Ming An easily raised his hand and skillfully bit two bloody holes in his arm. Red blood began to slowly flow out, and he heard her swallow.
He smiled and brought his arm to her lips. "Weren't you hungry?"
The scent of blood was irresistibly alluring to her. Her rationality slowly faded away, and she instinctively opened her mouth and bit the wound on his arm, trying to suck out more warm liquid from it.
Blood was flowing continuously, but he didn't even flinch. Seeing her swallowing constantly, it seemed she was so hungry that she had no choice but to call him over.
Ming An inexplicably felt that she, who was trying so hard to eat, looked just like a fragile cub, so cute. He put his other arm around her waist and let her sit on his lap, leaning against his chest. A person who is starving will not have the mind to resist. He gently stroked the top of her head and said softly, "Don't rush, drink slowly."
A vampire who hasn't drunk blood in seventeen years suddenly tasting it is like a thirty-year-old virgin who has broken his fast and can't stop until he feels satisfied.
That's how things are now. For her, there's nothing else to do but fill her stomach with his blood.
She nestled obediently in her arms as she ate, truly like a little kitten. Ming'an's heart suddenly melted, and she placed a kiss on the top of her head, whispering, "In this world, only you have the ability to drink my blood so recklessly."
About five minutes later, Ming An, having timed it perfectly, pulled his arm away. "Little girl, you can't drink anymore. If you drink too much, you won't be able to sleep tonight."
"No, I want more!"
He raised his hand, and she reached out like a child to pull it off, but one of his hands was tightly gripping her waist, and she couldn't jump up to grab it.
His hand wound healed quickly.
She glared at him angrily, feeling that she hadn't eaten enough, but as she glared, she let out a burp.
Ming An reached out and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the pad of his index finger, explaining to her, "You've only just tasted blood, and you still need to learn to control yourself. You've drunk enough. If you drink too much, not only will your prey bleed to death, but you yourself will also feel unwell, understand?"
Her gaze followed his bloodstained index finger, and finally she couldn't resist grabbing his hand and putting it in her mouth, saying indistinctly, "You mean... I need to learn to control my desire for blood."
She knew she was being too eager, and she wasn't hungry anymore, but her body's instinctive reaction to blood made her unable to stop. After tasting fresh blood, she wondered what kind of life she had been living all these years, why she had to let go of such a delicious thing.
Ming An let her suck on his fingers, his slightly curved eyes reflecting the bright light, like a lake rippling with tenderness. "You're right. Learning to control one's thirst for blood is something every vampire parent should teach their child when they are young. But you started too late, and your parents spoiled you too much. From now on, I will have to teach you properly."
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