First Summoner

He suddenly came out of the supernatural space just to ask her such nonsense?

Shen Yan put away the red flame dagger.

When Feng Xingyao heard this, his face froze slightly.

Shen Yan said: "I'm very tired. If you have something to say, go back if you have nothing to do."

This can be regarded as an expulsion order for Feng Xingyao.

When Feng Xingyao heard this, a smile appeared on his handsome face and he said, "You have suffered so many injuries, can you recover before the entry test?"

Shen Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you want to say?"

Feng Xingyao slowly came closer, and his handsome face magnified in front of Shen Yan's eyes. His skin was so good, without a single flaw. His eyes seemed affectionate, with a little smile, which made people fall in love accidentally. into his whirlpool.

"I owe you three conditions, one of which can be fulfilled now."

His sudden approach made Shen Yan frown.

Only then did Shen Yan realize that she and Feng Xingyao were sleeping in the same bed, and there was only a distance of nearly six inches between their bodies.

Shen Yan's brows furrowed even further: "What exactly do you want to say?"

His black hair was messy and scattered, falling on his shoulders. His eyebrows were far-reaching, giving him an evil look. The ends of his eyes were slightly lowered, looking at her with a half-smile.

There was a faint smile on his lips: "I can make your injuries disappear."

When Shen Yan heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

She actually guessed that his blood could heal other people's injuries, but she didn't expect that today, he would actually tear his secrets apart in front of her.

Feng Xingyao's move made Shen Yan feel complicated.

She was indeed seriously injured.

However, she didn't want Feng Xingyao to help her.

Just when she was about to refuse, Feng Xingyao's pleasant voice came slowly.

"How can you stand out in that college entrance test if you are not in good physical condition? Shen Yan, I know you want to find your brother."

Hearing this, Shen Yan suddenly raised her eyes to look at Feng Xingyao, and their eyes met.

Feng Xingyao's eyes were cold and he seemed to have no emotion when looking at her.

His red lips parted slightly: "I just want to complete your three requests as soon as possible and then...leave."

After hearing this, Shen Yan sat up and sat face to face with him.

Shen Yan was silent for a moment: "Okay."

Feng Xingyao cut his fingertips, blood seeped out, and then he brought his fingers to her mouth, signaling with his eyes.

Shen Yan looked down at his fingers and hesitated for a few seconds. She opened her mouth slightly and was about to take it in her mouth, but she suddenly stopped.

The next moment, she closed her mouth.

Feng Xingyao looked at her confused, as if he didn't understand why she stopped.

Shen Yan turned around and saw the teacup on the table not far away, then she gathered her spiritual power to suck it over. Then she directly held his finger and squeezed the blood towards the teacup.

Feng Xingyao was startled for a moment. His fingers were held by soft and warm hands, and the sting from the wound on his fingertips was negligible.

He looked down at the girl in front of him. She lowered her head, her eyebrows were serious, her slightly messy hair was hanging down, and she felt a little indescribable.

Feng Xingyao looked a little lost in thought, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

After Shen Yan finished squeezing out the blood, she raised her head. Just when she was about to say 'yes' to Feng Xingyao, his figure disappeared instantly.

There is a feeling of running away.

He returned to the supernatural space.

Shen Yan frowned slightly, and she sent a message to Feng Xingyao: "Why did you go back so quickly?"

Feng Xingyao smiled slightly: "You don't want to let me go?"

Shen Yan: "..."

Shen Yan ignored him and looked at the tea cup in her hand. The blood squeezed out was not very much, but she felt it was enough.

She hesitated for a few seconds, and silently said to herself, don't treat Feng Xingyao as a human being, or as a fox. What she wants to drink now is the fox's blood.

She drank it all in one gulp.

Soon, her body's injuries healed at an extremely fast speed, but then her body began to feel hot.

She felt a little uncomfortable and felt dizzy.

Shen Yan immediately informed Feng Xingyao of his situation, and then asked in confusion: "Why do I feel this way?"

Feng Xingyao, who was in the supernatural space, frowned and his eyes darkened a bit. He thought that Shen Yan could withstand the side effects of his blood, but he missed one thing. Shen Yan's power was so weak. It's almost nothing, and it can't be compared with those people.

Shen Yan's exposed skin was completely red at this time, and her body was even smoking.

"Feng Xingyao!" Shen Yan wanted to get his answer now.

The next moment, a man appeared on the bed. He reached out and hugged Shen Yan into his arms. Shen Yan subconsciously wanted to resist and escape, but the man held her down on the bed.

"Don't move." came the man's low and hoarse voice.

Shen Yan felt dizzy. She tried her best to open her eyes and stared at him. She seemed to have a cold look that said, "Even if she dies, she will drag him to hell." "Your blood..."

"Don't worry, it's not poisoned."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xingyao leaned over.

Shen Yan's pupils shrank, a large shadow hit her, and when a touch of softness fell on her eyebrows, she froze and felt a little unbelievable for a moment.

Is he kissing her? !

Just when Shen Yan was about to summon the red flame dagger and teach this scoundrel a lesson, his clear and pleasant voice rang in her ears.

"Don't move, I'll help you suck away the excess blood."

Shen Yan's mind was a little confused now. She was still in a dazed state because she drank his blood.

But she could clearly feel his body temperature and breath.

Feng Xingyao's red lips were still a little away from her eyebrows, and the faint blood between Shen Yan's eyebrows was sucked into Feng Xingyao's mouth.

Shen Yan looked at him with her eyes open. Although her vision was a little blurry, his slightly tight neckline could be vaguely seen. His black hair fell on the crook of her neck, causing a tingling sensation.

Her heartbeat seemed a little fast.

Shen Yan's eyes gradually focused, and her mind was no longer so groggy. Somehow, she asked.

"Feng Xingyao, are you really a fox?"

"You don't like foxes?"

"That's not the question I'm asking. If you are a fox, I will treat you as a fox. If you are not, I will..."

"What do you mean?" Feng Xingyao's eyes revealed an indescribable evil smile.

Shen Yan pursed her lips: "It's nothing."

Feng Xingyao asked: "If I were a fox, do you want to treat me as a pet? If not, what do you want to treat me as?"

Shen Yan suddenly felt that she should not raise this topic. Whether he was a fox or not had nothing to do with her.

"Step aside.

Shen Yan's voice stopped suddenly, and her heart skipped a beat because Feng Xingyao kissed her between her eyebrows, and he also moved closer to her neck in a sniffing manner. His breath was too It was aggressive and made her freeze instantly.

"Shen Yan, I want to know about me. What is your identity?" His voice was drawn out, and his lazy tone seemed to have a different kind of gentleness.