[Chapter 28 Chapter 189 The Last Prince and Her Delicate Blood Bank 9]
Xiangnan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and even if Zhuang Li deliberately ignored it, he had to look at him at this moment.
He frowned, his remaining patience exhausted by Xiangnan's imprudent behavior. The look he gave him was irritable and cold.
Just one glance and you can see the problem.
The next second, the weak human in front of him covered his chest and began to cough softly.
While coughing, his legs went weak and he fell accurately into the arms of his respected prince.
"Master, Anan feels so uncomfortable. Is Anan going to die? Cough cough cough cough."
As he spoke, he looked at him pale and timidly.
When his eyes met, he hunched his shoulders and snuggled into the arms of his respected prince.
At this moment, it seemed as if he was some unforgivable evildoer.
Zhuang Li: "...?"
What happened? What did he just do?
And this guy, wasn't he fine just now? Why is he half-dead now?
Compared to Zhuang Li's confusion, the housekeeper next to him was no longer surprised.
This cunning and hateful human being, every time he gets mad at him, he complains to His Highness in this lifeless manner.
Fortunately, His Highness is smart and doesn't fall for his trick.
Wen Shinian lowered his eyes slightly, glancing at the weak and pitiful boy lying between his legs, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised.
The cold face became softer because of this faint smile.
She reached out and ruffled the boy's soft hair, and the smile in her eyes returned to indifference and coldness when she looked at Zhuang Li.
"Nothing else, you can leave."
Zhuang Li: "..."
Zhuang Li touched his nose and got off the sofa again after just sitting there for a while.
He took two steps towards the door, then turned back when he thought of something.
In this scene, the human who had just stood up fell down again and began to moan for no reason.
Zhuang Li: “…” It’s really weird.
Zhuang Li didn't know what to say. In the end, he simply chose to ignore it.
He looked at Wen Shinian and warned, "Your Highness, be careful of the Elders' Council."
After leaving these words, Zhuang Li turned and left.
This time he didn't look back. The moment he stepped out of the villa, his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After Zhuang Li left, Wen Shinian patted Xiangnan's head.
Xiangnan coughed twice and stood up weakly.
Wen Shinian glanced at him again and said, "Go sit over there."
Xiangnan's eyelashes drooped, and his pale face showed grievance and weakness.
"Master, I just want to be next to you. I don't want to sit on the other side."
Wen Shinian sighed, stood up and made room.
Xiangnan smiled obscurely, glanced at the housekeeper with pride, and happily picked up Wen Shinian. After he sat down himself, he put Wen Shinian on his lap.
This performance, this arrogant look, there is no trace of the half-dead weakness just now.
The butler completely ignored his provocation.
Without even looking at Xiangnan, he lowered his head and said to Wen Shi Nian, "Your Highness, there are still three elders, namely Yicun, Shui Zixin, and Bao Wu."
"It was the elders of Imura who signed the merger treaty with the hunters."
Wen Shinian nodded. "Yimun? That name doesn't sound like a good thing."
Although the butler did not dare to agree with this, he agreed with it in his heart.
Among the three elders, Yicun is the most difficult to deal with.
The former head of the family, Wen Shinian's father, had been troubled by Yicun many times.
And in that blood clan brawl, there seemed to be the shadow of Yicun.
"I think it won't be long before an elder comes looking for us."
Wen Shinian snorted coldly, not really caring about it.
She patted Xiangnan's shoulder, and after receiving the signal, Xiangnan picked her up.
"Ashe, close the door and go and have some rest."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The butler stayed where he was, and only raised his head after Wen Shinian's family disappeared into the room on the second floor.
After cleaning up the castle, he closed the door and returned to his room on the first floor.
"Master, are you thinking about what just happened?"
Back in the room, Wen Shinian lay on the bed, staring at the chandelier above his head in a daze.
Xiangnan took off his clothes and slowly climbed on top of her.
He stared at Wen Shinian seriously, with dark clouds rolling in his eyes.
Wen Shinian's sight was completely occupied by him, and she naturally turned her gaze away and looked at him.
"Yeah, thinking about Hunter."
Wen Shinian deliberately emphasized the word "hunter". During this time, his eyes were fixed on Xiangnan, not missing any of his reactions.
Xiangnan's expression remained unchanged. He lifted a strand of Wen Shinian's golden hair with his fingers and put it under his nose, sniffing it obsessively.
It's not enough to just sniff it, he also put it to his lips and kissed it.
His cheeks flushed slightly, and his eyes met Wen Shinian's without blinking.
"If the hunter's target is really the master, can the master defeat him?"
"Excluding unknown factors, in terms of force, we will absolutely crush them."
Xiangnan chuckled and leaned over to kiss the corner of her lips.
"Really? Then Master, you are really amazing."
Wen Shinian wanted to say something, but Xiangnan no longer had the heart to listen.
While Wen Shinian was about to speak, he rushed in and greedily absorbed her sweetness.
…
"Master, why don't you turn me into a vampire?"
Xiangnan hugged the speechless Wen Shinian tightly, massaging the back of her head with his hands.
Wen Shinian tilted his head slightly, beads of sweat beading on his forehead.
When she heard Xiangnan asking, she looked dazed for a moment and wanted to say something, but her voice was broken.
…
In the middle of the night, Xiangnan grabbed Wen Shinian's hair and rubbed it between his fingertips.
The soft touch of her hand was as addictive to him as she was.
Thinking of the way Wen Shinian looked at him when he talked about the hunter, Xiangnan suddenly chuckled silently.
When did she notice it?
It turns out his little master is so smart.
Xiangnan patted Wen Shinian's back gently, and tilted his head slightly to look at the bright moon outside the window.
I don’t know how long she can tolerate him?
By then, would she no longer want him? Would she hate him like the other vampires?
Xiangnan shook his head slightly, turned sideways and hugged Wen Shinian who was leaning on his arm again.
None of this matters.
Whether she doesn't want him or hates him, she is his.
He would try every possible means to force her to stay by his side.
Even at the end of their lives, they could not be separated.
Xiangnan lowered his head and took a deep breath of the rose scent on Wen Shinian's body. The curve of his lips was indescribably strange.
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