They all love me after wearing them back

"Still going out?"

Lin Huairan glanced at him, the beauty looked sideways, like a deadly poison, but it made Vilgan love him.

"Wang, you just woke up, do you need..."

There was deep anticipation hidden in the man's words, and his pair of phoenix eyes were slightly raised at this moment, coupled with his tough guy attire, it was simply bursting with hormones.

But Lin Huairan will not do what he wants. In this world, he will never eliminate his blackening value in a "gentle" way, and with the character of the wolf cub in front of him, the redemption and healing system has no effect at all.

What he wanted was absolute suppression, the absolute surrender of the man kneeling in front of him.

Lin Huairan's eyes flashed fiercely. After all, in this multi-racial mixed world, if you don't have strength, that's...

dead.

"Don't make me say it a second time."

Lin Huairan didn't bother to explain to him that this world must completely conform to his personality.

He is Wylight, a noble, glamorous, seductive and depraved blood prince without knowing it, a man who has a deep bond with Weir.

"Okay... If the king needs anything, please remember to call me, I'm right outside the door." Weier bowed, then turned and left, his pace was very slow, not at all like the windy walk in the past, More like procrastination.

Lin Huairan didn't like to pay attention to his little tricks, he stepped out of the pool of blood, with a pair of slender beautiful legs, the bright red on his legs hadn't run out yet.On the bloody ketone body is the intersection of blood and extreme whiteness, unreasonably extravagant and unreasonably tempting, just like the deadly and extremely attractive golden apples, which are only dedicated to the most beautiful people.

And the most beautiful person is Lin Huairan himself.

There is no blemish on the fair skin, and every inch of skin is like God's meticulous carving.As a second-generation vampire, although time has worn away his vigor, his fascinated charm still exudes an intoxicating taste like the mellow fine wine.

As the blood family closest to Cain, the ancestor of vampires, Lin Huairan is naturally the most beautiful and charming existence.

After changing his clothes, he stretched his body, and the bones that had been stagnant for a long time seemed to be awakened, making a crisp sound.

The man touched his left chest. There was a cold heart that couldn't beat. It had no pulse, no body temperature, and couldn't breathe.

The vampires have eternal life, but more vampires spend their long lives with loneliness, and even they themselves don't know how long they have lived.

They will not disappear into the long river of history, but will only carry on with their loneliness and tranquility, and then go on into the next century, meeting all kinds of people again, but there is no shadow of the old people anymore.

This is the price that the blood race should pay—as a reward for eternal life, so many high-level blood races will feast and feast, vent their loneliness in their hearts, and be temporarily intoxicated between drinking and drinking.

What's more, they will turn into blood-sucking monsters, hunting and killing human beings, just for the momentary blood-sucking pleasure, and finally embrace a lifeless existence full of bones in their arms.

When Lin Huairan woke up this time, in addition to completing the task, he should reorganize the blood clan and make up for the mistakes he made a hundred years ago, even if he fell asleep again.

"Too weak..."

The man squeezed his arm with his pale fingers, and the corner of his mouth was slightly turned down, with a bit of a childish look.

Now that he is weak, any low blood can kill him.

Although it is said that the strength will return slowly, everything takes time, and if you want to completely restore the peak period, the time will be even longer.

The noble blood prince looked at the wooden door, as if he was looking at someone else through the wooden door, his black pupils were sharp.

For a moment, he seemed to have thought of some good idea, smiled slightly, buttoned it up completely, and walked out.

Isn't there a free bodyguard outside the door?

[System: Host, I still want to remind you, be careful, don't roll over!If you have any unpleasantness, you can confide it to Ben Tong, even if it's just a joke. 】

[Lin Huairan: Heh... In this world, you should be prepared to be thrown into limbo by me. 】

【system:? ? ? 】

As night falls, a crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the bright moonlight shines down. The surrounding area is so quiet that only the sound of cicadas singing all their lives can be heard.

Vile at the door obeyed his agreement and stood motionless on the spot. He stared at the door expressionlessly. His pair of rare steel-blue eyes became softer under the moonlight. They were no longer sharp, but somewhat There is a lot of tenderness in it, and the short black hair makes the whole person more tough.

Hearing the stirring sound of the bath water, his expression changed slightly, his body took a step forward slightly, and his eyes became colorful.Just as his hand was about to touch the wooden door, he suddenly stopped as if thinking of something, with his head lowered and his hands clenched tightly.

Can't break the rules...

Just when Weir was hesitating, the wooden door was pushed open with a sharp force, and the moment he looked up at the man, he completely stood there.

The man was wearing a tight-fitting, wide-sleeved aristocratic costume with red stripes on a black background, and the scarlet cross-patterned cavalier black boots were wrapped around his knees, making his already tight-fitting black trousers more docile, making his legs look straight and slender Long, a pure black belt loosely cinches the waist, making the overall look elastic and full of luxury.

He is the real prince of the blood clan, and he becomes more elegant when he wears a fancy dress.

If it is said that his naked|naked ketone body is a little bit confusing, then he, who is dressed in fancy clothes, has the unique abstinence aesthetic feeling of a blood prince.

"King...you..."

Weier was dumbfounded for a moment. He knew that his king was very beautiful, and his appearance as a pure-blood could not be compared with that of a mixed race, but when he got close to him at this moment, it was inevitable that he would be hit by a wave of beauty crit.

"how?"

Lin Huairan stepped in front of him. Looking at it this way, the man in the fine clothes was taller. He stretched out his hand, stroked Weier's chin lightly, and then frowned and said:

"Has stubble."

Then he moved his hand away.

Wang touched him!But his stubble seemed to make him unhappy, and now Will wanted to say something to make his king happy again.

"Wang, you look good!"

Hearing the sincere praise, Lin Huairan felt a little bit of joy, but he was a little bit interested in teasing the man in front of him.

He leaned close to Will's ear, breathed out, and said, "Where does it look good? Is it the clothes you gave me? Or me?"

Weier felt that the place where the cold air was sprayed trembled first, and then it became a little hot, because the blood race did not breathe, and the cold air spit out by talking was like a key to rekindle the flame. The heat carried by the flames is transmitted along the nerves to every part of the body.

The man didn't want to let Will go, but moved his hand to his tailbone, through the clothes, and slowly slid up the spine, causing him to tremble, and the tingling sensation hit the top of his head.

In an instant, Tough Guyville's face flushed red, and even his earlobes were red like drops of blood, but because of the protective color of wheat, he was not too embarrassed, but his voice trembled unavoidably.

"It's all good-looking, no...I mean, there is nothing bad about Wang's whole body, this dress just adds luster to your appearance."

Seeing Lin Huairan's expression of disbelief, Weier hurriedly said: "I swear in the name of God, if there is even half a lie in what I said, I will..."

"Hush—I'm just asking you a question, no need to swear."

Lin Huairan put his fingers on Weier's lips. His fingers were slender and fair, and Weier's dark red lips set off a taboo beauty.

The man's lips are beautiful, different from Lin Huairan's thin lips, his lips are just thick and suitable for kissing.

The hotness that Weier finally suppressed, and because of Lin Huairan's unintentional move, he could feel the cold touch on his lips, which was different from his hot ones, as if it was attracting him to lick and warm...

"Okay, it's getting late, as a mixed race, you still need to rest."

Weier nodded, and led Lin Huairan forward. He controlled the speed all the way, keeping a distance of half a meter from the man behind him.

This is not an absolutely safe distance. If the person behind him has any evil intentions, as long as he makes a move, even if he is just a vampire who has not fully recovered, he can still break his neck.

Ke Weier is not afraid.

In other words, even if Lin Huairan behind him wanted his life, he would dedicate it to him without hesitation.

Because, this life was originally given by him, and it was won by the man fighting against the god of death.

"Vill, I..."

Before the word "dead" was spoken, Lin Huairan changed the word, "...how long have I been asleep?"

"ten years."

Will replied with a very calm voice, as if he was going to completely bury the countless breakdowns and regrets of the past ten years.

After all, his faith has returned, even if his life is worse than death in the past ten years, it is worth it.

"Ten years, I haven't slept for long."

Weier in front stopped suddenly, Lin Huairan felt strange, but he also kept the distance just now and stood there.

"I'm not wrong, ten years is not a long time for a blood race."

"The king knows in his heart that you are not simply falling into a deep sleep."

Weier retorted, his steel-blue eyes sparkled with unfathomable colors, he seemed to recall some painful memory, his brows were slightly frowned, and he walked forward.

The night wind blows the willows, with a slightly creepy rustling sound, like a witch's low humming, it is easy to make people get goosebumps unconsciously, but the two people present are not timid, and they will not What discomfort.

Vail's place is out of the way, but quiet enough.The two talked softly all the way, and the atmosphere was comfortable enough, but Renweier felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Relying on the long legs of the two of them, they didn't have to walk for a long time before arriving at the resting place.

Weier pushed the door open, followed by Lin Huairan.The room is spacious enough but only one bed

The bed was a bit small, and it was obvious that two adults could not lie down together. Weier felt a little embarrassed, and was interrupted by the man just as he was about to say something.

"Go to sleep, I can't sleep at night."

Lin Huairan sat on the stool, casually poured a cup of tea and drank it. Seeing that Weier had not moved for a long time, he raised his eyebrows slightly at him, his peach blossom eyes looked affectionate and deep.

"See you tomorrow."

These three words are enough to make Weier sleep peacefully at night.

Because he knows that his king will not break his word.