Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

They haven't seen each other for the past few days, Wen Chu is avoiding Lavelle, and Lavelle is also afraid to meet Wenchu, if it wasn't for these days, the two of them wouldn't have never met each other.

Lavel didn't see him, because he was afraid that he couldn't bear it...

Since that day, Lavelle has never drank blood, let alone sucked other people's blood. On the one hand, he felt that it was not good to drink, on the other hand, when he drank blood, he would think of Wen Chu and wanted to find him, and his desire was not satisfied. Crazy like control.

He originally wanted to avoid people, but it happened to be the election meeting. After a while, this strong thought gradually subsided, and it should be fine.

It is a very troublesome thing for a vampire not to drink blood for a few days. His mood becomes bad, irritable, depressed, and moody. Lavel is at a loss while being irritable. He doesn't even know whether his reaction is normal. No nobleman has ever fallen into such a situation before. situation.

But he didn't expect that Wen Chu would come here, and all his previous efforts fell short the moment he saw the person.

The door of the elevator hadn't been fully closed, and the scene inside could be seen at a glance. With eyes from all directions, Wen Chu asked, "What should we do about the conference?"

Lavelle was still buried in his neck, and his voice was muffled: "I don't want to worry about it."

The door closed, and the elevator slowly descended with the two of them.

The election conference is divided into three stages. The first stage is the determination of the titles of viscounts and barons, the second stage is the determination of the titles of dukes, marquises, and earls, and the third stage is the deployment of the next war.

They were not allowed to leave the castle during each stage after the electoral assembly began.Since we don't know how long each stage will last, each nobleman is allocated a room accordingly for a short rest.

Lavelle's room was on the lower floor, and the elevator arrived after a wobble.

Wen Chu was dragged into the room and gently placed on the soft bed. Lavelle's movements were hurried, even a little rough, but the moment he touched Wen Chu's skin, he suddenly became gentle.

The tip of the tongue lightly licked the warm skin. At the beginning of the smell, it felt a little itchy. The next second, the itchy place was pricked.

It was just a light touch, before Wen Chu felt the pain, his expression became dazed.

He had seen in Lu Yuan's notebook that when the vampires sucked blood, they would release certain hormones along the tip of their teeth, which would be introduced into the blood of humans, making humans lose the ability to resist, so that the vampires could suck blood better.

This is the situation now, his whole body is limp, unable to use any strength, lying on the bed in a daze, it seems to be turning into a puddle of water.

Probably because he was afraid that he would faint, Lavel sucked blood very slowly, little by little, and the distance between the two of them was too close, Wen Chu could hear a very clear swallowing sound.

Lavelle propped his hands on both sides, and the bed in the middle was pressed and dented. Wen Chu only felt as if he was tightly wrapped by something, and slowly fell down.

I don't know how long it took, Lavelle stopped slowly, wiped the blood on his lips with his thumb, and leaned down again, gently licking the blood on his fair skin.

Wen Chu hadn't recovered yet. He looked at the roof above and didn't know where he was or what he was doing for a long time. It wasn't until there was another itch from his neck that his slack pupils slowly focused.

Lavel stroked his hair with his palm: "Sleep for a while?"

Wen Chu didn't feel sleepy at first, but after the man said this, he became extremely sleepy in an instant. He let out a lazy "um", closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up, the sky was slowly getting dark, and the light was not very bright. The curtains beside me were drawn, and the white clouds were gradually dyed orange.

Lavelle stood sideways in front of the window and looked out. He had already taken off his coat and was only wearing a thin white shirt with two buttons undone, and a small piece of light came in on his shoulder.

Wen Chu was against the light, and could only see the outline of his back. This man was very tall, and his sideways back looked a little thin, but he felt inexplicably at ease.

He moved his wrist, trying to sit up.When Lavelle heard the sound, he immediately looked back at him, walked over in two steps, put a soft pillow behind his back, helped him up, and handed the water glass beside him to Wen Chu's mouth.

Wen Chu was stunned for a moment, the treatment made him a little overwhelmed, he took the water glass and looked at Lavelle: "I'm fine."

Originally, this person didn't drink too much blood, so he regained his energy after taking a nap. Now, except for his body being a little sore, everything else is fine.Besides, he just sucked some blood, and the way this man treated him made Wen Chu feel that he was a seriously ill trash.

Lavelle didn't speak, and walked towards the door.

Wen Chu looked at his back, what's wrong?Did you just leave without saying a word?

When Lavelle opened the door, there were sounds of walking and talking outside.

He didn't move, he stretched out his hand, and Wen Chu saw him walking over with a cart of food.

The trolley was placed beside the bed. Lavelle looked at the food on it and tapped his fingertips on the handle. After a while he put a few deep-fried dishes aside and put the fruit platter Putting it in front of Wen Chu: "Eat some of this first."

Wen Chu took a sip of water and was about to put the cup aside, his hands were a little sour, and Lavel took it as soon as he stretched out a little.

Lavelle glanced at the platter, hesitated and said, "May I feed you?"

"?!" Wen Chu immediately reached out and took a piece of fruit into his mouth, "No need, no need, I can eat it myself."

Lavelle stopped talking, and carefully ranked the dishes Wen Chu was going to eat next.

Wen Chu asked with the fruit in his mouth, "Didn't you go today?"

"Today is the election of viscount and baronet," Lavelle said, "it doesn't matter whether you go or not."

Wen Chu sighed: "Laville, I regard you as a friend."

Lavelle paused and bent over to look at him.

"So you can come to me if you want to suck blood, and you don't have to treat me well just because you sucked my blood, let alone feel guilty," Wen Chu said, "Compared to other nobles, you are already much better."

After a few seconds, Lavelle opened his mouth: "Why should I compare with those idiots?"

Wen Chu: "..." So you didn't listen to the first half at all, did you?

Depressedly, he lowered his head and took a few mouthfuls of fruit. How could this person not eat oil and salt?

Lavelle handed him a cup of hot milk: "Drink some milk."

Wen Chu took it over and asked, "When will this conference end and what is the process?"

"The process is divided into three major stages. The first stage is now, to determine the baron and viscount, and the second stage to determine the earl, marquess, and duke," Lavelle said, "There will be a short break for each knighthood, but You can't leave the castle until the whole stage is over."

"Then there was a sound outside just now," Wen Chu asked, "Has the baron confirmed it?"

Lavelle said "hmm": "It's time to go to the Viscount."

There were only the two of them in the room, and Wen Chu didn't know what to do after eating, so he couldn't stare blankly at the two of them. He thought for a while and asked, "Are you going later?"

"No." Lavelle replied decisively.

"I want to go and have a look." Wen Chu said.

Lavelle looked at him, and the two looked at each other for a moment, and the man suddenly asked, "Can you walk now?"

Wen Chu: "?!"

The good guy can't even walk after sucking blood?How much Lavelle underestimated him.

He raised his head and sipped all the milk, put it on the table next to him with a "bang", and said very seriously: "I can run around the upper hall five times now."

Just looking at the momentum, this sentence is quite convincing, Lavelle looked at him, if the man didn't have a circle of milk stains on his mouth.

He tilted his head and smiled.

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