Chapter 18 Blood Clan (19)

Everyone is very anxious at the moment.

He wanted to urge him to congratulate him on the matter of the plane, but seeing his posture, he really didn't dare to speak up.

In the end, Irene was dissatisfied and jumped out to ask a few words.

Unexpectedly, Congratulations just gave her a light glance, then picked up the paper towel on the table, wiped his fingertips, and threw it into the trash can.

"I'm not going." He paused, "Let's go."

…………

There was a dead silence in the room.

At that time, there were only servants who occasionally came to deliver things in the huge villa, so it was extremely quiet.

Fang Ming felt a chill running down his spine, like sitting on pins and needles.

It has been a full two hours.

It had been two hours since the group of foreigners in the bedroom left with their salutes.

Whenever he fed Ye Nianyou medicine, He Yan would just stand behind and stare at him.

That penetrating coldness.

Chills down the spine.

"Ye Nian, take the medicine." He gently squeezed the girl's chin and put the medicine in.

In the middle of the drowsiness, Ye Nian felt bitter in his mouth.

Barely opened his eyes to look.

I ate it without thinking too much, then closed my eyes and continued to sleep.

The movement of swallowing slides the white neck up and down.

Looking at the congratulatory words, there is a layer of coolness in the eyes

The fingers hanging by the legs were slightly clenched and then released, squinting, and the gaze fell on Fang Ming's face.

He raised his eyebrows for a while, "Have you finished feeding?"

The movements in his hands froze, Fang Ming looked up at the other party, and quickly put the medicine and water in his hand on the table, "It's almost there."

Hearing these words, he twitched the corners of his mouth and walked straight over. He Yan looked down at him with condescending eyes,

"Are you done feeding?"

Fang Ming nodded.

He opened his mouth but before he could speak, he was suddenly blocked back, "Then go out."

The red lips parted slightly, and the congratulatory words stood there with one hand on the cuffs, but he lazily spit out these words one by one.

"Boom" sound.

Even with the sound of the door being locked tightly, Fang Ming's ears were almost deafened.

When he was pushed out, he was still holding a water glass and the leftover medicine in his hand.

My mind was dizzy.

Standing where he was, he glanced back at the bedroom, but he shivered unconsciously again.

In the room, He Yan sat on the edge of the bed slowly, first tucked Ye Nian in the corner of the quilt, then reached out and rubbed her soft face lightly, put one arm beside the other's arm, and slowly leaned over.

The scarlet pupils narrowed slightly, and his eyelashes drooped.

The distance is shortened instantly.

The distance between the face and the face is not the slightest.

After staring at Ye Nian for a while, He Yan closed his eyes, but his lips stuck to the center of the eyebrows and the tip of the nose.

The scent of blood surged.

Because they were getting closer, the scent of blood became stronger in an instant.

The color of his eyes changed, and in an instant, the impulse for blood in He Yan's body surged to his chest again, and the fangs on his lips were exposed.

The throat rolled up and down, and the pupils were bright red.

Paused for a while.

But he closed his eyes, and He Yan suppressed that impulse again.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the back.

He hooked his lips and slowly leaned down, pressing his face against Ye Nian's neck.

While reaching out, he gently pinched the girl's wrist and held it in his palm.

Warm some cold fingers.

After an unknown amount of time, He Yan slowly calmed down again.

Eyelashes drooping slightly, he straightened up and put one arm beside her again, but leaned over and rubbed the corner of the girl's lips.

(End of this chapter)

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