After the collapse of the character set, the villain ran away overnight [Quick Transmigration]

The little blood in his arms was too weak.

His newborn body couldn't bear such a huge ancestor's power. The man suppressed the hostility in his heart, the veins on the back of his hand hanging by his side bulged, and he subconsciously hid his violent side. He closed his eyes and waited for another moment, feeling the fangs go into the flesh again. After biting deeply, he finally said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

The eyelashes of the greedy young man trembled slightly, as if he was unknown.

The slender and soft arms wrapped around his neck affectionately, and the breath he exhaled was hot and long, but the blood-sucking action suddenly became a little faster.

As if afraid that he would run away.

The blood race is always loyal to pleasure/sensation and desire/desire.

No blood race can resist the temptation of the blood of the ancestors.

The prince mocked and sneered, tilted his head, and the cold skin of his neck brushed against the fragile fangs of the little vampire. The moment the fangs were pulled out, there was a soft "boo".

The ambiguous voice resounded in the restaurant.

Accompanied by the sobs of dissatisfaction among young people.

"One more sip..."

He was trembling and weeping, kissing his neck flatteringly, his fragile fangs couldn't bite the skin under his teeth, sobbing sadly, hugging him like a baby and rubbing against him: "One bite... just one bite..."

The Adam's apple couldn't help rolling, and a white light seemed to appear in the man's vision shrouded in darkness.

It was a piece of delicate and white skin, sliding down the graceful and slender neck line, hidden in the close-fitting home clothes, the magnificent and winding blue meridian flowed under the thin skin, exuding a fishy, ​​sweet and tempting aroma .

That is not the aroma of blood.

It is the fragrance of a young man rising faintly from the depths of his flesh.

After sleeping for a hundred years, the prince who has never sucked blood after waking up has dark eyes, dry throat, and a rare experience of hunger and thirst.

The lower blood races rely on blood to maintain their lives, and the higher blood races have long been out of the control of blood.

They, like normal humans, can draw energy from food.

The man with black hair and red eyes was dazed for a moment, the scarlet in his eyes gradually deepened, and he asked hoarsely, "What about you?"

The little vampire didn't know, so: "Huh?"

"Where's your blood?"

Dazed back to his senses, he hesitated for a moment: "I can also give you blood."

The tone was a little uneasy and nervous: "...But I promised Gu Yi that I can't smoke it for others."

The surrounding temperature plummeted.

His Excellency Prince's voice was like ice, each word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, extremely cold: "——Gu, Yi?"

"Yes," the flamboyant little vampire sat in his arms, exhaling breath full of moisture, his cheeks were dripping with sweat, sticking to the side of his neck, so close to him, enjoying his blood and love, But she was calling other people's names, even rejecting him for other men: "But I can give you money."

Pressing against the cold skin under his cheeks, he was shivered by the ice, but he was still reluctant to move away, ready to move, stretched out his soft and warm tip of his tongue, and licked the man's neck: "I have a lot of money...I will exchange it with you OK?"

……

The air fell silent.

"Ah."

The expressionless man let out a cold snort suddenly, and the bloodthirsty and murderous aura was almost uncontrollable on his handsome and pale face.

"Impossible." He lowered his eyes, obviously unable to see the face of the person in his arms, but it seemed that he met a pair of beautiful little faces that were flushed, and a pair of long, narrow and sparkling phoenix eyes were drooping sadly. , with red eyes, looking at him mistyly.

The uncontrollable rapidity of the heartbeat, the anxious longing in the bones, the thirsty Adam's apple rolling, relying on intuition, he breathed out a cold and shuddering breath, and the person in Bing's arms trembled, and then he firmly held him down. Back, bared fangs and bit down heavily.

He bit into a piece of sweet and soft flesh.

Sweet and delicious blood ran down his throat.

The taste buds that have been dull for hundreds of years are completely awakened.

The man who intended only to punish the shameless little blood in his arms changed his eyes, rolling dark waves.

—he should have given him a long memory.

Not all pheasant men are worthy of him to talk about it, and to be compared with the high-ranking prince.

He slowly closed his eyes, and began to demand without bottom line.

……

I don't know how much time has passed.

Immersed in pleasure, Shiyu's pupils were slack, her clothes were messy, her home clothes had opened the collar at some point, and fell down her shoulders, revealing large areas of snow-white and crystal-clear skin, shrouded in moonlight, flowing like water.

The man under him was dressed in a prince's uniform, his pale and strong arms were clasped behind his back like a cage, his black hair was scattered and drooping, covering his dark and obsessed eyes, only the constantly rising and falling Adam's apple, and the faint Wu sticks out the cusps of his teeth that are gently biting the young man's flesh.

Sharp and dangerous.

Those two long fangs are enough to kill people.

But it can bring people supreme happiness/happiness.

In the drowsiness, a rush of voices came from outside the restaurant.

It sounds familiar.

"My lord, Lord Charles suddenly disappeared in the room. I think we should mobilize the guards to conduct a sweeping search within the old house!"

"I checked the surveillance and found that he disappeared after the full moon appeared. My lord, maybe we should go to the study..."

"Master Dracula, I hope Lord Charles just found a quiet place to hide, don't leave here—"

The butler's voice was extremely flustered.

The man in the restaurant raised his eyelids impatiently, his fangs were still embedded in Shiyu's neck, sucking blood, he was obviously irritable, with a gloomy expression, when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps, he pulled up the young man's clothes with his backhand, and held him tightly. Hold it tightly in your arms.

Footsteps soon appeared at the door of the restaurant.

Followed by the butler's rambling voice: "Master Charles is very self-controlling, I believe he must still be rational, and won't—"

The voice stopped.

Everything around fell into a stagnant silence.

He raised his head coldly, his eyes were dark and gloomy after regaining some sanity.

Coaxing the young man who was still weeping softly in his arms, in the stagnant silence, in front of the three present, he pulled out his fangs with a bang.

There were bloodstains on the fangs, but it only pierced the young man's superficial layer of flesh.

The little vampire curled up in his arms let out a weak "woo", and his soft and slender body trembled slightly.

Unable to bear the pleasure and power, she shed tears, the eyelids on her snow-white and beautiful face were red and swollen, and the lips were so soft from the kiss.

In the dark and quiet restaurant, silence spread, and a figure standing still at the door suddenly moved.

It was a tall and straight man.

The facial features are hidden in the shadows that the moonlight cannot reach, and the expressions cannot be seen clearly.

He raised his feet calmly and walked towards the sofa step by step.

The moonlight was cut into pieces by the glass window and slowly passed over him, printing his pale and cold eyebrows and deep and indifferent phoenix eyes.

As if he had just left some kind of banquet, he was wearing an elegant and expensive princely uniform, and his demeanor was that of a dignified and calm man who had been in a high position for a long time, and his every move was inadvertently mixed with a cold and terrifying power.

Like an enraged lion, although his expression remains unchanged, people can clearly feel the terrifying pressure emanating from his body.

He quickly stopped, stood in front of the sofa and bowed his head condescendingly, his eyes were dark, his legs wrapped under shiny military boots were thin and slender - the next moment, he suddenly stepped on the man's knee.

There was a tooth-piercing crackling sound immediately.

"Crack-"

The butler, who was hiding in the corner without daring to breathe, trembled instantly, and hid deeper.

He raised his head cautiously, and through the dim moonlight, he saw the man standing against the backlight leaning over, stepping on the knee of another prince, and almost forcibly hugging away the young man in his arms.

The eyes of the irrational man on the sofa were scarlet, and his air pressure was extremely low.

He was firmly suppressed by the sudden burst of coercion in the air.

——"Brutal things."

The majestic and indifferent Lord Wilson I had cold eyes. He stood in the middle of the dining room. The light of the full moon had no effect on him, and he spoke every word very clearly.

"Are you going to suck him dry?"

The pupils of the man who was forcibly snatched away from the little blood clan trembled. On the night of the full moon, the strength of some blood clans would be suppressed, even the ancestor blood clan, Prince Charles, who possessed supreme power, was no exception.

He raised his head slightly, his pupils opened to the limit, and the two sharp fangs reflected the bright and sharp cold light——

"Beast?" His voice seemed to be scorched by fire, his voice was extremely hoarse, his dark eyes stared at the sleeping young man in the man's arms without blinking, and he said coldly: "If I am a beast, who is it?" ...to convert him into a vampire?"

(The night when Yugang came)

……

Moonlit night.

A full moon hangs in the sky.

A few muffled hums sounded in the silent restaurant.

The young man who was suppressed and kissed in the corner was shedding tears, his bathrobe was in a mess, his snow-white skin was like solidified milk, and there was crystal sweat, which was wiped off at will by his big pale and cold hands.

He was obsessed with the intimacy of this blood fusion, hugging the person in his arms tightly, wishing to integrate him into his flesh and blood.

The inferiority of the blood race is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

He is greedy, unrestrained, crazily demanding, and his heart is mixed with dark possessiveness and desire/desire.

——He wants to turn the youth into his offspring.

Such an intimate relationship cannot be erased even by death.

The next moment, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the restaurant.

What followed was a burst of cold and terrifying coercion.

He was kicked hard.

Looking up, I saw the man's pale and cold jawline. He hugged the young man, stood in the shadow of the moonlight, and said to him condescendingly, coldly and disgustingly: "——a beast."

The last thing he saw before his sanity collapsed was the two wounds on the young man's neck that were still oozing fine blood.

The power is completely swallowed by the full moon.

He fell into a brief slumber.

……

Humans want to convert into Bloodlines.

Must receive blood from a pureblood.

In the depths of the corridor where the moonlight does not penetrate.

The expressionless man stopped in his tracks, rolled his Adam's apple, and looked down at the flushed young man in his arms.

He was immersed in continuous pleasure/sensation, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

His white and clean ten fingers were pinning the skirt of his chest, the knuckles covered with sweat, and the fingertips were as delicate as a flower bud.

Leaning obediently and obediently on his chest, soft and snow-white, with jet-black hair feathers sweeping across his chest, like a slight wind sweeping through a heart that has not wavered for a hundred years.

He saw the glaring blood on his neck.

As if bewitched, the man who had been cold and restrained for a hundred years leaned over, wiped off the glaring blood on his neck, and bit it lightly.

Obviously, he just wanted to have a taste of it, and he didn't want to be reduced to the appearance of Charles who was immoderate in the restaurant.

Mr. Louis, who was extremely calm and restrained, finally broke the precept uncontrollably.

He carried the young man into his bedroom.

He pressed the person on the bed and kissed him repeatedly, his appearance was still dignified and serious, the shirt buttons were even neatly buttoned to the top of the neckline, except for the disheveled hair, there was no trace of presumptuousness.

But holding the comatose young man in his arms, he carefully injected the blood of the ancestor.

He broke the precept completely.

The indifferent and majestic Prince has desire/desire.

The first prince and the second prince——

Ascetic indulgence craves.

Indulgent restraint of desire.

Since then, the old house has ushered in a new owner.

The author has something to say: It should be more obvious now

The uncle and the dog are a bit pretentious in this world

So the first night was two bites

There should be exciting belts and bloody running (?) in this world

Both of them are a bit hentai, once the cub discovers the truth, it is definitely impossible to stay (the death of Yubao in the first two worlds subconsciously left an impression on the two slices, although there is no memory, the possessiveness of the two in this world will be unprecedentedly strong )

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