Baby, let me suck blood!

The content of the letter that Ai Luo asked people to hand over to Ketifel was very simple. He exchanged Abela for Chen Yixuan. Considering that neither of them could trust the other, the agreed place was set at a third-party territory—that was between the territory of the secret party and the demon party. Outside the neutral clan, the territory of the Lei Fu Nuo family who has always been indifferent to world affairs.

When Kotifel showed up at the agreed place with Chen Yixuan, who was tossed and exhausted, holding Chen Yixuan across his waist, Ai Luo was already waiting there──

"Prince Fanzhuo seems to be very free? He's here so early." Kotifel chuckled teasingly, and frivolously lifted the obviously oversized black covering Chen Yixuan's body with his cold fingers in front of Ai Luo. The hem of the shirt, caressing the warm and soft skin around the boy's waist recklessly, enjoying the delightful trembling of a weak human being being played with, the bastard with no morals narrowed his eyes happily, "Still, Fan Zhuo, do you care about this one?" Delicious humans care about it?"

Kitifil's unbridled movements and meaningful words instantly made Ai Luo's narrowed iron-gray eyes faintly glow with an unusually deep blood-red color...

He still hasn't recovered from the vitality he injured while fighting that black python in the primeval forest.As a result of the massive blood loss, the wounds cut by Ketifel were slow to heal.But he hides it well.Under the moonlight, the tall and slender figure was still tall and straight, the long silver hair was still gorgeous, and the iron-gray slender eyes that suppressed anger were still beautiful and calm.

However, he really shouldn't be in such a hurry to ask Ketifeier out.Whether it's out of negotiating skills or considering his physical condition and combat effectiveness at the moment, he undoubtedly put himself in a relatively low position by doing so.But even though he knew this better than anyone else, he still couldn't bear it.

He was worried that this weak human being with no self-protection ability would die!Waiting patiently until now is already the limit of what he can tolerate at this moment...

Chen Yixuan's condition was obviously very bad.With a pale face and purple lips, he was weakly hugged by Ketifel, and endured the pressure again and again under the ungentle touch of that presumptuous man, but probably the feeling was too uncomfortable, Ai Luo could still I saw him trembling helplessly...

Everyone has been old enemies for generations, and the other party is not a rookie-level novice.Now that he has already gained the upper hand in this transaction, the conceited Lord Fan Zhuo is in no mood to put on a hypocritical expression of "Oh, I don't really care at all".He just slowly stood up lazily on the big tree that he had been leaning against with his arms crossed all the time, moved his eyes away from Chen Yixuan's bloodless face, and met Ketifel's icy and cold ghost like a cold-blooded beast. With green eyes, the gentle and gorgeous voice was so cold at the moment, "Since you know that I care, you shouldn't mess with my belongings in vain. Ketifeier, you should know that I've always been stingy. Who moved?" My things, I will not let it go."

Facing Ai Luo's threat, the leader of the demon party who was used to doing whatever he wanted raised his eyes unaffected, whether it was his expression or the way he spoke, he was nonchalant about agreeing, "Ah, it's because I know you I won't let it go, that's why I want to get back all the interest I have to pay you from the spoils~"

"Really? If that's the case, you may be busy in the next few days, Ketifel." Ai Luo raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, and took out the ugly-colored, poor-quality, grass-roots-looking black bird from his arms. Painted beads, "'Abela' is here. You have been outside the barrier for so long before, so you should know its authenticity. Then, how about we—pay for it and deliver it?"

"This is impossible." The elegant and cruel man slightly raised the corners of his lips, shook his head calmly, and scratched the arteries of Chen Yixuan's neck with his silently stretched fingertips, and said with a leisurely smile: "I have helped Prince Fanzhuo take care of this weak little pet for so long, you must give me some extra thanks."

"The territory of the Ventrue family retreats thirty miles to the north."

"Your Excellency is very generous. But—what I want is for the whole Secret Party to retreat thirty miles to the north."

The blackmailed Mr. Vampire narrowed his eyes sharply, "Lesemba, you should limit your conditions."

The arrogant kidnapper shrugged nonchalantly, "If Prince Vandro disagrees, why not let us pat each other~"

So... negotiating this kind of thing, if you are a heartless and emotionless bastard, do you have a higher chance of winning? ...

Mr. Fanzhuo, who was threatened, blackmailed and manipulated... the final decision was to simply raise his hand, and quickly threw out the "Abela" who had been obtained after almost all the hard work!

While raising his hand to accurately grasp the heavy bead that the whole blood race was looking for, Ketifil unexpectedly raised his hand as if Fan Zhuo was throwing a bead, and directly raised Chen Yixuan, who had been in his arms, directly to Ai Luo Throw it in the direction! ──

Amidst the out-of-control screams of the unsteady little citizen under the weightlessness, Chen Yixuan suddenly felt that the terrifying force that pushed him forward irreversibly was unknowingly removed by something... When he reacted At that time, his whole body had already fallen into the big embrace that was so familiar to him both in terms of feeling and taste...

He opened his eyes wide and raised his head subconsciously... Then, he finally saw the gentle smiling face that made him feel at ease.

That person, looking at him at this moment, still had cold anger in his iron-gray eyes that could be completely concealed, but when those eyes fell on him, they were warm and soft that had not been seen for a long time...

He finally heard the familiar and doting voice of that person, telling him comfortingly, "Baby, don't worry, it's all right now."

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Yuanmu, March is really a month of suffering to the limit... all kinds of busy cats ==...

The real little attack came to the hero to save the beauty~ Well, in fact, the black-bellied adults are not so frustrated~ Mmmm~