold as He Wenxiu, who would hug someone and bite them right away.
To be honest, Xie Zhiyi should be more angry than shocked and excited, but that is not the case.
More out of curiosity than anything else.
He knelt on the bed, curiously sizing up the unkempt, scruffy man in front of him. He didn't know why he couldn't get angry with him. Could it be because of the blood?
"You, are very good."
Xu Jing was inexplicably given the "nice guy" card and felt very depressed. "You too."
"I like you very much, so..."
The phone rang and was automatically connected after five seconds.
"Master, you can't." The old butler on the other end of the phone burst into tears. "How can you devote yourself to him?"
Xu Jing rolled his eyes. "Who's taking advantage of me? Ask yourself, what have I wronged you with?"
The butler roared hysterically. "Shut up and get out of here!"
"I'm here to treat a disease. Don't you think your young master really needs my help?"
"Your blood is like the rotting, stinking blood of a rat in the gutter, emitting a force that makes people shun you. If I breathe in your blood, Young Master will shorten his life by three years!"
Xu Jing was speechless. "Your young master didn't have much to live for anyway. Without me, he'd probably be finished."
"So you're here to save me?"
Xie Zhiyi looked at him, the tenderness in her eyes like the water in a deep pool, clear and transparent. The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.
"No." Xu Jing shook his head and said from the bottom of his heart. "I'm here to fall in love with you."
"Don't talk nonsense." The housekeeper was heartbroken and shocked. "Master, don't listen to his nonsense. He is not worthy of you at all."
"Do you need to tell me whether I'm worthy or not?" Xu Jing took Xie Zhiyi's hand, and when their eyes met, he spoke out what was in his heart. "Try to love me."
"What is love?"
"It means giving yourself to me and trusting me with all your heart."
Xie Zhiyi tilted his head, thought carefully for a long time and then said: "No."
Hearing this, Xu Jing was not discouraged. He looked at him with a smile and said, "Then let me love you instead."
"Your world is very strange. Aren't you tired of loving and falling in love all the time?"
Xie Zhiyi felt a little tired after listening to it.
"It's tiring, but since the object is you, I am happy with it."
Xu Jing touched his forehead, feeling the coldness that made him sigh. "There's not much time left."
"What did you say?"
"It's okay, you'll understand. Go to sleep."
You must be crazy. Why is he sleeping so soundly?
But for some reason, when he looked at him, the sleepiness in Xie Zhiyi came out.
The sleepiness bug bit him hard, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Xu Jing put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt.
The butler had been waiting at the door for a long time. After opening the door, the butler glared at him fiercely. Due to his usual self-control, he did not punch the charlatan flat, but made a gesture of invitation.
"Old Jin, it's not easy for you either."
It's none of your business. The Golden Butler complained in real name.
"Does your old house need a servant? Do you think I'm suitable?"
Butler Jin smiled and said: "Mr. He, you are here to see a doctor." You are not here to apply for a job.
"Is that so? I have cured your young master's illness. As for the money..." Xu Jing rubbed his fingers and counted the money with unusual skill.
"Mr. He, please follow me."
Xu Jing followed Butler Jin through several corridors and arrived at the reception room.
The housekeeper handed the invoice to Xu Jing and made a gesture for him to go back.
When I opened the invoice, I saw the amount was quite high. "Five hundred thousand!" How many families could afford such a generous sum? It was truly a lavish sum.
Xu Jing nodded in satisfaction, then broached a topic that petrified the butler. "Can it be redeemed? If not, does it support large transfers?"
Don't look at me in shock, there are so many bounced checks that I feel more comfortable with bank transfers."
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