"Alright, everything's done, I'll be going now."
With a faint pink blush on her face, Shirin looked at the liquid in the bottle, unable to hide her excitement.
"Do you have any final questions? I'll give you this one last chance; I'll tell you anything!"
Xilin winked at Ning Feng, feeling incredibly happy.
In contrast, Ning Feng looked as if he had been drained dry, his expression weak.
Yeah, be confident. It's not like I'm some kind of person; I'm really being drained dry.
He never expected that Dr. Lin's ordinary syringe would draw so much blood.
What a heartless blood-selling vehicle!
However, Dr. Lin was very sensible and stopped right at Ning Feng's limit, without causing him any further harm.
"cough……"
As for Dr. Lin, he will tell you whatever he says. If Ning Feng believes him and asks about private matters that shouldn't be asked, then he would really be a fool.
He had a pretty good grasp of Dr. Lin's personality and had some understanding of him.
Easygoing, approachable, and enjoys joking.
She also likes to act like a mature older sister and make some suggestive jokes, but she can't keep up with the jokes and can't handle the game.
A typical example of someone who's bad at the game but loves to play!
But Ning Feng was unwilling to be led by the nose in the end, so he launched his own counterattack.
He asked that taboo question!
"Dr. Lin, how old are you?"
Noble Phantasm - True Damage Attack Against Older Women.
Sure enough, although it disappeared quickly, Dr. Lin's expression froze for a moment.
"You're really being impolite! Asking a woman's age is generally considered rude. But I'll make an exception and answer you this time."
Taking a slight breath, Xilin looked at Ning Feng's earnest and inquisitive expression and smiled brightly:
"Although it seems fine to claim that I'm forever eighteen, I'm already twenty-eight this year, so it's a bit embarrassing to lie anymore."
With a natural flick of her hair, Shirin strode quickly out of the ward, her long, black-stockinged legs moving gracefully.
Inside the room, Ning Feng's micro-expressions kept changing, and it took him a long time to barely restrain himself.
It was a struggle to keep from laughing out loud.
"Indeed, the old saying is right."
A woman's mouth is a deceitful devil.
Women are all big chicken legs!
As soon as she left the ward, Xilin's bright expression vanished, replaced by a somewhat sullen look, and she stomped her high heels harder than usual.
Da da da!
Back in her laboratory, Shirin passed through various sophisticated instruments and arrived at the innermost room.
She sat heavily on the soft bed and finally let out a slight sigh of relief.
She was in a very bad mood!
"snort!"
Then, unable to maintain his composure any longer, he burst out laughing.
"Hmph... Hahaha!"
"What an interesting little guy."
Holding the bottle of dark blood up to her eyes, Xilin recalled Ning Feng's behavior just now.
"You were clearly so scared, yet you still dared to make that kind of joke with me. I don't believe you'd actually take your clothes off!"
"You dare ask my age? Hmph."
Although she was saying angry things, Shirin's expression was actually somewhat happy, and she hummed a couple of lines of an unknown ballad.
It is a song about time from the Elven race.
Because of her elven bloodline, Shirin stayed away from people when she was young, and she was always careful not to have contact with others.
By the time she was able to conceal herself, most of the people of her age had already passed away, so she had no choice but to continue her journey alone.
There was no passionate love, no thrilling adventures; all that accompanied Shirin was loneliness and solitude.
Shirin neither liked nor resisted loneliness, because she had always been alone.
A person immersed himself in knowledge, traversing more than two hundred years of time, and entered the realm of the fifth order.
But now, a nascent succubus seems to want to burrow into her own world.
It's unrealistic to say that Xilin has fallen for Ning Feng; she's not some infatuated woman who's never seen a man before.
However, in her heart, this little guy did seem to be somewhat different from others, or at least quite interesting.
"Alright, let's see if your blood can bring me some different kind of fun."
What happens when the blood runs out?
Go draw again!
It doesn't cost any money.
...
...
Inside the room, the black cat, which had been missing for half a day, happily darted out of the shadows and landed on Ning Feng's head.
"I find her quite interesting! What do you think? Let her fall into depravity!"
"It's going to be very interesting!"
That's right, I am Anna, the cat-lover.
Ning Feng felt the rapid regeneration of blood in his veins, remaining silent and ignoring it.
"Oh, it's just a legend, what's there to be afraid of?"
"How about this~ If you successfully kiss her, I'll tell you a secret, a secret that you'll definitely be interested in."
She whispered seductively into his ear, anticipating what might happen.
“I’m different from her; I never lie.”
With a slight frown, Ning Feng stared at his arm, where the wound was no longer visible, and remained silent.
Don't believe me? Don't be so suspicious!
"Just think of me as some kind of task-issuing system. If you complete the task, I'll give you a reward."
"I can also make a [ding] sound every time, if you need it~"
"How is it? Isn't it great? Ah! I'm such a genius, this feels like it's going to be really fun!"
Ariana grew more and more excited as she spoke, seemingly already envisioning a delightful future of chaos and conflict.
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