The God of Quick Transmigration always wants to trick me

Chapter 141 Blood Race Lord, Bite Me? 9 10
Yanlan's already beautiful lips were a little more colorful.The blood-colored eyes seemed a little less rational.

Cyril felt something strange about her, and when he raised his eyes, he also saw the blood moon in the sky.

He knew that this was the day she was most thirsty for blood in a hundred years, and also the most vulnerable day.

As a powerful vampire, she can be said to be an unrivaled existence, but no matter what, she will be imperfect and have her own shortcomings.And this day is her shortcoming.Her nerves will become weak, her body will become weak, and she will have to drink blood.

Cyril hugged her and sat among the rose bushes, letting her neck close to her, Qingdai's blood vessels were exposed.

Yanlan has been hugged by him all the time, and because he is by his side, she has been controlling herself and trying not to let herself lose control and lose her mind.

She imagined that she wanted to bring him back home, so that he could feel the beauty of the blood race domain again.I also hope that he can like the place where he lives now, so that he won't feel disgusted when he lives here with her in the future.

But she didn't expect to meet her once-in-a-century day today, and she might lose her mind in front of him.

Just now his hand was pricked by a rose, and she drank his blood.Even if the blood is found for her again now, it may not work. She probably only desires to drink his blood.

Yanlan never thought that he would do such a thing in front of her.

Her blood-colored pupils were on his delicate neck, and she couldn't move her eyes away at all.

Yanlan clenched her hands tightly, and tried hard to tell herself that he was her lover and could not hurt him.

When Griffith was with Cyril, he had actually been injured, and he almost lost control because of his blood.But it was probably true love, so Griffith controlled himself so that he would not hurt him.

Yanlan doesn't think his love will be less than Griffith's, and now there is no Griffith, he thinks he should do better than her.

But Cyril is obviously trying to seduce her, should he follow or not?

Cyril knew she was patient, she was controlling herself, she didn't want to hurt herself.It was enough for him that she could think so, nothing else was necessary.

Cyril's delicate cheeks were pressed against hers, rubbing gently, and her hoarse and mellow voice whispered softly in her ear: "Lan, you don't need to control yourself, you can do whatever you want .”

!

She wouldn't believe this man if he said it wasn't intentional.

She was already on the verge of losing control, but when he said this, Yanlan couldn't control herself at all, and bit her directly.Fishy and sweet blood flowed into the mouth.

Yan Lan didn't know if it was because he was a blood race and had power himself.So when she sucked his blood, she felt a faint force of his blood flowing into her body, which made her feel very comfortable.

This feeling made her so wonderful. According to the past, whenever Griffith experienced this day, the servants would prepare blood for him.But it was an extremely nasty day for Griffith.

Because my body has lost my control, I have to drink things that I don't like.

But Yanlan now feels that she is about to ascend to the immortal.

When a vampire sucks blood, it is undoubtedly similar to how a human being does something that shouldn't be said.Yanlan now has a little bit of this feeling.

But simply as the blood sucked more and more, Yan Lan's rationality gradually returned.She desperately told herself that she should let go.But the action is still difficult, and it is not an easy thing for her to let go.It's just because of love that she has to let go no matter what.

In the end, Yanlan's love in his heart overcame his desire in his heart.In the end, Yanlan chose to let go.

When she looked up at Cyril's delicate cheeks, he seemed to be the same as when she first saw him, like an extremely delicate doll, every part was carefully crafted.

It was a delicate doll whose lips were still bright red, and it was not because of blood loss that caused his lips to be pale.Not to mention anemia.

When Cyril let go, she looked down at her in his arms.The love in the eyes is probably envied by anyone who sees it.

When Yanlan raised her eyes to look at him, she hadn't completely disappeared from that feeling, so her eyes were still a little blurred.It's just that he was the only one reflected in the bloody pupils, and there was nothing else.

Cyril likes this feeling very much, and likes that she only sees herself in her eyes.

After a while, Cyril let go of her with blushing cheeks, and Yanlan's beautiful face was also stained with a faint blush.She didn't know why, and she didn't know when the color changed, maybe when she was just learning.

Her beautiful eyes looked at him and he said softly: "Is Cyril going to suck blood?"

He was willing to give her his blood, and Yanlan felt that she was also willing to share her blood with him.Just now she couldn't control herself and bit him, and she was willing to be bitten by him.

It's just that Cyril shook his head, he didn't have that kind of desire for blood, nor did he like it.But... they could do something else if she wanted to.

Cyril confirmed it to her: "No one will break into Lan's domain, right?"

"Yeah." Yanlan nodded, the employer should be doing what he should do at this moment, and it is impossible to appear again.Not to mention other blood races, even her parents need her consent to enter her domain.

"Then Lan... shall we do something sacred?" Cyril didn't expect that he would say such a thing one day.Just looking at the person in front of him, he is willing to do something like that with her.

"Huh?" Yanlan was still a little bit confused. Generally speaking, sharing blood is the most romantic and sacred thing among blood clans.It's just that he just rejected himself, didn't he?
Cyril seemed to have seen through her thoughts, so he explained softly in his ear: "Now I am here to be the most sacred in our clan."

Yanlan seemed to understand what he was talking about, but was he talking about their clan?Isn't he blood clan?If you are a vampire, you are generally not interested in such things.

In the end, Yanlan felt that she might have misunderstood something, and finally asked him again: "Syril, are you a blood race?"

(End of this chapter)