After the stupid cat beauty becomes an infinite NPC

While Lin was thinking about grinding his teeth, Xie Sui's hand had already fallen on his beautiful and slender neck.

Lin Mo doubted whether he could help him tidy up his collar.

"How about I do it myself so you can't even see it."

It also made his ears and neck itchy.

Lin Mo scratched his ears.

"No, I can do it."

Xie Sui finally put his hand on the collar of his clothes.

If it weren't for the serious look on his face and his natural movements and tone, Lin Mo would have suspected that his blood servant was taking advantage of him just like those fragments.

233:...Is this still necessary to doubt?

Don't tell me, Xie Sui is really good at making this collar.

By the way, I also arranged his clothes and stuffed the hems into his pants.

The boy standing in front of the mirror looks like a super beautiful little prince.

"Do you want me to tie your hair?"

Xie Sui stood behind Lin Mo and tugged his long hair. The soft hair slid through his fingertips, carrying a pleasant fragrance, just like everyone else.

Lin Mo said: "Okay."

Xie Sui took out a beautiful red rope from somewhere, loosely gathered his hair and tied it up.

The bright red and soft snow white make him even more eye-catching.

This hairstyle also added a bit of gentleness to Lin Mo.

Well, it's probably just...a feeling of being a husband.

However, he is dressed like an English little prince, and he looks more agile when he smiles and moves.

Button...

There was a knock on the door, and Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and he ran over with his jade-like soles on the ground.

He opened the door quickly and jumped out.

"Butler, look at me..."

Lin Mo got stuck in the middle of his words, because the person standing at the door was not the housekeeper, but his cheap brother who had disappeared for a day.

Firsius stood at the door, his narrow red eyes reflecting the young man who suddenly broke into his sight.

He is like a beam of light, a light that the vampires long for but are not accustomed to.

"Brother, why is it you?"

Lin Mo, who was a bit naughty just now, calmed down, folded his hands and placed them obediently in front of him.

The boy is so beautiful that regardless of race or gender, eyes will stop for him wherever he passes.

So whether he was naughty just now or he is pretending to be good now, they are both beautiful.

Firsius adjusted his mood and slowly raised the corners of his mouth to smile.

"Why, aren't you happy that my brother is here?"

As he spoke, he rubbed the pretty boy's head.

Unlike the chubby and cute little bat-like one, the human-looking little brother... is so beautiful.

His blood had a fragrance that fascinated Firsius.

However, besides the boy's fragrance, there was also a smell that he hated in the room.

It wasn't a smell, but a tit-for-tat smell that made him repulse.

"My dear brother, who is in your room?"

Firsius stepped into Lin Mo's room and was almost face to face with Lin Mo in just one step.

It was probably because Firsius was too tall, and his approach made Lin Mo subconsciously want to take a step back.

But what moved faster than him was Firsius's arm.

Lin Mo's arms were wrapped around his waist, and he was so domineering that he did not allow the young man to escape.

Lin Mo: "???"

What are you doing?

He glanced down.

Firsius hugged his younger brother, but his blood-red eyes looked at the other person standing in his younger brother's room.

"Is he the blood servant you chose?"

Lin Mo raised his voice and struggled a few times but couldn't get the arm free. Lin Mo pouted and was unhappy.

"Changed."

Firsius looked at Xie Sui with a bit of chill in his eyes, and his tone was unreasonable.

"Cough cough..."

Xie Sui's face seemed to look even paler, and he even coughed up blood!

Lin Mo: "!!!"

"Can I refuse?"

He said his refusal in a cowardly tone.

"What do you say?"

His voice was somewhat cold.

Being killed.

Lin Mo lowered his head, his eyes were slightly red, and he rubbed his left foot against his right foot.

"But, but I don't want to change."

Lin Mo's voice was aggrieved and a little stubborn.

"If you choose a blood servant, you will be responsible."

Just like the master chose him, he has to be responsible.

Firsius: He is the next generation king of the blood clan. Others are always responsible for executing the orders he gives. This stupid brother dares to refuse him.

"I'll find you a better one."

A certain overbearing brother probably didn't even know it, but his voice subconsciously softened at this moment.

Lin Mo sniffed: "I, I don't want it."

They were all crying a little bit.

Firsius glanced at Xie Sui with murderous intent. The future king of the blood clan made a compromise for the first time.

"Just this once, don't disobey me next time, even if you are my younger brother."

His tone was a little stiff.

Lin Mo raised his head and looked at his brother pitifully and cautiously.

Then she hooked his hand with her fingers and put her soft, beautiful face against Firsius's palm.

"Thank you, brother."

The young man's voice was soft, a little timid and careful to please.

Firsius's mood also improved inexplicably because of the boy's small action.

"It's time for you to go back to your room."

Blood servants also have their own rooms, which are actually dormitories where several blood servants live together.

Xie Sui coughed twice weakly.

"Thank you, Master."

That nice voice was a little weak.

Lin Mo felt heartbroken, but also felt a sense of accomplishment.

In other copies, others protected him. After all, when he met the real master, each soul fragment was stronger than the last, and he was just a loser.

but now! He, Lin Mo, can also protect the fragile blood servant!

Lin Mo originally wanted to send the sick and broken blood servant to his place of residence, but Firsius took him back.

The man put his arms around his waist and lifted up the boy who was shorter than him.

Lin Mo fluttered his feet, his beautiful insteps were straightened, but his toes still couldn't reach the ground.

"Brother, what are you doing? He can't see the road. I'll see him off."

Firsius carried the man inside and said, "There will be servants who will take him there."

However, Firsius actually wanted to create some accident and let the blood servant die.

If he died in an accident, his brother couldn't be blamed on him too.

The moment the door was about to be closed, Xie looked in the direction of Firsius with his gauze-covered eyes.

Firsius also looked at him.

The sickly young man now has an aura that is not inferior to that of the future king of the blood race.

The door was completely closed, and Xie Sui continued to stare at the door, as if looking through the door at the young man inside.

The maid came over and said rudely: "Let's go, why are you still standing here!"

Seeing that he didn't move, the maid stepped forward and tried to pull him away.

The next second, a bloody hand fell, and the wrist was neatly cut off.

It happened so fast that the maid who saw her hand falling didn't even react. When the hand with still moving fingers fell to the ground, severe pain hit her.

Just as she opened her mouth to scream, her head flew out neatly.

The sickly and bloody servant Xie put his slender index finger to his lips and let out a hiss, raising the corners of his mouth slightly as if he was whispering with a smile.

"Ahem, don't scare him."