Don't suck me, I'm not sweet {wear book}

As soon as the final exam was over, Wen Nong immediately ran back to the dormitory, turned on the computer after yelling, and excitedly filled up the novel he had reluctantly parted with before.This masterpiece is Long Aotian's cool essay, and it is almost at the end.In it, the male lead is unparalleled in heaven and earth, but Wen Nong's favorite is the second male lead.The tyrannical Demon Realm Supreme is Wen Nong's favourite, looking through the backstage of his comments, every chapter left a comment, and every time he commented, he must call the male second.

In the early days, it was: "Give my monthly ticket to my son Daodao!"

The later stage is: "Give a knee to Papa Lu!"

The last comment is: "Lu Daodao bestowed me with European energy, I will come to see you after the exam!"

Wen Nong couldn't wait to start the novel. After reading a few chapters, his smile gradually froze.Until he saw the latter part, he exploded——

"I saw the paleness of the day, the Wujiang sword of Dongjian Xianjun transformed into thousands of lights, and the shadow of the sword rolled towards Mozun's road knife overwhelming the sky. Mozun sacrificed the Dragon Slaying Saber, but the spiritual flow froze..."

Wen Nong rubbed his eyes, exited and reopened in disbelief, but the line of words remained unchanged.

"The immortal world is boundless, ten thousand swords break the demon world, and slay the dragon with one sword."

"The devil is dead."

After a second of silence, the old father fan let out a roar: "My knife!!"

The author, Brother Zijing, get out of here!

Wen Nong's heart was torn apart, he was in so much pain, he beat the sky and screamed, and he was hit by all aspects of dimensionality reduction.He has been chasing Wen for a year, and he has liked it since he came out as the male second, and it turned out!Written to death by the author!

Stepfather!Return my son!

Wen Nong bumped his head in grief.The words on the screen shrink in a spiral shape towards the central point, and quickly distort and become chaotic, as if being sucked in by some black hole.Wen Nong didn't notice this, he was so busy howling, his eyes went dark after a few hits, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

Losing a beloved son, desolate jpg.

"The young man stepped out of the light of the knife, his eyes were red, and the smile on his lips was redder than blood stains. It is the only knife in the Three Realms that can shake hell, cut dragons and swallow moons."

Wen Nong recalled his son desolately, and he didn't know how long he had been in a coma. When he opened his eyes again, he felt a chill on his neck.He blinked inexplicably, and found himself wearing a fancy dress, being hugged by a young boy, and then——

Wen Nong felt the pain as soon as the boy sucked in his breath.

"Ah!! It hurts! Vampire!"

He stood up and pushed the person away, the feeling of those two fangs pulling out from his neck made people shudder.He covered his neck and was about to yell, but when he looked up, he saw the face of this weird vampire, his mouth was open and he couldn't hold back any sound.

First, as a face-control licking dog, Wen Nong has no resistance to all beauties.Secondly, the pupils of the vampire's eyes were strangely red at the moment, and a kaomoji appeared on the left side of his face.

Yes, a super fierce kaomoji (╬￣dish￣).

The boy frowned and was very obviously angry: "What are you doing, Zero One?!"

While talking, the facial expressions on the left side of his face changed into a very angry ╰_╯.

Wen Nong felt inexplicable and flustered with joy. He grinned and was about to smile when a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his head: "Didi, hello host, congratulations on entering the novel "Strategy of the Overlord". I wish you a pleasant stay in the future , goodbye--"

Overlord... the master strategy?Wearing a book?He couldn't catch up with the name of the cultivation novel.His favorite male second-hand knife is pulling Kuba violently, because when he was young, he practiced and forked his spiritual veins, which led to the need to suck human blood regularly...

Wen Nong looked at the boy from head to toe in disbelief: "Lu, Lu Dao?"

The facial expressions on the young man's face evolved again, and he said angrily, "How dare you call me the young master by name and surname?"

Wen Nong was in a mess for two seconds, his nose twitched, and he was about to cry and hug his son, but the sudden pain in his neck reminded him of the fatal original plot, and his desire to survive suddenly shot up.

He looked at his son with teary eyes, and ran out without saying a word, clutching his neck.

He remembered.Zero and one, this is a cannon fodder who doesn't even deserve a name.In the novel, the origin of this guy is unknown, just a cannon fodder from the Demon Cult. After Ludao went mad, he couldn’t stand hunger/thirst. This loyal cannon fodder voluntarily sucked up for Ludao. As a result, Ludao became so demonic that he accidentally sucked him dry .After Ludao recovered, he buried him sadly, and after that... there was no future.

The son is still alive, but if he doesn't run away, he will be sucked into a mummy by his son.

This place is very big, Wen Nong ran to the door and bumped it, trying to break open the door and escape, but a formation appeared on the door, which bounced him back with a bang.

Wen Nong flipped two somersaults in the air, and fell into the arms of Lu Dao, who was still a boy, in a daze.

Lu Dao's facial expressions became even more angry (〝▼皮▼), he directly threw the person on the table, teleported to the table and pinched the back of Wen Nong's neck: "How dare you run?It was clear that you donated blood voluntarily before, and you said that you would die without hesitation, but now you want to run away! "

Wen Nong couldn't stop tossing, cursing the magic system in his heart, and yelling: "Young master, spare me! My blood is too bad to drink, I dare not tarnish the young master's honor..."

Lu Dao's pupils became even redder. He couldn't hold back the faint running spirit, and he tore off Wen Nong's clothes in a fit of rage: "I won't kill you, why are you running? Don't... move!"

He muttered, his fangs sprouted again, he bent down holding Wen Nong, found the place where he had bitten before, and buried it impatiently.

Wen Nong yelled, and closed his eyes as if death was at home: My life is over...

Just as he thought he was going to die, the fangs on his shoulders pulled out, and then he broke his chin with a hand, and Wen Nong met his bright red eyes, and... a surprised face (⊙ω⊙') .

Lu Dao lowered his head and licked him, then looked up at him in a daze: "You... so sweet."

Wen Nong thumped, and tears filled his eyes: "Then, can the young master stop, stop sucking me dry in one breath? Since it suits your taste, how about stocking it up?"

The young Lu Dao pouted his mouth, looked left and right at him curiously, touched him up and down: "Weird, are you so sweet?" As he spoke, he took a sip of Wen Nong, his face turned red strangely, and his Adam's apple was tight. Live Zandong, the kaomoji on the left face becomes one (≧ω≦).

Wen Nong: "..."

Lu Dao licked his tongue impatiently, then bent down with his fangs open.

Wen Nong yelled, "Be merciful, son!"

Lu Dao was stunned: "What is your name, young master?"

"Father!" Wen Nong trembled like a sieve, "Forgive me..."

Lu Dao: "..."

With his fangs slowly withdrawn, he licked his lips, pretending to be angry to hide his panic: "Ling Lingyi, you are so stingy! I just bit you twice, and you won't suck it..." He babbled for a long time, eyes flashing The red color gradually weakened, and Wen Nong slowly stopped trembling.

"Aren't you afraid?" Lu Dao snorted, and touched the tooth marks on his neck with his cold fingertips: "I won't eat you again, so this will help you stop the bleeding... eh? Why can't it stop?"

Seeing the new emoji on his face, Wen Nong wanted to laugh for no reason.What's up with this property?There is no such sand sculpture in the original text.

There are a lot of foreshadowing in the original text about the inability of the bite marks to heal. The author Ge Zijing said before that the original body of a bunch of road knives is so cool and cool. All the marks he bites cannot be healed with spiritual power.But what kind of hammer is the original body? It hasn't come back.

Lu Dao, as the popular male second of Shuangwen who can stand up to the male protagonist Dongjian, also has a lot of showmanship behind his back.In the later period, it was very simple for the minions in the demon world to distinguish the preferences of His Majesty the Demon Lord, just by looking at the bite marks on the girl's neck.This setting is extremely spicy, but it also inexplicably pokes the point of male readers.For a while, Lu Dao's popularity list was on par with Dong Jian's, just because he bit a heart shape on his Zheng Gong angrily.

Lu Dao's fingers touched his neck. Although he didn't stop the wound, the pain lessened a lot, and Wen Nong felt itchy instead.Coupled with his ever-changing facial expressions, it is really too much to make people laugh.

But...he is still being pressed down, this posture is so weird.

Wen concentrated his neck to flatter him: "I said young master, can you let go of the little one first? My neck is twisting a little hard..."

Lu Dao pinched his chin vigilantly: "Linglingyi, what if you run away again?"

Wen Nong laughed dryly: "The young master is an ancient spirit that has not been born in the devil world for thousands of years. How could I escape from the young master's palm with one shot...?"

Ancient spirits have nothing to do with ghosts, they are the abbreviation of ancient spirit matter, which means that the absorption and control of the aura of heaven and earth is close to that of ancient gods.This year's students from the Three Realms are relatively good at fighting, and there are two ancient spirits, the male protagonist Dongjian and the male Erludao.

At this time, Ludao's cultivation was astonishing, but he was actually eighteen years old, and he was a bit naive, and he would cock his horns when he heard other people's compliments.

The two antler-like magic horns on his head had already pointed out, and he groaned: "That's right, even 1 of you are not my opponents, how dare you run? What are you running for? Ah?"

Wen Nong hugged him along the pole, boasting the young master so much that he really let go of his hand.At this time, he found that there was no emoji on Lu Dao's left face, and it seemed that it appeared and disappeared together with the rampant red color in his pupils.

Wen Nong stood up holding his neck, a little taller than Ludao.He looked at Lu Dao, feeling a surge of excitement and fear in his heart.

ah!My son is still alive and well, it’s great that he’s not dead.But I actually transmigrated into the book and became my son's ration, wiping away the old father's vicissitudes of tears...

As soon as Lu Dao stretched out his hand, Wen Nong's legs went weak: "Young master, what are you doing?"

Lu Dao gave him a blank look: "I won't suck you, I'll take you to see the wound and see if you can stop it."

Wen Nong rubbed his neck and forced a smile: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt now..."

Lu Dao frowned suddenly.

"I'm going! I'm going!"

Lu Dao changed his face in an instant, and smiled: "You are obedient." But why does it sound like a curse?

He stretched his arms around Wen Nong's waist, tipped his toes, all the formations in the room blazed brightly, the door opened, and a strong flow of spiritual power burst open.Ludao Lingfeng came out like a knife out of its sheath.

...and Wen Nong is the blade feather flying from the hilt.

Residents on the ground of the Demon Realm Dadu heard a long scream and the surprised voice of the young master: "What are you yelling?"

"I'm afraid of heights!"

The author has something to say:

Ask for an advance order of "He's a Big Cat, I'm a Little Fish"~

Jiao Tang was dumbfounded when he received the job notice. He didn't expect that his ten-thousand-year cannon fodder would actually be able to play the role of a cannon fodder in a drama starring idols!

He immediately went to the set excitedly, and when he really saw idols up close, his feet were floating.

then……

He and the cold and ascetic idol embraced and transmigrated into the magic revised script——

The cannon fodder turned into a sweet pastry, the protagonist dismounted and the villain

Hey, get excited.

But not long after, he found that his idol had changed a bit.

"Are you in love?" Zhou Jin forcefully thumped his couch, and suddenly made a bang when he finished his speech, turning into a majestic big black cat.

Zhou Ban: "..."

Jiao Tang trembled: "The kind of sand, sand sculpture?"

Before long, he realized that something was wrong with him.

"Would you like to sublimate?" He mustered up the courage to talk to Aidou, his face flushed as soon as he finished speaking, and the tail of the fish came out with a bang.

Jiao Tang: "..."

Zhou Jin: "Use the tail?"

In a word: Idol, he fucks the character design