Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 824 Raising the Vampire Lord (27)

The vampire on the opposite side was stronger than the average vampire, and the difference in skin color and lip color was almost weird. It was quite uncomfortable to watch, and Sterry frowned.

This is how much human blood has been drunk to become like this.

The blood race people would not rely too much on blood. As long as they control the speed well, they can drink a little blood for a long time. When their aura fades, they can hide in human beings without being discovered.

But Gusen and the others pursued strength, frantically plundered and killed humans to enhance their strength, and it became what they are now.

Gu Sen looked at the young man with delicate eyebrows and indifferent eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of hostility in his heart.

The young man stood there quietly with indifferent brows, as if a cold and heartless god was looking down at them ants at will.

Lin Manting hid behind, feeling uneasy because the people sent by Gu Sen had not returned for a long time.

She didn't believe that Shen Sangsang could deal with the blood clan by herself, but the current situation was obviously not right.

Looking at the indifferent and casual young man, Gu Sen sneered.

"I heard that Lord Wang Jue has sent Miss Shen back. You are really relieved."

An Qier suddenly turned cold.

Goosen felt a little more comfortable, and smiled amusedly.

"Miss Shen is indeed beautiful, and adults should like it."

An Qieer pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were filled with deep darkness.

"Do you dare to touch her?"

Sterry noticed something was wrong, and quickly persuaded him in a low voice.

"My lord, Miss Shen may not be in Gu Sen's hands, please calm down."

But An Qieer couldn't calm down anymore. The young man stared into a pair of cold eyes, and the dark green light in his eyes surged into waves inch by inch.

Gu Sen, who was smiling easily before, slowly became dignified, and his face turned pale.

When Father Shen arrived with his men, the battle had gradually subsided. Gu Sen half-kneeled on the ground, watching the people around him fall down inch by inch. the passage of time.

An Qieer squinted his eyes, his expression was cold.

"You shouldn't touch her mind."

This noble and indifferent Lord Wang Jue was really angry.

Father Shen took a few more glances at the blood prince who had woken up from a deep sleep, and while marveling at his strength, he also felt a little inexplicably familiar with him.

He looked at Lin Manting who was huddled among the corpses of the blood race, and snorted coldly.

"Lin Manting colluded with the blood clan and the anti-party to wantonly plunder and kill human beings. Now this is what she deserves."

After solving Lin Manting, Shen's father was also relieved, and planned to have a good talk with the blood clan king about signing a peace contract.

It was only when he turned his head that he realized that An Qier had already left.

Sterry came over and bowed in a gentlemanly way.

"Mr. Shen, please move."

Father Shen nodded and followed him to the main hall.

He didn't come here with Shen's father, but stayed in his small apartment.

She was too dangerous as an ordinary person in the past, and she would distract An Qieer, so she might as well stay here, An Qie Er will come to her anyway.

He warmed up a cup of milk slowly, and was pulled into his arms as soon as he turned around.

She bent her eyes, still holding the cup firmly in her hand.

"ended?"

An Qiel hugged her tightly, the corners of his clothes were cold, and there was still a faint smell of blood on his body.

He responded in a low voice: "Yes."

He turned around again in his arms, facing him.

The boy's eyebrows and eyes were delicate and cold, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly when he lowered his eyes slightly. An Qie Er pursed his lips, and the lips were sticky.

The slightly cool lips held He You's lips, and licked them slowly.

He You was still holding the milk in his hand, and pushed him a few times with the other hand, trying to put down the cup first.

The young man held He You's waist, took the cup with one hand, placed it lightly on the cooking table, then found He You's hand, and slowly interlocked his fingers.

After a while, Anchel let go of her, leaned contentedly against her shoulder, and gently rubbed her neck with his hot cheek.

He pushed his head again: "He died again."

Anchel curled the corners of her lips, wrapping her stickyly around her.

The boy's voice was soft, with a little dependence and nostalgia.

"Sangsang."

He replied again: "What's wrong?"

An Qiel pursed his lips, tilted his head slightly and kissed her earlobe.

"I was intimidated today."

Just a few light words like that were enough to make him lose his mind.

He touched his cheek again, his voice was very soft.

"We have wronged Anchel."

She squinted her eyes: "I'm fine here, Anqiel, don't be afraid."

Anchel hugged her tightly, muttering softly.

"I'll keep you tightly entwined from now on, and I won't leave even a single step."

He took the opportunity to fool him again: "Then become little Anchel, how convenient."

An Qieer was not fooled, he smiled slowly.

"Don't try to lie to me."

He doesn't want to be a child.

He sighed again: "The children are so cute."

Anchel puffed her cheeks: "Aren't I cute?"

He pinched his cheek again, deliberately teasing him.

"Not as cute as little Anchel."

An Qieer pursed his lips, feeling a little unhappy, but it was obvious that little An Qieer was also him.

He hugged He You tightly, his voice was muffled and soft, like being coquettish, but his tone was tougher.

"I'm the cutest."

He smiled and looked up at him again: "It's no use praising yourself as cute, it doesn't count if you say so."

An Qieer lowered his eyes slightly, his dark green eyes quietly staring at He You.

He licked his lips, his voice low.

"I'm going to kiss you."

He quickly covered his mouth again: "No way!"

If you kiss again, she won't have to sleep tonight, but she has to go to class early tomorrow morning.

An Qieer squinted his eyes, gently squeezed his earlobes with his white fingertips, the young man's posture was leisurely and lazy, and there was a faint smile in his voice.

"So, who is the cutest?"

He also thinks that this question should be changed to 'Who is the most childish'?

She was helpless: "You, you, you, you are the cutest."

Also the most childish.

An Qier curled his lower lip in satisfaction, and silently hugged He even tighter.

He touched the wall of the cup again, and when he was sure the temperature was just right, he handed the cup to Anqiel.

"Drink quickly and go wash up."

She tugged on his sleeve with a bit of disgust: "It smells so bad."

Anchel quickly drank the milk and leaned over to kiss her.

The young man rolled his eyes and smiled softly.

"You didn't dislike me when we kissed just now."

He snorted again and pushed him to wash up.

"That's because I didn't react just now, wash up and go to bed."

An Qier went to wash up obediently, and did not forget to ask before entering the bathroom.

"I want that blue pillow."

Pink is for girls.

He let out another "oh", turned around and occupied the blue pillow.

She is obviously a little cute, but she doesn't want to use pink.

(End of this chapter)