I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 231 Feeder Super Sweet (60)

The exposed neck is long and slender and white. Perhaps because of illness, it looks pale, but it makes the blood flow more moving. It seems that through the pale skin, you can see what is hidden under it-extremely delicious blood.

The girl pressed her lips subconsciously, raised her hands unconsciously, wrapped around the man's slender neck, tipped her toes, and stared straight at her.

"Really drinkable?" Her little fangs had protruded the lips, but resisted the urge to eat and raised her eyes to ask in a small voice.

San Celos didn't reply, but lowered his pale eyelashes, reached out and gently removed the holy artifact, and then nodded gently: "Well."

Without the protection of the holy weapon, the sweet fragrance of the blood became more intense, and the eyes of the little vampire could not help but deepen, almost immediately.

She refrained, glanced at the Pope's crown, and reminded: "You'd better sit down, otherwise, don't blame me later."

San Celos blinked, frowned, and slowly asked, "Why can't I stand?"

"You will know later." Yun Xia gave a bad smile with bad intentions, pushing the man back with his hands, pushing the man on the golden holy seat, leaning over and looking at him.

The Holy See was established only for the Pope. In front is the layered white gauze curtain, and below is the seat of believers and bishops. At this time the hall was empty and there was no one.

Only the silent sunlight shone on the white flowers around the Holy See.

Surrounded by flowers, snow-white pigeons flew out of the window, and the long fingers of Pope Saint Celos lightly rested on the armrests. The snow-white fingertips and golden patterns set off, and they became more holy and flawless.

The blood queen was condescending, looking at the loose collar, the white skin without the protection of the holy weapon, the sweet fragrance of blood was full.

San Celos raised his eyes, and his eyes were as pure and clean as the lake water. Because of blindness, the eyes fell on her face, as if looking at the void. He raised his hand and slowly touched the girl's cheek.

The voice is still steady, slowly said: "I have nothing to do, you drink."

For the strange blood-sucking, so many days, also had a little psychological preparation.

The girl leaned over, her nose touched her white neck, and she seemed to smile slightly, smiling slowly, and sighed, "Is it?"

She couldn't help it.

Yun Xia closed her eyes and grinded her small fangs for a while, and found the sweet spot of the blood vein. He lifted the man's chin in one hand and opened his mouth.

The warm blood immediately poured into the throat, and the sweetness was extremely delicious, which made the eyes of the blood tribe brighter and tried to restrain the speed of swallowing.

On the huge and sacred throne.

The snow-white robes hung on the ground, the pope leaned back slightly on the neck, the hair tips of pale blonde hair jumped into the sun, and the small head of the blood race was buried between the necks, and the silver hair of the girl covered him, pressing the pope on the Holy See Above, refrain from eating slowly.

San Celos froze at this moment.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his thin and beautiful lips opened, but he didn't make a sound. Instead, he squeezed tightly and straightened his lips in a straight line. On the white cheeks, however, it slowly and slightly dyed a little thin red.

The clear and indifferent eyes lightly shook like a crumple of deep water. His expression was shocked and helpless. He was squinted by the feeling and raised his hand on the girl's shoulder, trying to push her away.

But strangely weak.

(End of this chapter)