Collection of Wang Wang's short essays shame

The rabbit is ready and served on the table.

I'm not interested in human food.If it was before, I would definitely like this smell, but now, I can only smell the smell of oil, salt, vinegar and spices all over my nose.

There are also annoying things about being sensitive, I can no longer be happy with some smells, sounds.The voices upstairs, downstairs, left, and right in the house made me feel noisy, challenging my nerves incessantly.

If you ask me, what I am most satisfied with so far, it is probably the person in front of me.

The aura on his body is unexpectedly not disgusting to vampires, on the contrary, his blood has a fatal attraction to me.I fantasize about stabbing two holes in his slender neck and sucking his blood all the time.

After dinner, he washed the dishes and was busy in the room. After a while, he took out a soft quilt and put it in my coffin.

He said it was more comfortable lying down like this.I gave him a smile and once again resisted the desire to add food after dinner.

I appreciate the gentleness and delicacy in his character.

I thought of a question, the life of the blood race is too long, there is such a person by my side, not only considerate, but also pleasing to the eye, if he becomes a blood race to accompany me, it seems pretty good.

However, it depends on his opinion, if I create a vampire bat against me, my life will be difficult.

I had to watch him carefully before asking that question.

The author has something to say:

Thank you Carrot Dingding for mine~~~

I was too busy the past two days, so I didn't have time to update the article.I fell asleep as soon as I was free today, read this article first, and go to be more sinful tomorrow.

Some little angels actually said that what I wrote was all meat scum! !Sooner or later, I will cook a pot of fragrant meat for Ni Meng to see!

☆、The Vampire Diaries·4

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I never thought I could eavesdrop on gossip so openly.

The daughter-in-law of the village head next door had an affair with the family doctor, and it happened that her husband came back.My lover was naked and hid outside the small window on the second floor. My good eyesight hurt my eyes.

When I was alive, I was too upright, so I ran out into the sun wearing a big black courtesy, and when my husband entered the room, I greeted my lover loudly.

Blaming my eyes again, the lover's frightened expression for a moment made me gasp in admiration.

The husband angrily opened the window and caught the lover.

But when I thought it was all over and returned home, I heard two men gasping indistinctly, the lover begging for mercy, and the husband whipping him viciously.

The way these two people fight is really interesting. How can someone who hit someone ask the other person if he is happy, and the person who was beaten said it was great while begging for mercy?

When Yukimura came back, I hugged the rabbit and told him what had happened, and finally wondered why people make such strange noises when fighting?

His hand holding the spoon froze for a moment, which could not escape my eyes.

Then he smiled without speaking.

He obviously knew something secret but wouldn't tell me.

Not too happy, I threw him off the chair and onto the ground.

He looked at me in astonishment, and that expression made me complacent.

I pointed at his neck, using my teeth to find the best position, and he suddenly let out a heavy gasp, which was eerily familiar.

I remembered that when he was sucked by me that day, he hugged me excitedly, and couldn't help but stop and ask him what it felt like to be sucked by blood.

His iris purple eyes are deep and deep, his eyes are fixed on my mouth, his voice is inexplicably hoarse.

A little sore and a little itchy.He said.

I can understand the pain, why is it itchy?I asked him what the itching method was.

His eyes wandered and he didn't answer me.

I asked again, do you like being sucked by me?

He said he didn't like it.

I got up from him, and he asked me what I was doing, and I said I was going to find a pet that would be fed by my blood.

He grabbed my hand with such strength that even a vampire like me felt weird, and firmly dragged me back.He pointed to his neck and told me to suck it.

If the trick succeeds, of course I will not be polite to him.

He is taller than me, this posture bites his neck, and my neck is even more sore.I ordered him to lie down on the couch and press up.

Like those cute rabbits before, I first licked his neck to comfort him, but instead of being comforted by me, he stiffened and gasped for a while.

I tried again, but it had the opposite effect, so I decided not to waste any more time, and stabbed him in the fair neck.

His blood was so sweet that I was dazzled for a while, and it was not until the blood flowed into my body that I regained my senses.

It's great!Comparing the previous rabbit with him, it is like heaven and earth, it is completely different.

His reaction was still weird, he hugged me tremblingly, as if he wanted to rub me into his body.The strength was getting bigger and bigger, so I couldn't concentrate on eating.

I was so irritated by his disturbance that I could only stop and look at his face.

Before I could speak, I was taken aback by his expression.

His face was shrouded in obscenity and decadence, extremely glamorous and evil at the same time, a pair of clear and gentle eyes were soaked with lust, the curve of the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, but that smile was a kind of weird excitement .

That expression was only for a moment, he noticed that I stopped moving, and the strange expression disappeared as if it had never appeared. He raised his gentle eyes and looked at me and asked what was wrong.

I shut my mouth embarrassingly, and suddenly didn't dare to suck his blood anymore, and kept saying that I was fine and I was full.

He looked at me deeply and let out a flat oh.

Afterwards, the atmosphere was awkward, and we each recuperated and returned to our own beds.

I only felt a little sense of security lying in the coffin, and my mouth was full of his taste.

I have to admit, I'm obsessed with his blood, but his performance makes me uneasy.

As if I was the one who was sucked blood, not only did I not have a sense of accomplishment, but also a sense of loss of control that my whole body was invaded by his blood.

What a bad day.

I lost my demeanor in front of him, and I faltered at the critical moment.

Spit secretly for a while, I turned sideways and hugged the quilt to sleep.

I was put into a soft quilt and pillow in the narrow space, and now the damn thing is full of that person's smell, but I can't resist it.

The author has something to say:

I talked about stew before, not this one! !

No.1 said that he also asked me to stew meat, so he felt his conscience and had the heart to let me lose my morals like this!You will be shy looking at it, right?

When this article is over, I will open a chapter to make you blush and heartbeat, and it is very likely to be locked, and I will issue a notice one day in advance o(╯□╰)o

☆、The Vampire Diaries·5

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I have always believed in my sense of crisis, which has helped me escape many fatal dangers.

It reminds me of my tragic past.

I don't know why, but since high school, I've been nearly killed time and time again.Walking on the road, a flowerpot fell upstairs, leaning on the railing, the pole that was firm yesterday creaked today, and I went to the bank to withdraw money, but I happened to meet a robber who came to rob me...

In those three years, I lived in dire straits, and my family also lived in dire straits for my safety.

In the end I still died, and I was relieved instead.

I know my parents and sister must be very sad about my death, but from the moment I climbed out of the coffin, I had no intention of going back to them.

I can't and don't want to bring them endless troubles. After all, in the past, I have made my family suffer from illnesses with me all the time. I am physical, and they are psychological.The lost jobs of my parents can be recovered, and my sister doesn't have to work hard for me.

In the past, I was a patient, but now, I am not even a human being, maybe one day I will not be able to control the desire to suck blood, and I will stretch my claws to the person I love.

I can't be that selfish.

Let's talk about Yukimura Seichi.

My suspicions about him started that night.

Based on my many years of experience watching the famous detective X Nan, I suspect that he is an M, but I don't want to shake S at him at all, I just want to suck his blood quietly.

I don't have to mind if he just shakes M and doesn't hurt me.

However, with my precise sixth sense, I deeply think there is something wrong with him.

There was a sense of incongruity about him.

Beneath his gentle and handsome smile, there was a dangerous aura lurking.

So, I followed him today.

He has something to go out tonight, I turned into a bat and followed all the way, and I got the screams of countless young women.

The places he drove through became more and more remote, and finally came to a heavily guarded base on the outskirts of the city.

While he wasn't paying attention, I got into his paper bag, and his movement of holding the bag paused for a moment. Just when I thought I was about to be exposed, he took a coat from the car as if nothing had happened, got out of the car and left.

Along the way, I heard many people pay tribute to him, calling him "Professor Yukimura".

I didn't know until now that he was a university professor, and as a cohabitant, it seemed a bit dereliction of duty.

After a long time, he entered a laboratory, and I poked my head out of the bag secretly, and the cold silver light of the machine was shining around me, which made me tremble with fear.

In the middle of the laboratory is a huge experimental bed, which is more than enough to tie my whole body on it.

He put the paper bag on the sofa, changed into a white coat, and put on plastic gloves.

His attire is reminiscent of the doctors in the hospital. I was really fed up before I died. When I saw them, my whole body ached, and I felt that the needle holes were about to ooze blood.

He was fiddling with the instrument, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the paper bag. I immediately retracted my head, covered my head with my wings, and meditated silently.

If the spell worked, I wouldn't die.

When he grabbed my calf with two fingers and lifted up the whole bat body and hung it in the air, my heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys all collapsed.

With his face abruptly in front of his eyes, he said to himself: "It happens that a bat is missing to be dissected. I didn't expect it to hit the bag."

As he said, he put me on the experimental bed regardless of my struggle.

Damn Yukimura Seichi, try dissecting me!

I rolled like a donkey and turned into a human body, shouting repeatedly: "It's me!"

Yukimura put a fist to his lips to hide his smile: "Why are you here?"

His expression and tone of voice clearly knew the reason, but he wanted to tease Grandpa.

I squinted at him, trembling in my heart: "Are you that biologist?"

He pondered for a while, and said modestly: "I can't be called a master, I'm just a man who plays with instruments." Seeing my frightened expression, he smiled and replied, "Don't worry, I have no plan to dissect you."

His tone was slow, not joking.

It was hard for me to believe him.

He handed over a piece of clothing and pointed at my body: "Put it on first, it's cold at night."

I'm not much interested in walking the birds, but Yukimura's vague gaze just now made people feel creepy, so I immediately put on his coat.

Unexpectedly, he had already seen that I was hiding in his paper bag.

He was fiddling with some vessels and culture media in the laboratory, and I sat by the window by the moonlight to admire his serious attitude when he was working, and reconfirmed that his work was not bloody and would not harm my life.

Probably the moonlight is too good, I asked him frankly why he had such a strange expression when he was sucked by me.

He overturned a culture medium, his warm face was slightly reddish, and told me that he thought my teeth would secrete aphrodisiac hormones when they were inserted into the human body. .

I suddenly felt like a fool.

Yukimura Seichi is such an innocent boy, it's a bit embarrassing for him to express his feelings directly.

I misunderstood him before.

The sense of crisis that emerges is probably the sensitivity to his profession.But as a vampire, how can there be professional prejudice?

I am very sorry, but it is too embarrassing to say such a thing, so I choose to remain silent.

He continued to sort out the experimental materials, and I downloaded the League of Legends to play on the computer in his laboratory.

Well, it's actually pretty good to have such a breeder + reserve grain.

END

The author has something to say:

The next chapter will be in the third person, revealing the secrets of the black-hearted Yukimura Seiichi, plus what you are looking forward to... ahem.

It will be updated at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, please get on the ORZ on time. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

☆、End instructions

I have been writing articles under the name of Net King, and I am also very ashamed. . . .

This is the end of the book, maybe someday I will add a few chapters on a whim, but that's it for now.

Regarding the last chapter, you can private message or send an email. These two methods are too troublesome, so I sent it to Longma. . . .Those impure little angels who know Ryoma can go there and search for my pseudonym (*/?＼*)

In addition, the stupid author still has a hobby of writing short articles, so he plans to abandon Wang Wang and open a pit to write short articles.

Thank you for your support~

☆、The Vampire Diaries · Extra Story

Yukimura went to visit his friend Yagyu's house, but the Kurihara's next door had moved out.

Since Kurihara Nishirin passed away due to illness, the Kurihara family has been shrouded in a cloud of sadness for a long time, but life must look forward, and they finally decided to leave this sad place.

Yagyu is one of the few people who knows that Kurihara is still "alive", but he respects Kurihara and Yukimura's choice and does not tell the truth.

Yukimura was right, Kurihara didn't want his parents to see him now, so let him really die in their hearts.

Yukimura stood beside the empty house number of Kurihara's house, just like the first time he saw Kurihara.

At that time, Kurihara was seriously ill and was sitting in the courtyard feeding the sparrows. He accidentally looked up and saw him with a bright smile.

Like a bluegrass that is about to wither, but stubbornly maintains the illusion of vitality.

Since then, Yukimura has passed the gate countless times through the fence, but the boy rarely noticed him.

Yukimura seemed to be drugged and addicted, and he couldn't escape from such a gaze.He wanted to save the dying life, but it was of no avail, so he took a wrong turn. He spent many nights without sleep, catching bats, extracting genes, and developing a gene-modifying drug known only to him.

He saw Kurihara Xilin being buried in the cemetery with his own eyes. When night fell, he was alone, holding a shovel and frantically pushing away the soil covering the boy's body, and opened the coffin.

The moonlight that night was so beautiful, if there really were vampires, such a moonlit night would indeed be suitable for transformation.

Yukimura held the boy's pale and stiff face with both hands, and kissed him tremblingly on the lips.

He inserted the needle into the boy's body, pushed the needle, and stared at Kurihara's face motionlessly.

The moon rose higher and higher and gradually sank, but Kurihara never responded.

Despair looked down at his heart little by little, and at the moment when he was about to go crazy, the eyelashes of those eyes trembled slightly.Yukimura was ecstatic, but at the same time regained his senses, he got up from the coffin with a smile, closed the coffin with a calm face, and covered it loosely with soil.

Kurihara will find him, because there is his blood in the potion, connected to each other like poppies.

Yukimura stayed in front of that door for the last time, left without hesitation, and walked towards home.

Someone was there waiting for him to come home.

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Kurihara didn't expect that even if he became a vampire, his alcohol capacity would still be so bad, so he slept with Yukimura in a daze.After that, the two tried various poses like an old married couple, which opened the door to a new world.

Kurihara grieves deeply about his integrity, learns from the pain, and decides not to sink any more, so one time after Yukimura got better, he turned into a bat...

Seeing Yukimura's deflated expression, Kurihara walked around him a few times happily, trying repeatedly.

Just like today, Kurihara waved his little wings in circles until his eyes were dazzled, he stopped and changed back to lying on the bed panting, reaching for the water glass with one hand.

A pair of white jade-like warm hands suddenly clasped him, and before Kurihara could react, the gleaming handcuffs clacked his left hand to the head of the bed.

Kurihara raised his head blankly, and Yukimura sat on his waist, smiling softly like a spring flower: "bingo~ the little prince's magic time for today is over, and it's time to accept the punishment for disobedience."

It is too hard to maintain the bat state, Kurihara can turn into a bat for at most an hour a day, he was careful to hide it before, but Yukimura, the wolf, discovered the secret.

Yukimura wrapped Kurihara's fragility with his fingers, and said with a stroke, "Let me see if Xiao Xilin is hungry."

Kurihara's legs were weak, and there also stood up tremblingly, spitting out a little bit of essence.Yukimura's clean and long index finger, which was playing with the utensils, pointed at the tip, picked up the lewd silver thread with his thumb, and broke off just after leaving the small hole that exposed the cloudy white, and because of the sudden stimulation, more liquid was poured out.

The young man's deep magnetic laughter contained deep meaning, and his voice was hoarse with passion: "I can't wait so much."

Kurihara felt his ears itching, his cheeks were flushed, his legs were wrapped around Yukimura's waist, and the toes of his right foot rubbed against his waist ambiguously, urging him to take the next step.

With a low laugh, Yukimura's fingers dipped in the turbid liquid and stroked the sensitive perineum. Under Kurihara's sudden tremor, he first lubricated the dry acupoint, and then poked it lightly.

The warm and moist pussy wrapped around his fingertips, shrinking rapidly. "It's so tight." Yukimura pulled out his finger, took a tube of lubricant from the head of the bed and threw it to him, and said with a smile, "You lubricate yourself, otherwise I won't go in."

Kurihara Setsuna, who was eroded by lust, woke up suddenly, and Yukimura's smile contained erotic malice in his eyes.

very good.

Kurihara glanced at him, and took the lubricant obediently, opened it with one hand, squeezed out a large amount of lubricant and applied it to the backyard, poked it with his fingers, and explored to smooth out the wrinkles.Soon, he added the second and third fingers. Regardless of the crowd watching, he imitated the in and out of the genitals by himself, and made a lustful grunt because of the moisture.

"Well……"

He half-closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were flushed, and his face was self-supporting with enjoyment. As he was getting better, he let out an unbearable groan, and accidentally poking a certain point made him tremble, and the little Xilin in front of him immediately straightened up.

Just when Kurihara was about to attack at that spot, his hand was pulled out, and a fiery penis rushed straight in.

"Ah..." Kurihara Nishirin let out a long moan, and the ending suddenly became out of tune and suddenly raised.He stared at Yukimura and squinted at him, "Who let you in?"

Yukimura smiled and was about to pull away, but Kurihara subconsciously clamped his acupoints and wrapped him up with soft meat.

The two let out a low hum at the same time.

The encased place seemed to be charged with electric current, and Yukimura suddenly became bigger, but he still refused to move, but smiled and looked at the boy who was looking dryly at him.

Kurihara waited for a while, but he still couldn't wait for Yukimura to move, but he only felt the tide of emotion was surging, the bottom was crisp and itchy, and the emptiness was so empty that he wanted to be filled with force.No longer able to match Yukimura's patience, Kurihara disarmed and surrendered, his legs hooked Yukimura's waist even harder: "Come in quickly, I want... um..."

"Follow the instructions, my prince." Yukimura smiled leisurely, gentle and light, but his sudden attack had nothing to do with gentleness at all.

He lifted Kurihara's legs in the crook of his arms, every time he was about to pull them out and insert them into the deepest part.

"Haha... so cool..." Kurihara's eyes were clouded, he was almost knocked out of his mind, and his words and actions were completely dominated by his sexual desire.

When the insertion reached a certain point, Kurihara's moans changed, and the flesh in his hole contracted violently and twisted. "don't want……"

Yukimura put aside his feeble resistance, and instead attacked that place with all his might.Kurihara was so excited that his muscles tensed up, his back acupoints twitched non-stop, and the warmth almost squeezed out Yukimura who was caught off guard.

A tug-of-war is unfolding between the two, and it depends on who admits defeat first.

Yukimura pinched the two small red beans on Kurihara's chest, twisted them, and the tingling pain crawled all over Kurihara's body along with the comfort.His whole body was numb, and he subconsciously wanted to touch the trembling genitals, but Yukimura stopped him halfway.

"Don't touch it. That's mine." Yukimura thrust forward, and Kurihara was pushed forward.

Kurihara's shackled hand clenched tightly into a fist, and his free hand grabbed Yukimura's shoulder, and his nails drew a few red marks on his body.

The erotic sound of puffing water was clearly audible in the silent room where only the two of them were breathing ambiguously. The location quickly spread out, straight to the top of the head.

He let out a muffled snort, and the upright little Xilin gushed out tremblingly, and several violent contractions in his posterior acupoints strangled Yukimura.Yukimura plunged deep, shooting the scalding liquid into him.

Kurihara paralyzed and gasped for breath, two lines of physiological tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

The two hugged each other, still closely connected, as one.

"Is it comfortable?" Yukimura asked as he uncuffed him.

At the end of the passion, Kurihara joked: "You are too fast."

The smile on Yukimura's face suddenly deepened, and he asked with a smile: "Really? Then let's do it again."

The guy in the body has just rested, and there is a tendency to become hard again.Kurihara, who was so tired that he didn't want to move, used his limp hands to prop up his body in horror, trying to shake off the man, but was easily pulled back by the other party.

Kurihara: So, his sixth sense of crisis has never failed!

Kurihara Nishirin felt that sooner or later he would be forced to death by Yukimura on the bed.

Of course, the more important and direct thing right now is how to appease this guy whose ability is being questioned and who intends to show off his glory.

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