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Gulu Gulu swallowed the cold blood, and he felt that he was integrated with Celt, whether it was consciousness or blood.

This strange feeling that had never been felt before came from the bottom of his heart and occupied his whole mind in an instant. He was like a person who has wandered in the desert for too long and found a source of water, eagerly and uncontrollably to absorb it.

The temperature in the body gradually disappeared, replaced by endless cold, as if the heart was being devoured by countless ants.

"what--------"

Silent screamed in pain, grabbed Celt's hand, and pulled out bloodstains. He screamed hoarsely in pain and struggled non-stop.

"Wei, don't bite yourself." Celt pried open the boy's mouth, stuffed his fingers in, and let his teeth bite down fiercely.

The painful moans in the room didn't last long. Silent nestled in Celt's arms with a pale face. He moved his fingers, and he could clearly see the large bloodstains on Celtic's clothes from the corner of his eyes. Contaminated dust can be seen clearly.

"Selter, have I become a vampire?"

The hideous wound on the finger gradually healed, leaving only a drop of blood dripping down, Celt kissed the boy's blood-stained lips, pressed it against his nose, and corrected with a hoarse voice, "Honey, you just became my partner. "

Shen Mo opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. Although he knew it was part of the mission, but he was about to become a vampire...

Too unscientific.

The night is no longer mysterious, everything is magnified countless times in the eyes.

Standing outside the castle, you can hear the subtle sound of crows flapping their wings in the forest, and you can clearly see the tiny paths of delicate rose petals in the rose garden, even the dew slowly condensing on them.

The silent expression pleased the Duke beside him. He saw the boy showing a childish side, and he could understand the other's mood, because he also walked over that way.

Having the mysterious power to see through nature is the glory of the blood race.

"Selter, I seem to hear Slovak's panting, and..." Silence had a strange expression on his face. He listened carefully and determined that in a room in the manor behind the castle, Slovak was moaning indulgently. On the other side is Daniel, the gardener of the manor.

The corners of Celt's lips raised slightly, and he hugged Silence. He stood at the top of the castle a few times, and said, "Wei, have you found the beauty of the night?"

Mo Mo put his arms around Celt's neck, and his vision penetrated the dense and dark forest unobstructed. He saw a little mouse on the street of the town looking for bread crumbs in a pile of garbage. Blocks of yellow hair that have been sparse for some reason can be seen.

"Okay, Wei, it's time for you to eat something." Selt pressed the slightly excited boy into his arms, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The night in London is full of hustle and bustle. Walking on the street, you can clearly see the speed of blood flow on everyone's body and even a layer of tiny pores under the thin skin. The urgency became more and more intense, and when he found that his heart was about to be unable to restrain the desire, he panicked a little.

"Selter, I'm a little hungry."

His Excellency the Duke stroked the boy's hair, pointed to a place on the side of the street, "Go."

Silence followed his gaze. Standing at the door of a flower shop was a beautiful girl in a linen dress with a shy smile on her face, like a budding flower.

Watching the young man slowly approaching from a distance, Celt suddenly frowned. The feeling at that moment was too sudden, but this did not hinder the real existence. He was angry because of jealousy.

When the boy had a pleasant conversation with the girl and was about to capture him, Celt took him away.

"Wei, I can't stand you touching other people's blood." Celt stroked the boy's cheek, he unbuttoned his collar, and sent his neck over.

No vampire can resist the temptation of blood, and he can't control his silence well. Seeing the alluring neck in front of him, his eyes turned red almost instantly, and he leaned over in a little confusion, first He licked it with his tongue, and the tiny fangs stuck out fiercely.

When the cold blood poured into his mouth, he trembled excitedly, put his arms around Celt's waist, and sucked it even harder.

Selt hugged him and patted him on the back. After a while, he said with a smile, "Wei, this is your first time eating, enough is enough."

Licking the blood from his mouth, Mo Mo's eyes were greedy and complicated. He knew that a drop of blood on the man in front of him could drive the whole blood clan crazy, but just now the other party asked him to drink.

Touching the man's pale face, Shen Mo buried his head in his shoulder, "Mr. Selt, I want to invite you to have sex in the rose garden."

Selt narrowed his eyes, and spoke in a low and magnetic tone slowly, like the most mellow wine, "Dear Wei, if this is your wish, then..."

"as you wish."

The dark king promised his children that tonight, the rose garden is destined to bloom.

The manor was silent. A few black bats received the order and left the rose garden as quickly as possible. The next moment the black light disappeared, and the entangled man and the boy landed with a black feather.

Shen Mo watched the rose petals floating in the sky and condensed together, paving the road under his feet. He had only seen a magician, and it was still through the TV. The shock brought by this moment made him feel incredible.

Pale and strong fingers slowly unbuttoned the boy's clothes, Selt's cold lips rubbed against his neck, and his tongue licked down from his ears, "Wei, why do you always like to be distracted?"

Shen Mo pursed his lips slightly, and he raised his hand cooperatively, making it easier for Celt to take off his cumbersome dress.

When the night wind brushed against his naked skin, Mo Mo shivered. He opened his eyes slightly and touched his chest. Although the temperature was not obvious enough, it was not extremely cold.

Seeming to know what the young man was thinking, Selt licked his shoulder and gnawed his teeth, "It will take some time, Wei, soon, you will completely belong to me."

Mo Mo's back relaxed a little, so he could still see the sun tomorrow.

The aroma of roses filled the nostrils, and the petals under the body were crushed to produce red flower juice, which was quickly dried by the wind and printed on the fair skin, showing a hint of ghostly color.

Selt held Silence in his arms, pushed his legs apart with his knees, and kissed wetly from the neck, chest, and between the legs, all of which were done ambiguously.

"Itchy..." Mo Mo bent his legs, the petals blown by the wind fell on his chest, the cool itching spread, and was replaced by a blow of pain, he looked down.

The man was savoring a small ruddy bean in his mouth, and seemed to notice his gaze, and suddenly raised his eyes, the bloodthirsty eyes rolled with thrilling lust.

Only to one person.

The sound of sipping water was erotic, and Celt was playing with another little bean that had been neglected. The careless elegance of the movements in his hands was in stark contrast to the urgency in his eyes.

He was afraid that if he went in rashly, he would tear the boy under him apart, which was not what he wanted.

So what to do now is to let the other party relax.

"Hmm..." Shen Mo left the rose petals and rubbed against the person on his body, with a slight whisper in his mouth, "Selter..."

Celt took a deep breath before releasing the crimson and swollen little bean that had been ravaged, and licked his tongue down, holding his toes in his mouth, turning his tongue around, and licking back and forth.

The silent ups and downs of his chest showed his emotions at the moment. He was struggling, and the corners of his eyes were lowered to see a noble man kneeling there. His black hair was scattered, setting off his pale face. From his angle, he could see the back of the man's shoulders. The black bat mark is a deadly temptation.

When the legs were lifted, and the cold and hard thing without temperature opened the secret place, Mo Mo heard the trembling and joyful voice in his throat.

Perhaps it was because of the fusion of blood, he was no longer cold, but was replaced by an unprecedented stimulation, and even the blood flowed uncontrollably all over his body.

Occupying without gaps, Selt licked the boy's eyes lightly, "Wei, look at me."

Shen Mo opened his closed eyes, watched the sculpture-like face approaching, and then saw himself in those blood-red eyes.

The two kept looking at each other, watching each other slowly sinking in desire until they were completely submerged in it.

All the vampires in the castle knew that there was a new member joining, the servants with blank expressions were still busy with the work in hand, and several vampires who had socialized with Silence would show a subtle expression.

They look forward to the boy's joining, but they are uneasy about the boy's loyalty to the adults.

In the dim room, Selt sat in the coffin, stroking the sleeping teenager in his arms with one hand, and holding a cup of extremely brightly colored things in the other hand.

Hena clasped her hands tightly, watching her beloved adult drink the blood of inferior animals, her mood was complicated.

Lifting his head and drinking the last bit of blood, Selt closed his eyes slightly, trying to let himself ignore the astringent feeling that disgusted him.

"He is my child and my partner, Hena, remember, all my things are shared only with him."

"My lord, I shouldn't be angry, I shouldn't be jealous, I should try to appreciate him." Hena bent down and knelt on the ground, and kissed the back of Celt's hand reverently, "It's he who made you complete, my lord, you Knowing what love is is something to be celebrated."

That day, the blood clansmen in the castle saw bloodstains on the face of the always rigid and serious butler, which had not yet dried up, from the corners of his eyes, falling in two lines.

There was a sudden scream in the dark and closed space, Shen Mo opened his eyes suddenly, wiped off the sweat on his face indiscriminately, and the dilated pupils gradually recovered.

He had a dream. In the dream, Celt turned into an ugly and hideous monster, nailed to a stake, screaming and reaching out to him, but he picked up the holy cross and stabbed Celt indifferently. heart.

Everything in the dream is impossible to happen, he knows this very well, but why is he uneasy.

After a while, he breathed out calmly, pushed open the coffin lid, picked up the kerosene lamp, opened the door to illuminate the long corridor, and called while walking barefoot, "Selter, where are you?"

The damp, cold and empty hallway echoed every time he called, but fortunately he was used to it.

The sound of footsteps came from the other end of the corridor, and by the light of the kerosene lamp, he silently watched the vampire walking towards him, in a neat and exquisite black dress, with a lazy and elegant smile, and the familiar breath of death.

"Wei, you forgot to wear socks again." Picking up the boy who was watching him silently and taking him back to the house, Selt wiped off a little dust on his feet, and put on socks for him.