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Chapter 100 The younger brother is too cold-blooded (11)

Jiu Lanqian, who was lying on his shoulder, naturally couldn't see the change in his eyes.

It's just an inexplicable feeling that there is a coolness around me, which is cloudy.

She curled her lips indifferently, maybe someone was plotting against her, but she was so powerful that she didn't need to worry about others plotting against her.

Usually the person who wanted to take her life was crushed by her before even touching a hair on her.

Right now, the only thing that can attract her is this pet brother who is held in her arms.

"I'm going to start." She stuck out her fangs.

This time Jiu Lanshu didn't say much, pressed her head down, letting her face close to his skin.

When Jiu Lanqian's fangs pierced into his skin, Jiu Lanshu felt a sense of satisfaction.

He wants her to be inseparable from him!

The blood sucking this time was only because of my greedy mouth, and my stomach was still swollen.

Jiu Lan took a few sips, then let go of Jiu Lan Shu, and burped lazily.

So fast?Jiu Lanshu frowned dissatisfied.

Afraid that she was tired of his own blood, he hurriedly asked, "Don't drink more? I still have a lot."

"Are you trying to kill me?" Jiu Lan gave Jiu Lanshu a displeased look.

Jiu Lanqian didn't know how charming her eyes were, and she leaned lazily on him, more like being coquettish, which made Jiu Lanshu's heart itch.

He reached out and touched her head, "Then I will accompany you."

The touch on the hand is silky and smooth, so good to touch that Jiu Lanshu can't put it down.

Die with her?Jiulan snorted slightly.

Are you cursing her?If he died, she couldn't die easily, okay?

At that moment, Jiu Lanqian twisted the flesh on Jiu Lanshu's waist unhappily.

It's hard and feels nothing when twisted.

Does he have no fat on his body?
Jiu Lanshu rubbed her head without changing expression, as if the person Jiu Lanqian pinched was not him.

The two of them didn't realize at all how ambiguous the atmosphere between them was at this moment, and their little slapstick actions seemed as natural as if it wasn't the first time.

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The life of the blood race is very boring, day after day.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiu Lanqian hugged Jiu Lanshu and fell asleep again.

Carefully stroking the facial features of the sleeping girl, Jiu Lanshu smiled sweetly.

The girl didn't seem to be troubled, her expression was peaceful and peaceful.

Jiu Lanshu suddenly wanted to know if she would dream after falling asleep?If you dreamed, what would you dream about?

He stared at Jiu Lanqian's sleeping face curiously, suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, put his slender palm on Jiu Lanqian's forehead, closed his eyes immediately, and entered into her divine sea.

A vast white space appeared in front of Jiu Lanshu. Looking at the scene obscured by thick fog, he smiled slightly. Originally he was just out of curiosity, but he didn't expect that Jiu Lanqian could really dream.

He walked straight forward, even though the place was so unfamiliar that it made people palpitate, Jiu Lanshu also walked out of the feeling of being in his own backyard.

After walking a few steps, white snowflakes suddenly began to fall strangely in the sky.

Jiu Lanshu paused, pure white blood covered Jiu Lanshu's sight, the original thick fog disappeared, and his eyes turned.

A scene of fighting suddenly appeared.

This scene was familiar to Jiu Lanshu. He stood on the periphery and watched like a bystander.

In the period of the first ancestor in his memory, he was vaguely still a teenager, and a great internal war broke out in the blood clan. The greedy purebloods coveted the power of other families, causing wars to capture young purebloods.

He wants to absorb his power and take it for himself, breaking the balance among the pure-bloods and making one family dominate.

Now that the scene is unfolding, Jiu Lanshu is still in a daze.

"who are you?"

An ethereal and pleasant voice came from far and near.

Jiu Lanshu turned to look.

A young girl wearing a large black cloak walked slowly from the snow.

(End of this chapter)