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Without immediately pulling his fangs out of the other's skin, the silver-haired vampire king paused for two or three seconds, then raised his other hand and touched Zhou Ze's skin.

Zhou Ze's thoughts immediately flowed into the mind of the silver-haired young man.

This kind of "interpretation" might be a bit unfair, but...what does it matter? He wants to know everything about the boy, including every thought.

The silver-haired young man lowered his eyelashes slightly, and in just one second, he finished reading the whole thing.

Only after learning that the boy was not feeling unwell but just a little restrained and embarrassed did he feel at ease to continue.

The pair of cold eyes that were originally dark red had now become extremely blood red due to the stimulation of the blood, just like the cold moonlight outside the castle.

But it is no longer as cold as the moonlight, but is tinged with unknown excitement and madness.

If Zhou Ze met such eyes at this moment, he would be shocked.

Fortunately, Zhou Ze didn’t see it now, otherwise the last bit of strength in his body would be lost in an instant, and his whole body would be completely limp.

He now closed his eyes, silently feeling the blood flowing from his body into the pair of snow-white fangs, and then through the fangs, perhaps into the body of the vampire.

It's a... rather strange experience.

It's hard to describe it in any words.

Zhou Ze only knew that he had unconsciously clenched his teeth from the beginning, but now he didn't know when his lips had slightly opened.

All that brushed across my lips was hot air.

His consciousness seemed to be constantly wandering, then being gently pulled, and finally entangled around the silver-haired vampire just inches away from him.

Is this... the truest feeling of having your blood sucked?

……

When Zhou Ze woke up again, he found himself lying on a strange but soft big bed.

It was pitch black all around and the curtains were so thick that not even the scarlet moonlight could penetrate.

Where is this... Zhou Ze looked around in confusion at first, but it was obvious that the darkness was too thick for him to recognize anything.

Finally, when he touched the familiar screen, Zhou Ze realized that this was actually the inner room of the vampire king's bedroom.

The other party actually let him sleep in here.

Just as he digested this somewhat surprising fact, Zhou Ze heard the sound of curtains moving without wind coming from the window.

In less than two seconds, the heavy curtains were pulled aside by an invisible force.

The scarlet moonlight poured in, illuminating the scene.

It also allowed Zhou Ze to finally see the tall and cold figure not far away.

The young man had a blank expression on his face, and his pure silver hair flowed down like moonlight, giving people a sense of beauty that was almost suffocating.

Zhou Ze couldn't help but hold his breath and blinked twice, his eyes were clear yet a little dazed.

"Sir," the young man said softly.

"Ah."

Zhou Ze asked cautiously: "Did I just faint?"

"Well, the bath is too hot."

Zhou Ze uttered an "oh" and felt embarrassed for a second. Was the vampire king trying to make up for him? It wasn't that the bathtub was too hot. It was that his heartbeat was too fast and his brain was not getting enough oxygen, so he fell into a coma.

Of course, there are reasons for the baths’ heat.

"Well, I'll go out first." Zhou Ze was completely sober at this moment. The oppressive feeling of the silver-haired vampire king was too strong. Being in the same room with him, Zhou Ze was always extremely nervous.

The bite on his neck was particularly itchy, as if it was constantly reminding him of all the scenes of his blood being sucked.

Can't think, can't think!

Zhou Ze took several deep breaths silently, and without waiting for the Vampire King's reply, he turned and walked towards the screen, ready to leave.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt...