Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

Because he agreed to Perth's proposal to feed him blood once every two days, Ran Heming was very reluctant to go to the villain's house to deliver blood on the second day after returning home.

"Master, are you going out?"

Ran Heming stopped and turned his head to look at the male protagonist who was walking towards him. The male protagonist in knight costume was very handsome, with a slim waist and long legs, and a well-proportioned figure, which made him extremely envious.

Although he was puzzled as to why the other party would suddenly come to ask him this question, he still answered the other party's question honestly. After all, the man in front of him was a man with the aura of the protagonist. If he didn't answer, he would be the one who made the other party unhappy.

"Correct."

"Where are you going?" Payson asked again.

"The Duke of Campbell."

Hearing this answer, Payson reminded him of the tooth marks he saw that night, and his eyes darkened immediately.

The reason why he didn't come back in the past few days was because he was a guest at the Duke's house. If Payson wants to go this time, he doesn't know when he can come back, and he doesn't know if the Duke will do something strange to his master.

Thinking of this, he asked a little worriedly: "Does the master need me to accompany you?"

Eh?

The hero goes with him?

Ran Heming thought about this matter carefully, and found that it seemed feasible. He felt that it was very possible to take the male lead to go home today.

Thinking of Ran Heming being moved by the male lead, he thinks that the male lead who will turn black in the later stage has a good heart.

"Okay." He heard himself say happily.

This was the first time that Pei Sen and Ran Heming shared a carriage. He thought that the other party would let him ride along on horseback, but he didn't expect that the master would ask him to ride in the carriage together, but he did not refuse as if obsessed.

What's it like to be in a carriage with a male lead who might kill him in the future?

Ran Heming thinks that his heart is calm, because the hero has no signs of wanting to kill him now, after all, he eats delicious food and drink offerings in his mansion, and brings so many conveniences to their family, if he wants to kill him again, it is really justified intolerable.

The only thing that scares him is the villain, who wants to suck his blood from time to time and won't let him go home!

But fortunately, he learned to be smart this time, and brought the male lead here too. With the male lead here, the probability of him being kept here should not be high.

"Master, here we are."

Boss narrowed his eyes unhappily when he saw Payson who was following the little guy.

It's too much of an eyesore.

"Is Joe worried?"

Boss smiled and approached Ran Heming, his eyes showed no other emotions.

"What are you worried about?" Ran Heming tried to fool him.

"Come here, Joe."

Looking at those serious eyes, Ran Heming walked towards him as if his body was not under control.

The legs and feet are not controlled by the brain. At first, I was a little panicked, but thinking of not letting the hero see him being sucked blood, my heart was relieved.

"So cute." With a smile in his eyes, Boss praised this well-behaved child in a good mood.

Be good.

Ran Heming couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart.

So he didn't notice the corners of Perth's lips slightly raised because of his actions.

They came to the familiar bedroom. On the way, although Ran Heming was very concerned about why he had to come to the bedroom, he still suppressed the desire to ask.

The ancients said: Curiosity killed the cat.

He couldn't be the cat that got killed.

"Why did Joe come with him?"

Did he mean the male lead? Ran Heming wanted to bring him because he was afraid of being left behind, but he couldn't answer like this, and he couldn't make the other party feel that he was guarding against him.

If he knew, he felt that the villain would pack him up and take him to that old castle, then raise him as a blood bag, and never let him out again.

"He is my knight." Isn't it normal to take a knight out? Ran Heming was proud of the excuse he made, and his small chest even stood up.

His cute action fell into Perth's eyes, which made him smile even more.

He bent down, slowly approached the other party, and whispered in his ear: "Then, I'm going to start eating."

"Wait, wait." Ran Heming stopped the other party, thinking that last time his legs were so weak that he was going to fall to the ground because of the blood sucking, he looked at the bed behind him, and had an idea, if he sat on the bed, his legs would not be weak and he would not be able to stand up Living situation

After walking to the edge of the bed and sitting on it, he closed his eyes, raised his fragile neck like a sacrifice, but his heart was pounding in his tense chest, took a deep breath and said, "Let's begin."

He just felt his waist being gently embraced, and then he was put on the bed.

Don't you want to suck blood?

Push him for what.

Ran Heming wanted to know what the other party was going to do, so he opened his eyes, first he saw those attractive eyes, and then his neck was bitten.

"Well……"

It doesn't hurt, it's itchy, and the tingling sensation spreads from the bitten place and connects to the brain, like taking some terrible medicine.

The loss of blood made his brain a little dizzy, and when his eyes started to blur and he thought Boss was going to stop, he saw him change places and took another bite.

"Well... that's enough..." Ran Heming protested softly, couldn't help raising his hand, trying to push the other person away from him.

Because he felt that if he continued to suck it, he would die!

But Bosi's body was like steel, motionless, he began to panic, thinking that he might be drained of blood and die, Ran Heming was very scared.

Fearful and wronged at the same time, after all he followed the agreement well, why can't he escape the fate of death, obviously he just wants to live.

Thinking of this huge grievance swept over me, my eyes were moist.

"Wow, I promised to suck blood for you...why do you still want to kill me..." Ran Heming said while crying, pitifully.

He is only a teenager and he doesn't want to die. If he can't go back after he dies, it's a good thing, he hasn't found a way to go back yet.

Ran Heming was crying so sadly, Boss raised his head, and saw that the other party's cheeks were full of tears, those azure blue eyes, which were like jewels, were pitifully full of tears at this moment.

In his long life, Boss has never seen someone who can cry as cutely as this person in front of him. If he didn't know that the other person is an ordinary person, he would suspect that the other person cast a spell on him from time to time, otherwise he would think that this person cried so much that he would Want to protect it.

"Sorry, I don't know how to restrain myself." Boss wiped away his tears and healed the blood hole on his neck by the way.

"You are too much... I can hardly see clearly..." Ran Heming thought that his life was not long, so he put down his burden and complained to Boss in his temper, and he didn't want to be afraid of not guarding against him, but felt very wronged in his heart, "I don't know Dying woo woo woo... hiccup."

At the end of crying, Ran Heming hiccupped loudly, startled himself, stopped crying for a few seconds, and then continued crying.

"I was too much." Boss said, if you listen carefully, you can detect a smile in this sentence.

But the only two parties were only focused on crying, and didn't even bother to notice these things, so they didn't notice that rare, gentle smile from the heart.

Ran Heming had been upstairs for several hours, and Pei Sen who was downstairs was very anxious. He didn't know what happened to his master upstairs. He wanted to find out, but was stopped by a servant. He had no choice but to stay downstairs. Slowly wait for the owner to come downstairs.

He paced back and forth in the hall, and had no time to taste the pastries on the tea table, and even though his mouth was very dry, he had no time to drink water.

This is the first time he cares about someone so nervously. This kind of emotion is too strange. Maybe the other person doesn't need his worry at all, but he still can't help thinking about what they are doing upstairs.

Do you do things that only men and women do?

Still going to leave bite marks on the neck again, Payson thought that these were not what he wanted to see, he didn't like the way they were physically intimate.

[The author has something to say: The hero, you are bent. 】