Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

His reaction really made Chaoxi laugh out loud.

"Little Butterfly, I'm not nervous." Zhuo Yu grabbed her hand and chuckled. He turned over and pressed her under him. He kissed her from her forehead to her eyebrows and nose tip, little by little, and finally kissed her pink lips and pried open her pearly teeth.

This man is pretending to be innocent with her, right?

Neither of them wanted to give in, and the kiss went from gentle to passionate.

Finally, when she felt a little breathless, she pushed Zhuo Yu weakly with her hands.

"Ayu."

Zhuo Yu slowly let her go, raised his hand to wipe the water stains on her lips, and said in a hoarse and anxious voice: "Little Butterfly, let me drink your blood, okay?"

Chaoxi looked at him with misty eyes, only to see a mysterious light flashing in his eyes. His handsome face looked even more charming under the light. She nodded softly.

"Don't worry, little butterfly. I will be very gentle and won't hurt you."

Zhuo Yu showed his fangs as he spoke, and his head slowly moved to her neck. His soft hair brushed against her skin, causing a slight itch.

"Little butterfly, relax." Zhuo Yu whispered softly in her ear, his lips gently touching her neck, and kissed her a few times. Chao Xi couldn't help but let out a soft moan from her mouth, her heartbeat suddenly quickened, and a strange feeling surged into her heart.

"Ayu, I..." Chaoxi bit her lower lip lightly.

"I'm here, little butterfly. Don't be shy. It's just you and me." Zhuo Yu laughed softly and opened his mouth. His fangs gently pierced her skin. It was like being pricked by a needle. It didn't hurt at all, but she could feel the blood in her body flowing out of the wound.

His sucking was gentle yet powerful, and every suck and swallow made her feel dizzy.

Chaoxi's body gradually became weaker as he drank blood again and again. At the same time, this indescribable feeling made her start to feel a little... comfortable.

It turned out that the feeling of being devoured by evil spirits was as comfortable as he said.

There was no mosaic in the sea of ​​consciousness. Xiaoke, who was peeking at it secretly, covered his face shyly, but still couldn't help but look through his fingers. He took another look!

The little butterfly's blood was as sweet as he had imagined. It was not enough. He could never get enough of it. He could hardly control his instincts and just wanted to become the lowest level demon spirit in the tribe that only knew how to be bloodthirsty.

But no, even though Little Butterfly was a monster, she couldn't stand being treated so bloodthirstyly by him.

Zhuo Yu saw that her breathing was becoming lighter and lighter, and her consciousness was becoming more and more blurred. It took a lot of effort for her to even call his name. Her face was as pale as paper due to the loss of blood.

He could only suppress his urge to continue to be bloodthirsty, retracted his fangs, and extended his tongue to lick clean all the remaining blood from every wound pierced by his fangs.

Looking at her white neck, round shoulders and arms which were all marked with traces of his blood, Zhuo Yu felt an endless sense of satisfaction in his heart. Now that he had drunk her blood, the little butterfly would completely belong to him from now on.

After gently kissing each of her wounds, Zhuo Yu couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her rosy lips again. Contently, he took Little Butterfly into his arms and fell asleep holding her.

"Sweet dreams, little butterfly."

Chaoxi slowly opened her eyes and woke up. It was already bright outside. She wanted to sit up, but because of the excessive blood loss last night, she had no strength at all.