Otoko Game: Male protagonists, I’m just a scumbag

"what?!"

Luo raised his eyebrows and snorted.

"If I wasn't trapped here, what would your injury mean?"

"But..." He narrowed his eyes and looked closely at Wei Lan's neck:

"What's that around your neck?"

"What what?" Wei Lan touched the place he had just bitten, feeling the wetness, he rolled his eyes:

"Isn't it just a dog bite?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand touching his neck trembled. He thought about the other side of his neck. Although it was healed, there were still two small scars. Is this man so petty?

Damn, thinking about this, he recalled the day when he was pressed against the door and bitten, and his lower back was pressed.

How humiliating!!

Can't the male protagonists in this world die? !

Let me be the male protagonist of this world——!

"Impossible," Luo questioned.

"Were you bitten by another bastard?"

Although his words were questioning, they were very firm.

Good, good, you are indeed the villain number n! You actually said that the male protagonist number 1 is a bastard!

After Wei Lan finished complaining, he felt uneasy because of his gaze and scratched his head:

"Hahaha, how could that happen?"

Even if you get bitten, it’s none of your business.

Although he really wanted to say that, it was just a thought, he was just an ordinary mortal...

Fortunately, Luo mentioned another thing.

"What kind of injury did you suffer that is so serious?"

After hearing what he said, Wei Lan recalled the bitter journey of being shot, cut, and stabbed before, and shook her head with tears in her eyes.

"It's nothing, just an accidental injury."

"No matter how you brought me here in the middle of the night, you didn't do it just to nibble on me, did you?"

Wei Lan's fist hardened again.

Luo Yang's eyebrows, his eyebrow arch and strong nose bridge separated the light and shadow, half bright and half dark.

"It's been more than half a day, and there's still no news about my sword?"

. . .

"Haha..." Wei Lan felt guilty again and rubbed his fingers:

"But are you sure it's at the Pope's place? I haven't even seen the Pope, and... I went to the room on the top floor of the monastery and didn't find anything."

Although he was only looking at Lin at that time, if it was such a conspicuous sword, he would have noticed it at the next glance.

"I don't care - you have to bring the sword to me within a month."

Luo moved, looked sideways at his hands, and tried to stretch them, but now he couldn't move at all:

"Don't die during this time."

Although Wei Lan hated his tone, this was what he had agreed to in the beginning, so he couldn't say anything.

"Speak..." Luo looked Wei Lan up and down again.

"Have you lost weight?"

"what?"

Why does this guy always say things that he never expected? But he also thought that it was probably because he had been lying down for so long and hadn't eaten anything, so he didn't expect this guy to be able to see through it.

But the next moment he felt that it was nonsense for his superiors to want him to see it, because his eyes were fixed on Weixian's chest, studying it.

He was wearing only a simple silk lace nightgown tonight, revealing his flat chest.

Wei Lan couldn't help it and punched him on the right cheek again with all his strength:

"Where are you looking—?"

"You——" Luo opened his lips slightly in pain, and a sweet and fishy smell of rust came from the corner of his lips. It seemed that he was broken. How could this young lady be so strong?

"Your flesh has grown to the size of your fists, right?"

"Well, you perverted vampire, do you believe that I will punch you again now?!"

Wei Lan used his hand to pull his hair back along his forehead. Damn it, if I took out his big dick now, it would probably scare him to death.

But he is not an exhibitionist.

Luo gritted his teeth and said,

"This is the first time I've seen someone like you in all my life!"

He had lived for two hundred years, and no one had ever dared to be so presumptuous. He should have been very angry and killed the person in front of him directly.

However, he actually found it somewhat amusing to see Wei Lan cursing.

Wei Lan clasped his hands together and said sarcastically,

"Oh yeah, who can an old monster like you meet while being locked up here?"

As soon as he uttered the last word, he bit his tongue.

Because a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Hey, why did he get into a quarrel with this person?

Although we have signed a blood contract, I still think it is better to have less contact with this guy when I think of his miserable state in the future. Moreover, this guy is so cruel that he might regret it one day and want to tear him apart.

This time, Luo didn't threaten him or anything like that anymore.

Wei Lan thought about it and decided that he had to speed up to find the sword.

There was nothing else to do now, so he had to go.

Wei Lan stretched out his wrist and handed it to him.

"Bite it."

He might wait for a long time afterwards, hoping that this guy would not summon him in the middle of the night again and let him drink more.

Alas, Wei Lan sighed in his heart, thinking that he was really too kind.

Luo looked at the blue veins under the fair skin, his pupils contracted twice, and his throat became dry unconsciously.

But he gritted his teeth, turned his head, and his fiery red hair fell down:

"Don't think I like your blood! It tastes terrible."

Wei Lan rolled his eyes, turned his face over, and put one wrist to his lips.

"Do you think I'm willing? Next time, don't call me over in the middle of the night. I'm not a ghost. I need to sleep. Hiss—"

I don’t know if he couldn’t resist the temptation or what, but before Wei Lan could finish speaking, he opened his mouth and stabbed her.

Damn it, Wei Lan cursed inwardly and stretched out his hand to pinch the man’s waist. The harder he bit, the harder his hand would be.

. . .

"Okay, I'm leaving then?" Wei Lan held his wrist and was about to leave when he suddenly turned his head.

"By the way, I feel a little strange. I remember that I seemed to be out of your control before? Why did you call me over, and at that time..."

And controlled him to move his neck closer.

Wei Lan frowned: "You wouldn't..." have added something extra to the blood contract.

Luo stopped licking his lips immediately, lowered his head, and covered his face with his hair.

"How should I know! Can you please just go away--!"

Wei Lan was startled by the roar, and wondered why this man was so strange. Although he finally let go, he still felt a little strange.

When I came out of the cellar, it was already getting light outside. Birds were chirping, and the next day had arrived.

Wei Lan cried so hard that she wanted to die, his sleep!!

At this time, the servants had already gotten up, ready for a new day of work. Since the servants were replaced, his palace had become much more peaceful.

Wei Lan didn't think twice and rushed to the second floor, bandaged his wound, and lay down to sleep.

...

"Princess, Your Highness, please get up quickly. Today's banquet is not over yet..."

Winnie's voice sounded above, Wei Lan turned over sleepily and continued to sleep.

The next second, the sound changed, but it was a bit far away.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to get up."

"Lin, Lord Lin." Winnie immediately lowered her head.