She keenly sensed that his aura had completely changed; it was no longer that lazy air, but a powerful and irresistible one.
Her so-called noble bloodline was utterly useless in front of such a person. Feng Guang then truly realized the meaning of the words that he was an assimilated vampire. He was stained with far too much blood. If he wanted to, even just releasing a little bit of killing intent would be enough to make people tremble with fear.
He had pried open her teeth at some point, his long tongue plunging in. Once inside her small mouth, his movements became even more intense and wild. He explored every part of her mouth, inch by inch, relentlessly extracting the sweetness within. Finally, he entangled his tongue with hers, enticing her to dance with him.
Feng Guang tasted the wine, and the smell of alcohol on him made her dizzy. She began to breathe rapidly, and her body involuntarily went limp, losing her last bit of resistance.
After a long, long time, he still didn't let go of her. Gradually, he slowed down, his kisses no longer filled with unstoppable fervor, but rather with patient and lingering tenderness, yet still retaining the force of conquering a city. It was as if he had already tasted the most delicious pastry, so now he was no longer in a hurry, but savoring it slowly...
Thanks to his slower pace, she finally managed to catch her breath and mumbled, "Ming An..."
He paused, his tongue lingering on her lips before his burning lips finally left hers. But he didn't let go of her hand. He whispered in her ear, "Little princess, you're very sleepy...you should go to sleep."
His voice had an eerie magic; she closed her eyes, losing the ability to think, and soon, the sound of long, even breathing filled the air, and she fell asleep again.
Ming An released her hands, which he had been holding captive. He took one of her hands in his own, only to realize that he had been unable to control his strength. He had pinched her wrist until it was red, which was particularly glaring against her fair skin. A hint of annoyance appeared in his dark eyes.
Not only because he hurt her, but also because he suddenly lost control.
To be honest, he had only known her for less than a week, and he was indeed trying his best to treat her as a junior. But this girl seemed to have a mysterious attraction to him. He quickly remembered her face, her name, and the fact that she was a vampire who loved to eat human food...
Ming An's index finger traced her slightly swollen and moist lips from the kiss. His eyes were dark and unfathomable. This was something he shouldn't have done, at least not between him and her.
But her little mouth was very sweet, and even after they separated, he still remembered the powerful sense of satisfaction she brought him when they were entangled.
He didn't want to admit it, so he chose to escape by letting her sleep, so that as long as he didn't see her innocent eyes, he wouldn't feel any guilt.
Yes, I inadvertently touched her guilt.
But perhaps...
He gently rubbed her wrist, which had been pinched red, and a voice in his mind said: before sending her back, he could savor her sweetness one more time.
She was asleep and knew nothing.
He lifted her chin with one hand, slowly lowered his head, and kissed her again.
Once addiction begins, it's very difficult to break.
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