Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

How could this be?

Kong Yu didn’t believe what Si Mo said at all. How could Jin Sixian really like him!

“Si Mo, I advise you to let go quickly. If I don’t get to the exhibition in time, Si Xian will definitely—Ahhh!”

Before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his forearm. Si Mo grabbed his shoulders and turned him over, pressing his upper body down like he was torturing a prisoner. Kong Yu instantly felt an unbearable heaviness in his chest.

Kong Yu felt that all the bones in his body had lost feeling. They might be broken, or even worse.

Cold sweat soaked his clothes. Kong Yu finally remembered that there was someone standing behind him watching the show. He raised his head, glared at the black-clad driver fiercely, and roared, "What are you looking at? Come and help me!"

The driver came back to his senses after being yelled at, but his legs trembled instinctively and he didn't dare to get close to Si Mo, who looked like a devil.

He has been a full-time driver for the Kong family for many years and is relatively familiar with Kong Yu's affairs.

Although I received a lot of money from the Kong family, this is the truth of this world: you have to have the life to earn money but also the life to spend it!

At the same time, Si Mo also looked in Kong Yu's direction after hearing his cry for help. When the driver met Si Mo's eyes, his feet began to tremble in panic.

On the other hand, the thin boy's clear eyes were full of interest. He showed no fear towards the burly man, and even looked inviting: "Together?"

While one is nice, two is more fun.

The driver shook his head like a rattle, as if he was afraid that this trouble would get to him, and hurriedly waved his hands and backed away.

After silently praying to the young master in his heart, he turned around and got into the car swiftly. Although there was wilderness all around him, he made a sharp turn and quickly got them eight hundred miles away.

Kong Yu: ...

He watched the whole thing, and was so angry that his speech system became disordered. He cursed angrily: "Useless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a casual and melodious voice rang in his ears, like the whisper of a devil, sentencing him to death.

"What should I do? No one can help you." Si Mo sighed, feeling a little regretful: "Now there are only two of us left. What do you think I should do to you..."

Si Mo's cold fingertips brushed across Kong Yu's sweaty neck. The touch felt strangely like a sharp blade, and Kong Yu trembled all over.

The anger was deflated, and endless fear filled his heart. He gradually realized that Si Mo was not kidding him.

The fierce wind blew past the knees, and the half-human-high weeds dozens of meters away swayed in the wind. There were no pedestrians around and it was so quiet that if something happened to someone here, no one might find out for dozens of days.

"You, you really are..." Kong Yu swallowed his saliva, his throat felt dry and hoarse, and he could feel the smell of blood in his mouth. The words he uttered were barely coherent.

"Mad man? You told me so long ago." Si Mo curled his lips and smiled. Kong Yu finally felt what it meant to cry out to the heavens but get no response. He was kicked several meters away. He fell to the ground, holding his arm, curled up his body and kept backing away.

The timidity in Kong Yu's eyes was particularly obvious. He had never dealt with Si Mo in real life before, and he thought that Si Mo was easy to bully was just a guess, because the two of them used to have equal reputation in the circle, and he had snatched some of Si Mo's business fees and did not receive any punishment.

He thought Si Mo was someone who deserved to suffer losses, but he didn't know that it was just that people didn't like to pay attention to him before.

Si Mo was still walking slowly towards him with his hands behind his back. As soon as Kong Yu stepped back, he felt a pain in his right wrist. When he turned over, he saw a long cut as wide as a finger appeared out of nowhere, right at the location of his wrist artery.

In an instant, blood gushed out, and the warm blood dyed the yellow ground red, forming a bright puddle of water.

A sweet and fishy smell filled the air, and the cells in the vampire's body became abnormally excited.

Si Mo was a little hungry.

Thinking of Jin Sixian.