bloodline temptation

Lin Jing was so frightened that she almost bit Ximo's tongue, but she pushed him away by reflex.

"What's wrong?" Xi Mo was caught off guard and was pushed inexplicably.

"He, you..." Papa Lin finally recovered his breath, and looked at Ximo in shock.

"Dad." Lin Jing hurried up to support him.

The blood prince's eyes lit up, father-in-law? !

"Hello, Uncle, I'm your son's boyfriend." Ximo grinned and showed his white teeth.

Lin Jing's legs were a little weak from the shock, why so bluntly, I'm still thinking of words, bastard!

"...Strigoi?" Papa Lin has no time to care about whether the other party is a man or a woman. After exploring the blood clan for a lifetime, he can naturally see at a glance that the man in front of him is not ordinary.

"Yes." Xi Mo nodded.

Papa Lin felt a little dizzy again.

In the small water bar downstairs of the movie theater, Lin Jing sat beside Xi Mo, looking at her father timidly and guilty.

Simo gently held his hand under the table, wanting him to relax a bit.

"What's going on here?" Although Papa Lin specialized in studying blood clans, he never expected that his son would be abducted by blood clans in the end!

"I really like him." Lin Jing replied in a low voice.

"So you didn't go abroad, you were with him?" Papa Lin couldn't believe it, "You've been in the Blood Castle?"

"Well." There were too many things that happened during this period, Lin Jing didn't intend to explain everything in detail, and she couldn't explain clearly, but there was one thing that must be said.

"Dad, we are all serious." Although Lin Jing was still a little timid, she clasped hands with Xi Mo and never let go.

Ximo looked at Lin Jing, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. Although the little fool's voice was trembling nervously, and his head was probably confused, he was still very firm and serious.

Papa Lin looked at the man sitting next to his son, not knowing what to say.

"Uncle." Ximo finally said, "I am sincere to Xiao Jing, please believe me."

"...This is too absurd." Papa Lin recovered from the shock, and couldn't accept everything in front of him, "Xiao Jing, come home with me!"

"Dad." Lin Jing's heart suddenly went blank.

"uncle--"

"You don't need to say anything." Papa Lin interrupted Ximo excitedly, "I can't agree, please stay away from my son."

Lin Jing's eyes were red, and just about to argue, Xi Mo spoke first: "Xiao Jing, go back with Dad first."

go back?Lin Jing looked up at him in surprise, and went back alone?Didn't you agree to face it together?

"Be obedient." Xi Mo wiped away his tears.

Papa Lin turned his head away, not wanting to see the intimate behavior of the two of them.

Lin Jing nodded, and slowly let go of his fingers, her palm was cold.

The father and son were speechless all the way. After returning home, Ms. Lin was watching TV.

"Xiao Jing?" Mother Lin was pleasantly surprised when she saw her son enter the door, "When did you come back?"

"It's not long since I came back." Lin Jing forced a smile.

"Why are both father and son unhappy?" Mother Lin frowned, "Have you had a fight?"

"No, I have a cold and don't feel well." Lin Jing sniffled, "Mom, I'm going to rest first."

Mother Lin felt sorry for her son. After cutting the fruit, she went to the kitchen to make soup.

Papa Lin sat in the living room for a while, then went into Lin Jing's bedroom.

"Dad." Lin Jing's voice was hoarse.

"How do you know the blood race?" Papa Lin sat in front of him, trying to be amiable.

"I met by accident." Lin Jing lowered her head, "I have always liked men since I was a child."

"But he's a vampire." Father Lin even began to think that it doesn't matter if he likes a man, as long as he is a normal human being.

"He is very kind to me." Lin Jing's nose was sore, in this lifetime, it is impossible for another person to be so kind to him.

"There are many people who are kind to you—"

"But he is different." Lin Jing interrupted her father, "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm very tired."

Papa Lin sighed and walked out of the bedroom.

When Mama Lin's soup was ready, Lin Jing had already fallen asleep wrapped in a quilt, with a sickly yellow complexion.

"Do you want to send your son to the hospital?" Lin's mother was worried, "Is it sick, or just returned to China?"

"It's okay, let him rest." Father Lin rubbed his temples, feeling a little headache, and was about to go back to his room to rest, but received a call.

"What's wrong?" Mother Lin was surprised, "Going out?"

"Xiaofeng's call, tell me to go out." Father Lin took his coat, "I won't come back if it's too late, let my son have a good rest, and make him something nice tomorrow morning."

"My own precious son, do you still need to tell me?" Mother Lin was puzzled.

Listening to the voices coming from outside the bedroom, Lin Jing felt sore and wronged in her heart.

Knowing that my parents are good to me, if I can, I also want to work hard like most people, get married obediently, and go home with my wife and children during the holidays.

But I just can't do it. My heart is only so small. After living in one person, it is already full, and there is no free time to pretend to be someone else.

The palm of the hand was cold, but the ring on the ring finger was warm, just like the temperature in the man's arms.

The minute hand of the clock on the wall went round and round, and the night was getting darker and darker. Lin Jing sat on the bed, a little dazed.

A black shadow passed by the window, and the next moment, there was another person beside the bed.

Looking at those familiar eyes, Lin Jing rushed forward desperately, hugging him tightly with both hands.

"Hey, it's okay." Ximo held him in his arms and comforted him in a low voice, "I will always guard you, so don't be afraid."

The voice next to his ear was still as gentle as ever, Lin Jing lost all of her pretended strength, and threw herself into his arms and cried for the rest of the day.

"Don't worry, baby." Ximo patted him on the back, "You just need to wait for me obediently, and leave the rest to me."

Lin Jing nodded and held him tightly.

Xi Mo smiled, bowed his head and kissed his cheek.

"Sleep, I'll watch over you."

In the apartment on the other side, Han Yifeng was convincing his father-in-law for Ximo.

Papa Lin had a headache: "Xiao Jing is messing around, why are you messing around with him too?"

"It's just nonsense." Han Yifeng said helplessly, "It's not a big mistake to like men."

"But the person he likes is a blood!" Papa Lin was furious.

"Ximo is not only the blood clan, but also the ruler of the blood clan." Han Yifeng sent Tang Tang to make tea, "Isn't that bad? His power is beyond imagination, at least Xiao Jing will never be bullied."

"The blood ruler?" Papa Lin was a little shocked.

"Yes, and he is also one of the rulers of the Demon Race." Han Yifeng touched his chin, "If uncle is willing, I think he will be very willing to take you to the Demon Realm."

"...I won't agree." Although Han Yifeng's conditions were indeed tempting, they were still not as good as his son's future.

"Why?" Han Yifeng frowned.

"The blood race will neither grow old nor die. Xiao Jing is young now, and he can play around with him. How about after more than ten years?" Papa Lin sighed.

More than ten years later, the blood race will still be young as before, but the human race will grow old. By that time, who can guarantee that they will never leave?

"Xiao Jing..." Han Yifeng hesitated, "He signed a contract with Ximo."

"What?" Papa Lin was surprised, "What contract?"

"Blood contract, Ximo has given all his soul and life to Xiao Jing." Han Yifeng said lightly, but Lin's father was dumbfounded, and the teacup in his hand almost fell to the ground.

After studying blood clans for so many years, I naturally know what the blood clan contract means to vampires.

"He is really good to Xiao Jing." Han Yifeng smiled, and seemed to be a little bit moved by Lin Jing's good luck, "So please give them a chance."

After returning home, it was already the morning of the second day. Father Lin walked into the bedroom and saw Lin Jing was still sleeping, with his arm resting on the bedside, and on the ring finger of his left hand, he was wearing a dark red ring, which symbolized the power of the blood clan. Onyx.

Seeing the faint grievance between his brows, Papa Lin sighed in his heart.

During breakfast, Lin Jing was woken up by her mother and sat at the dining table in a daze.

"Son, drink this." Mother Lin put a big bowl of thick duck soup in front of him.

"It's so early in the morning, why did you give him such a greasy thing?" Papa Lin frowned.

"Go, go." Lin's mother was impatient, sitting beside her son and looking at him happily.

"Mom." Lin Jing's back felt cold when she saw her.

Mother Lin is much younger than Father Lin, and with proper maintenance, she looks more like Lin Jing's sister.

Papa Lin shook his head, he had never done anything to this little wife.

"Mom, it's time to eat." Lin Jing was awkward.

"What do you want to eat at noon?" Mother Lin pampered her son unconditionally.

"I haven't had breakfast yet." Lin Jing was just about to reach out to serve the porridge when she suddenly heard her mother scream.

"What's wrong?" The Lin family father and son were taken aback at the same time.

"Looking for a girlfriend?" Mother Lin pulled away the collar of Lin Jing's pajamas, looking at those ambiguous red marks and asked.

"Mom..." Lin Jing was embarrassed, and hurriedly covered her collar.

Papa Lin coughed twice, and reached out to take a bun: "Eat, eat."

"When will you bring it back and show it to mom?" Ms. Lin couldn't help but be overjoyed, the legendary daughter-in-law!

"No, mom." Lin Jing looked unnatural.

"Aren't you pretty? How do you treat me? How's your temper?" Mother Lin asked.

"It was bitten by a mosquito." Lin Jing perfunctory.

"If it's a mosquito, bring it back and show it to me!" Mama Lin was full of momentum.

"I'm afraid I'll scare you." Lin Jing said helplessly.

"Ugly?" Lin's mother froze for a moment, then shook her head resolutely, "Forget it, I don't agree."

Papa Lin choked on the porridge.

"...No." Lin Jing looked at her mother and mustered up the courage to say, "He is fine, everything is fine."

"Xiao Jing!" Papa Lin frowned.

"Shut up!" Lin's mother turned furious.

"Mom." Lin Jing said in a low voice, "He...is a man."

The room was suddenly quiet, except for the faint sound of car horns coming from downstairs.

"A man?" Lin's mother was stunned, "You said you... found a boyfriend?"

"Yes." Lin Jing lowered her head.

"Xiao Tong?" Mother Lin's first reaction was Wu Tong.

"No." Lin Jing shook her head.

"...Yi Feng?" Mother Lin could only think of these two people.

"No." Lin Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Who is that?" Mother Lin asked.

"He's not a human, he's a vampire." Lin Jing felt that her mind had gone blank, but she still said it all.

"Blood race?" Lin's mother was dizzy, and her first reaction was the hideous mummies in her husband's laboratory.

"Mom." Lin Jing looked at her tentatively.

"No, no." Mother Lin shook her head quickly, "You, you, you, don't talk nonsense."

"He's not talking nonsense." Papa Lin sighed, and stepped forward to hold his wife's shoulders.

Lin Jing's nose was terribly sore, her mind was stunned, and she knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

"Xiao Jing, what are you doing?" Lin's mother panicked and hurried up to pull him.

"Mom." Lin Jing's voice was hoarse, "I'm serious."

"It doesn't matter if you like men, but you can't find a blood race." Mother Lin really couldn't accept her precious son being with such an ugly mummy.

"Mom, can you meet him, maybe you will like him." Lin Jing felt wronged.

"No, no, I won't see you." Mother Lin shook her head again and again, "You are not allowed to see me again."

"Mom, I beg you, Mom." Lin Jing begged repeatedly, "Just one side, one side is fine."

When did Lin's mother see her son so pitiful, even if she didn't want to go, she couldn't bear to refuse, so she nodded.

"Dad..." Lin Jing raised her head and opened her mouth tentatively.

"I'll go too." Papa Lin sighed.

"Thank you." Lin Jing's nose was sore.

Although I don't know what the consequences of meeting will be, I always have to try.

If you don't fight for it, you really have nothing.