Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

All vampires like beautiful objects or people, and Azazel is no exception.

But to be honest, many of Lin Muan's fans are actually vampires, but he doesn't know it.

"Azazel's hair... do you want to blow dry it first?" Lin Muan felt Azazel's hair slide across his neck, and the coolness made him shrink back.

Azazel glanced at his wet hair, twisted a strand of hair, and it was dry within a few seconds.

My hair, which was already very curly when wet, became very fluffy after drying.

Azazel scratched his hair in distress, feeling that he had lost his majesty in front of Lin Muan.

Lin Muan stared at Azazel's hair with bright eyes, feeling that he looked like a lion.

"Let me comb Azazel's hair." Lin Mu'an reached out and poked Azazel's fluffy hair and whispered.

Seeing that Lin Muan didn't seem to hate his hair, Azazel readily agreed.

Azazel sat obediently on the sofa, and Lin Muan held the comb and carefully combed Azazel's fluffy hair.

Azazel felt that something was wrong with the current situation. He seemed to have said he wanted to suck Lin Muan's blood just now.

I'm sitting on the sofa and having my hair combed. Although I'm a little confused, I quite like it.

"How many years has Azazel been sleeping?" Lin Muan felt a little too quiet and found a topic.

"A long, long time." Azazel didn't want to say exactly how long he slept, for fear that Lin Mu'an would think he was old.

"It's great that my hair is still in such good condition after sleeping for so long." Lin Muan narrowed his eyes and smiled, praising.

Azazel said nothing. He was thinking about why he was afraid that Lin Muan would think he was old.

After thinking about it, it was because Lin Muan was young, but it didn't matter. He would learn the knowledge of this era to avoid falling behind.

"Okay." Lin Muan smiled and touched Azazel's head.

Azazel turned to look at Lin Muan, his eyes a little serious.

Lin Muan thought he had said the wrong thing. Just as he was about to say something, Azazel hugged him before he could react.

"Thank you, but dear, can you let me suck your blood?" Azazel was in a good mood and was very happy to be praised, so he unconsciously blurted out the intimate title.

Being hugged so suddenly, Lin Muan was a little confused and his cheeks felt a little hot.

"Ah? Azazel, um... be gentle when you bite." Lin Muan lowered his eyes and stared at his fingers, stuttered, then raised his eyes to look at Azazel.

Azazel felt overwhelmed by the cuteness. He suppressed his excitement and looked at Lin Muan with a smile.

"Yes, I will bite gently."

Azazel lifted the long hair around Lin Muan's neck and stared at his fair and smooth neck, his fangs growing out unconsciously.

Lin Muan was still a little scared, his body trembled slightly, and he quietly glanced at Azazel's teeth.

Seeing his thin lips slightly open and his pointed fangs exposed, I felt that just by looking at him, I could imagine how painful it would be to be bitten.

"That... that Azazel! Can you wait a moment? I'm not ready yet..." Lin Muan pushed Azazel in fear, frowning, and looked at Azazel very apologetically after finishing speaking.

Lin Muan was really scared, feeling that if Azazel's fangs penetrated his neck, he would die.

Azazel glanced at Lin Muan's hand on his chest and chuckled.

"My dear, when will it be ready?" Azazel asked hoarsely, a little annoyed that his self-control had deteriorated.

Azazel's fingertips gently rubbed Lin Muan's neck, eager to take a bite.

But no matter how impatient he was, he still didn't have the heart to use force on Lin Muan.

"Azazel."

"Ah."

"Wait a moment..."

"it is good."

Azazel did not force Lin Muan to accept it quickly. After all, he calmed down and thought about it, but he was too eager after all.

Lin Muan is just a simple and ignorant mermaid. He doesn't understand that vampires' desire for blood is normal, and it's normal to be afraid.

Lin Mu'an could feel Azazel's eyes staring at his neck very hotly. As long as he was bitten, he could leave the company. Thinking about it, it was a very cost-effective thing, and the pain was over.

He didn't want to stay at that company, but he couldn't afford the penalty, so he had to make do.

"That's enough." Lin Muan looked up at Azazel.

"Really?" Azazel stared at Lin Muan, wanting Lin Muan to be sure.

"Yes." Lin Muan looked at Azazel seriously and nodded with certainty.

Azazel smiled, narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and approached Lin Muan's neck, glanced sideways at Lin Muan, and bit down on Lin Muan's neck with his sharp fangs.

Lin Muan frowned. It didn't hurt as much as he imagined, but he felt uncomfortable.

Azazel tasted Lin Muan's blood and instantly became more excited.

It's not as bitter as expected, it's sweet.

Azazel doesn't like drinking blood that much, he doesn't like the taste, but because he is a vampire, he has to drink it.

Lin Mu'an didn't know how much time had passed. He felt a tingling pain in his neck and reached out to push Azazel.

He opened his mouth to ask Azazel to stop, but no sound came out.

Fear filled his whole body, and Lin Muan felt his head was confused and a little weak.

Azazel felt that it was almost done, and gently licked the bite mark on Lin Muan's neck with the tip of his tongue. Seeing that the bite mark had faded, he raised his eyes and looked at Lin Muan.

The corners of Lin Muan's eyes were crimson, and there were crystal tears in his eyes. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tears fell down.

"Ah..."

Lin Muan frowned, trying to express that he didn't like this. Before he could say anything, his vision went dark, and he fell limply into Azazel's arms.

Azazel was stunned for a moment, then touched the corners of Lin Muan's eyes with his fingers and wiped away the tears.

"It's okay, dear." Azazel said in a low voice, hugging Lin Mu'an like a puppet, and smiled slightly.

The red eyes flashed slightly, revealing a desire for treasure.

Azazel picked up Lin Muan, put him on the bed, and tucked him in.

After standing by the bed and looking at Lin Muan for a while, Azazel went to the study and called Fan Luojia.

"Have you tasted the blood of a mermaid?" Azazel glanced at the crescent moon outside the window and stared at Van Luoga.

"Have you tasted it...Want to drink it?" Fan Luojia answered truthfully.

"No, I want to ask you what the mermaid's blood tastes like." Azazel was curious. After drinking so much blood, it was the first time he drank something sweet.

I want to confirm whether all mermaid blood is sweet.

"There is no difference between the blood of mermaids and the blood of orcs. Some of them are bitter." Fan Luojia answered seriously without thinking about anything else.

Azazel didn't ask again, but he didn't bother to verify Fan Luojia's words. After all, he liked Lin Mu'an very much. He drank more of the sweet ones and less of the bitter ones. He had to smoke them all.

Fan Luojia stared at Azazel and saw that his expression was as usual. It seemed that Lin Muan was fine with him.

~~~Separating line~~~

Azazel: Little Darling likes my hair~ Hehehe, happy~ Little Darling helps me comb my hair~ (Star Eyes/Breaking Heart Bubbles) (I silently say Happy a hundred times in my heart)

Extra: When I was combing my hair while I was writing, I had their cartoon characters in my mind. They were really cute (can anyone see the contrast in me) [eyes moved]