Because he had to lie in the same bed with Sigourney, Ash stayed in the bathroom for nearly half an hour longer today. When he finally came out, shrouded in steam, Sigourney had already changed into a silk pajamas and was sitting on the bed waiting for him.
Well, I was sitting on the bed reading.
But Ash just felt like he was waiting.
He walked to the bedside, just like raising his hand to answer the teacher's question in class, and said seriously, "I'm here, okay?"
Sigourney put the book aside and glanced over with a half-smile: "I can't tell."
Ash had already climbed onto the bed, rubbing over the half of the bed Sigourney had left for him, and curled up in the quilt, lying straight in the standard sleeping position, with his eyes admiring Sigourney's graceful jaw and slender neck from bottom to top, his eyes curved: "I'm coming up." This time it was in a declarative tone.
Sigourney laughed. She was sure that he wouldn't kick him down, right?
He put away the book in his hand and turned off the crystal chandelier in the room.
"Behave yourself." He warned, "You have to get up early tomorrow." After he said that, he was stunned. He expected the tone to be cold and hard, but after he said it, why did it feel like... there was not even any strength of warning?
Sigourney frowned in the darkness, feeling disgusted with her own unintimidating attitude.
Ash turned sideways and said, "Good night, Sigourney."
Sigourney lay down: "...Good night."
…
…
There is a humanoid object emitting heat next to him. For a vampire with a cold body temperature, its presence is very strong.
When this large ball of heat tossed and turned in a small motion, a vampire with keen perception could easily detect every blink of the other party, and... every sudden and intense heartbeat.
Sigourney: “…” Wasn’t he fine just now?
He climbed into bed calmly and said good night calmly.
But at this moment, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated?
He slightly curled up the fingers placed at his sides and made an imperceptible sound. The troublesome guy made him inexplicably infected with a little nervousness.
However, the heartbeat next to me did not slow down, but became more and more intense as time passed.
So...what weird things is the little ghost thinking about?
He opened his eyes reluctantly, staring at the floral relief on the ceiling, and asked in a low voice: "...Can't sleep?" While asking, he sneered at himself in his heart - nonsense.
"I slept too long on the airship." Ash immediately answered him in a low voice, paused, and then asked hesitantly, "Sigourney, can you sleep?"
Sigourney: “Yes.”
"I mean, I'm so close to you, wouldn't it affect you?" Ash said.
"..." Sigourney suddenly recalled how from morning till night today, a bunch of people had given her subtle looks that said "you're so quick". He spoke each word with a cold tone, "Where do you get your confidence from? I wouldn't even take action against a kid whose hair hasn't even grown out yet."
Ash was confused: "Fur? What does blood sucking have to do with fur? Hasn't he already sucked blood twice?"
Sigourney was silent for a moment: "...Do you think I will be affected by the taste of your blood?"
Ash was also silent for a longer time: "...Yeah." He knew that Sigourney could control the urge to suck blood, but if she had to subconsciously restrain herself and endure it while sleeping and could not relax, wouldn't that be too uncomfortable?
He just thought of this, and then he inadvertently associated it with the feeling of having Sigourney suck his blood, and he couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster, and he couldn't sleep anymore.
Sigourney: “…”
Ash: “…”
"You should have asked this question when our rooms were connected!" Sigourney said expressionlessly.
Ash shrank down, hiding his face under the covers, and said in a muffled voice, full of guilt: "I was so happy the past few days that I didn't think of it immediately."
Sigourney felt as if her heart was gently hit.
"...I won't be affected." He said, "Where do you get your confidence from? Do you really think you smell that good?"
Ash blinked slowly. It was Sigourney who gave him the confidence.
He stood in Sigourney's shoes and smelled his own scent.
"You can't fall asleep because of your wild thoughts, right?" Sigourney said coldly, with great disdain, "You keep moving around and it's keeping me from falling asleep either."
Ash: "Right...huh?"
Sigourney suddenly spread out her long arms and legs, and trapped him and the quilt in her arms, making him unable to move at all.
"I don't care whether you can sleep or not. I'm going to sleep." The vampire ordered, "Just like that, don't move."
Ash: "...Oh."
My heart is still beating fast.
But the coolness spreading from the vampire soothed the heat in his body very well, making him gradually calm down and fall asleep.
When the warm body in her arms fell asleep and her chest rose and fell slowly, Sigourney opened her eyes again in the darkness, lowered her eyes to glance at the soft top of her head in her arms, and pulled the corners of her lips stiffly...
The body is very flexible.
It smells very good.
The concepts of sleeping in one bed and sleeping in two close beds are indeed completely different.
He was a little worried that after he fell asleep, his body's instinct would really drive him to eat the little devil?
Perhaps out of caution, Sigourney fell into a drowsy sleep and woke up very early.
When they woke up, their necks were intertwined, and his lips had touched Ash's neck without him noticing.
Sigourney: “…”
I must be thinking too much before going to bed!
The next morning, everyone gathered in the small dining room of the manor.
Ash was wearing a wizard robe, revealing his fair neck. There was a fresh dark red mark on his neck, which attracted the attention of Yolande and his group.
Sigourney once again accepted the meaningful and subtle gazes from her companions - Sigourney, so you are this kind of Sigourney, quick to act, unrestrained, and so passionate!
Sigourney: “…”
…
After leaving the manor, Yang arranged for them to have a third-level magical beast, the Gray-winged Roc, to carry them to the edge of the Undead Swamp.
The Gray-winged Roc does not have human-like intelligence, but it is not stupid either. After being tamed, it is a very good means of riding and transportation. It has a broad back and flies steadily and quickly. It is one of Iluf's more commonly used means of transportation.
"I won't see you off." Yang said goodbye to them, "I wish you success in your mission." He smiled, with a meaningful look in his eyes.
"Goodbye." Yolande nodded knowingly.
On the other side, Ivan commanded the gray-winged roc to soar into the sky and left the Prince Manor where they had taken a night's rest.
Their destination was not far from Dandy Town, a small town southeast of the Undead Swamp called Leigu Town. The organizer of the patrol mission they received about the Undead Swamp was in this town.
Leigu Town is a small town very close to the edge of the Undead Swamp, so there are not many residents living here. Most of the people coming and going are merchants, mercenaries, and adventurers like Ash, who come here for experience and to obtain the resources in the Undead Swamp.
It's like a miniature version of Rockburg.
The level of mixed crowd is just like that of Stonehenge.
Ash and his companions sat on the fixed chairs on the back of the Gray Winged Roc, looking down from above, and taking in the shrinking ice fields and towns below. But they could not see the appearance of the Undead Swamp.
Even if they moved along the edge of the Undead Swamp, they could not see the scenery inside through the thick gray fog that filled the sky above the swamp.
It was even more impossible for the Gray-Winged Roc to fly into the sky above the Undead Swamp and into the thick gray fog - there was unpredictable danger in the fog, and the Warcraft's natural sense of danger reminded it not to get close.
In fact, Ash had seen the Swamp of the Dead.
In the Crystal Forest, among the magic traps set by Rachel, there is a fake Undead Swamp built to imitate the Undead Swamp of the Pale Throne.
It is filled with negative energy and lacks all natural elements. It is a Jedi for elemental wizards and a paradise for undead races and dark night creatures.
Thinking about the environment of the replica, it is not difficult to guess the situation inside the real Undead Swamp.
In short, it is a good place for Sigourney to be free from constraints and give full play to her strength.
No wonder Yang invited Sigourney to help.
Ash quietly raised a proud smile.
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