Quick Wear: The Scheming Female Supporting Role is Beautiful and Seductive

"what?"

Shen Zhaowan was stunned, and a trace of confusion and innocence flashed across her eyes.

Such a nonsensical question makes it difficult to understand its specific meaning.

Most of her attention was now on her neck. The tip of Brand's teeth pierced into her skin at an extremely fast speed, not deep, so it only caused a slight pain.

When he sucked, he always swept the wound with the tip of his tongue to soothe it, which was more like an unintentional flirtation to Shen Zhaowan.

Now the warm feeling still lingers...the tingling feeling flows through the blood.

Soon, a sneer sound reached my ears, followed by the touch of cold fingers on my lips.

"you can not do that."

Shen Zhaowan dodged his hand, but the next moment he clamped her jaw and pulled her hand back.

"Is this or that?" Brand asked in a neither light nor heavy tone, with a casual attitude.

Feeling the burning gaze on her lips, Shen Zhaowan couldn't help but bite her lips lightly, wishing she could hide them.

What's wrong with this guy...Isn't my neck enough for him?

Brand originally thought that Shen Zhaowan had made a choice, but after staring at her for a long time, he found that her lips were darker in color but did not have the blood beads he wanted.

He narrowed his eyes in confusion, "You don't dare? Then I'll do it."

"Brand, are you crazy?"

"I've already gone crazy."

A very light murmur escaped from his lips just before they touched, with a rare hint of self-mockery.

The voice was so soft that it seemed like an illusion. Before Shen Zhaowan could distract herself and think deeply about it, the pain in her lips had already made her unable to think about anything else.

It was soft, very soft, so soft that Brand's inner emptiness was filled in an instant. An unexpected surprise made him extremely intoxicated. He used a little more force on his mouth and sucked her lower lip, feeling the sweetness of blood.

The blood he sucked out was rolled into his mouth by the tip of his tongue.

Maybe because compared with the neck, there was too little room for him to maneuver here, so he just used a fang to pierce it a little tentatively.

Shen Zhaowan hit Brand several times, but he remained motionless.

He concentrated on her lips and blood, and saw him close his eyes for a moment and be absorbed in it, as if he was about to drown in it.

Seeing that he didn't react at all, Shen Zhaowan was so angry that she directly covered his lips and bit them hard.

Blame him for being too greedy, blame him for not wanting to show his true face at this moment...

Brand retreated in the next moment, "Stupid woman, what are you doing?"

"You bite me?"

Shen Zhaowan's lips, stained red with blood, looked so beautiful and tempting. Mixed with the blood of two people, it was impossible to tell whose it was.

"If you bite me, I will bite you."

Brand laughed angrily and said viciously, "Good, very good, you are really good."

Shen Zhaowan keenly sensed the danger and immediately wanted to go down.

"late."

Brand grabbed her back and pushed her in front of him.

"Can't you bite? Then let's see who sucks the other dry first."

After saying this, Brand seized the opportunity and started a new round of bloodsucking.

The cut on his lip was small, and a drop of blood rolled out at a time. Brand sucked his lips fiercely, causing them to feel pain and numbness.

Shen Zhaowan averted her gaze, her eyes flickering slightly.

Crazy man, did he really think she wanted to participate in this childish adult sucking competition...

What she wanted was of course... to make him feel pleasure other than just sucking blood.

Shen Zhaowan no longer tried to escape stubbornly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and tried to draw the blood from his lips.

But he just didn't know what to do. The tip of his tongue trembled as he tried to lick the blood, but was blocked again, once, twice... Brand felt a strange feeling coming up, and his blood-sucking action suddenly paused.

Slowly, he felt the woman in his arms tracing his lips with the tip of her tongue, and tentatively licking the wound she had bitten.

He retreated strangely again, "What are you doing?"

"I'll lick the blood off of it, and then suck you dry."

She spoke seriously, with a serious face, but Brand still felt it was very strange.

However, the desire to win came to his mind in an instant, and Brand believed what he said for the time being without giving it much thought.

Seeing him continue, Shen Zhaowan hugged his neck tightly, biting and licking his lips, leaving a little tooth mark.

Brand thought that the game had reached a tense moment, but gradually the atmosphere changed because of Shen Zhaowan's thoughts.

The simple act of bloodsucking inexplicably carried a hint of eroticism, and somehow it looked like a deep kiss, with both of them focused and attentive.

The opponent was very strong and kept sucking on the wound. Shen Zhaowan groaned uncomfortably.

All of a sudden, Brand seemed to be electrocuted. He let go of the person and gave her a push. Shen Zhaowan was caught off guard and fell from his legs to the ground.

"Ah~"

"Brand."

Shen Zhaowan looked at Brand with misty eyes, a little questioning.

"Why did you push me?"

Sitting on the throne, Brand, looking down carefully, lowered his eyes, with an unnatural look on his face for a moment.

He looked at Shen Zhaowan's face and took in her grievances.

His eyes suddenly became complicated.

"I win." He stared at the other's swollen lips and said lightly, "I'll spare your life this time."

"you……"

Before Shen Zhaowan could finish her sentence, she was sent away again by Brand.

"Crazy man, I'm so mad at you."

Shen Zhaowan returned to her room with a face full of resentment, stubbornness and childishness.

What do you mean he won? He obviously lost.

Shen Zhaowan looked at the mirror in the room, her fingertips moved to her lips, and then she in the mirror slowly lowered her gaze to her shoulders.

This time the other party came in a hurry and did not even help her treat the puncture wounds on her shoulders and lips.

It is especially obvious in her.

After Shen Zhaowan left, Brand still sat on the throne, motionless, like a sculpture.

After a long time, he finally moved in the darkness, and touched his lips for no apparent reason. Like Shen Zhaowan's, they were also red and swollen.

He touched it hard, and a few drops of blood stained his fingertips. Brand looked at it all, his scarlet eyes a little vacant, and he removed the means that were hiding his features, and his flawless face completely blossomed in the darkness.

Brand rubbed his fingers vigorously, trying to simply rub off the blood and make his fingers clean again.

Unfortunately, it's in vain.

Even the mood he wanted to calm down was still the same as when the person left. After so long, he still got nothing.

The occasional crazy smile on Brand's face had disappeared and turned deep.

Why does it still feel wrong?

[Ding ding ding, the male protagonist "Brand"'s love value +5, the current love value is 20.]

After touching his lips, he looked at his arms and thighs.

Shen Zhaowan had already left the Shen residence, and the warmth had disappeared, but Brand felt that there was still some familiar feeling in the places she touched, as if the person had not left.

After failing to figure it out, Brand simply stopped thinking about it, snapped his fingers, and summoned the crows.

The leading crow is still the one who likes to play tricks on people and looks at the mean one.

"Owner."

"You are looking for me."

It flapped its wings and came in front of Brand, looking around.

He was a little shocked at the moment, and his eyeballs as big as beans rolled around.

"Master, are you hurt?" The crow began to scream, "Who hurt you? How dare she hurt you? I must get her back."

"That Shen Zhaowan is missing, Master, was she the one who did it?"

I can only say that the crow was half right.

Brand glanced at Crow with disdain and said, "Your voice is really unpleasant. Shut up now."

Crow felt wronged: "..."

This is for the owner's good.

Then, Brand said, "Is there any good news? Let's capture more people."

"Master, we have found two families that live in seclusion. Their ancestors were all hunters. Their blood should be useful. They are on their way back."

Brand's smile was sinister, with his fangs exposed and his bright red lips made him look particularly scary.

"Back then, they were determined to suppress and seal me away. Now, they should use the blood of their descendants to personally welcome me out."

"Ha ha ha ha."

“They definitely wouldn’t have thought of that.”

"It's a pity that some people died too early and didn't have the chance to hear their descendants begging for mercy..."

A voice filled with hatred sounded, and even the crow shuddered.

Back then, Brand watched with his own eyes as his tribesmen, who were originally immortal, were reduced to ashes one by one. All of his tribesmen left, and he was not able to escape either. He was suppressed underground at the age of twenty.

During this thousand years, he has been accompanied by darkness, sometimes awake, sometimes asleep, lonely and entertaining himself.

If it weren't for this coincidence, I don't know how long I would have been isolated.

However, he would not let go of any of the enemies he had locked onto at first sight.

Brand thought of something bad, and his already scarlet eyes looked even weirder.

"Yi, send more of your men over there, and find out where the traitor is now."

"Yes, Master."

The crow that was named immediately answered, "Yi," which was its name, and it was given by its owner himself.

As long as the master is fine, it will be fine too. The master has been underground for a thousand years, and he has been guarding outside the castle for a thousand years. He is very excited to think that he will soon see the master come out and truly break free from his restraints.

It seemed as if it had seen those people trembling in fear.

"Master, I will find out as soon as possible."

In the blink of an eye, the black fog dissipated and the crow appeared a hundred meters away.

……

In the past two days, Bev has been at home all the time and has been more well-behaved than before. She spends most of her time eating and sleeping, and doesn't have much time to think of ways to hurt Shen Zhaowan.

Bev was not summoned, and neither was Shen Zhaowan.

Since I was inexplicably sent back that day, no one has disturbed me in the past two days.

Shen Zhaowan simply packed up her things and walked down the mountain carrying her small bag.

When she went out, she deliberately chose a high-necked dress to cover the two particularly obvious small wounds on her neck.

As for the mouth, the swelling had gone down in two days, but there was one spot that was a little darker in color.

I'm not worried about being discovered.

After doing all this, Shen Zhaowan went straight to Uncle An Lie's house in the town.

Boom boom boom—

"Uncle Andre."

"It's Miss Shen." An Lie's voice was bold and full of concern.

Before leaving, Ivy specifically emphasized many times that he should help take care of the children at home.

Shen Zhaowan suddenly came to his house today, and he thought something had happened.

The whole person stepped out quickly and asked anxiously.

"But what's the hurry? What happened?"

"Uncle Anlie, you're overthinking it. It's okay. Everything is fine."

"I came here today just to ask if my father's house in town is habitable?"

An Lie breathed a sigh of relief, "You and Bev had a fight?"

An Lie had been there often before, so he knew a little about some things.

Shen Zhaowan didn't want him to guess any more, "It's okay, I just miss my family and want to move out."

An Lie looked as if he understood, as if he was very sure that she and Bev were just having a quarrel.

"That house has been empty. When your father was busy, he would stay there temporarily. If you calculate the time, no one has lived there for a long time."

An Lie added: "I'll take you there."

"But after a while, I definitely need to clean it up first."

"I'll find someone for you later."

The two of them walked and chatted. Shen Zhaowan had no idea what the other person was thinking, and she always received sympathetic and caring looks along the way.

An Lie, who was standing aside, had actually sighed countless times in his heart.

Shen Zhaowan's appearance was completely different from theirs, and her figure was also slightly slimmer. The people in the town all had big frames, and both men and women, young and old, looked strong and sturdy. Only Shen Zhaowan and her mother were the only ones who made people feel distressed just by looking at them.

Although Shen Zhaowan is only 1.68 meters tall, when she stands in front of An Lie, An Lie still makes up some things in his mind. He naturally thinks that she has been wronged and can't help but move out.

But after all, it is Ivy's family affair. As an elder, An Lie cannot interfere too much. The most he can do is to give him a few words of advice.

Now, he could only take Shen Zhaowan towards the town near the pier.

I happened to meet Milo halfway.

An Lie said, "Milo, what a coincidence. Go buy some daily necessities and help clean up the room later."

Milo guessed in an instant that Shen Zhaowan might move into the empty house, and immediately nodded and ran away.

Soon, they arrived. This was the house that Ivy bought a few years ago. He originally planned to move in with his family, so the house was quite large and was a long distance away from other houses.

However, later on, he would only come and stay for a while when the Ivy caravan was busy transporting goods.

When I opened the door, the air was filled with the smell of dust.

Shen Zhaowan fanned her hands a few times. There were few pieces of furniture in the room, but it was complete.

She looked around and saw that Ivy was sleeping in the outermost room on the first floor, while the other rooms were empty and had not been moved.

An Lie: "Ms. Shen, I'll clean up first. This is your own home, you can choose one yourself."

"Okay, Uncle Andre."

The layout of the house was similar to the one on the mountain. Shen Zhaowan didn't plan to live there for long, so she just randomly chose a room on the second floor.

With the help of Andre and Milo, the house was cleaned quickly.

Before leaving, An Lie kept telling her, "Miss Shen, there are things to do at the dock. I have to leave first."

"But if you need anything, you must find me. Of course, Milo is also a diligent child. If you can't find me, you can also ask Milo for help first, okay? You must speak up if you have any grievances."

"I got it. Don't worry, Uncle An Lie." Shen Zhaowan smiled helplessly. She could tell from the other person's eyes that he must have been thinking a lot.

After An Lie left, Milo, who was called out, stood in the distance feeling a little awkward.

"Miss Shen, what happened?"

It took him a long while to muster up the courage to ask. Being misled by An Lie, he also thought that Shen Zhaowan had suffered a great injustice.

Shen Zhaowan straightened her skirt and said, "It's nothing. I just heard about it before but never came to see it. On a whim, I wanted to stay here for a few days. Don't worry, I'm fine."

"That's good. Miss Shen, please remember to come to me if you have any problems." Milo then pointed outside.

"I live in that direction, not very far away."

Shen Zhaowan nodded: "Okay."

……

On the first night, Shen Zhaowan had no dreams and slept soundly and comfortably.

On the second night, no one disturbed me. I still went to bed at dusk and slept until dawn.

The third night...

The peaceful night was broken by the sudden arrival of an uninvited guest.