Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

"You want to be my vassal?"

Wang Zi raised his eyebrows, a hint of amusement on his handsome face.

Luo Mu is Luo Bochen's lifelong enemy. The reason why Luo Bochen sucked Justus' blood dry was entirely because of Luo Mu.

"Lord Justus! I promise I will be loyal to you!"

His expression was crazy and even obsessed, and he covered his chest and swore solemnly.

"..." Seeing the young man lowering his eyes as if thinking, Luo Bochen pursed his lips and said nothing.

The same strange emotion as that time came over him again, causing him to feel a dull pain in his heart. No matter how he comforted himself, he did not feel a single bit of happiness.

As Luo Mu... indeed...

He was indeed an object worthy of being attached to, but as a half-blood, he was useless.

It would be natural for him to agree.

Luo Bochen chuckled to himself, closed his eyes and leaned weakly against the sofa.

……

"Tick tock..."

"Tick tock..."

“…Haaa…Sir?”

The sound of water dripping onto the ground rang out along with Luo Mu's screams of pain.

A strong smell of rust wafted into his nose, irritating Luo Bochen's nerves.

He will never forget the taste of this blood until his death.

Luo Bochen's body shook violently, he opened his eyes instantly, and his pupils contracted rapidly.

The scene before him left him dumbfounded. Luo Bochen couldn't even believe what he saw...

The young man's hand was like a sharp claw, piercing through Luo Mu's left chest.

The young man held a heart that was still beating slightly in his palm. Luo Bochen looked through the bloody hole on Luo Mu's chest and met his bloodshot eyes.

The corpse slowly fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood gushed out, soaking the ground.

There was a fishy smell everywhere, but the boy looked calm.

His bony hands were covered in blood, but so beautiful.

There was only a slight hint of disdain in his eyes, and his already cold heart was thrown to the ground by the boy like garbage.

He frowned and uttered a low "tsk".

Luo Bochen was stunned, but his heart beat faster. Besides the boy's voice, the only sound he could hear was the "thumping" of his heartbeat.

Luo Mu...

died.

he died.

he died!

An indescribable feeling of joy surged in his heart, and Luo Bochen was so excited that he almost laughed out loud, but his face was calm, with only excitement flashing in his eyes.

And all this is thanks to the person in front of me.

"I remember you were his vassal?"

The young man asked in a low voice.

Luo Bochen raised the corner of his mouth and said in a brisk voice:

"Yes, it was a vassal relationship that was forced upon me in childhood."

Seeing that he no longer intended to hide his hatred for Luo Mu, Wang Zi nodded with satisfaction.

He stretched out his long legs and walked over the corpses on the ground towards Luo Bochen.

A shadow fell, and the boy's tall figure blocked the light coming from the window.

Luo Bochen looked up against the halo, the young man seemed to be glowing, his stunning face carrying a divine indifference.

The boy's beautiful hand, stained with blood, was stretched out and raised to his face.

The blood on that hand belonging to Luo Mu had turned cold, but Luo Bochen still remembered its taste clearly over the decades.

"Drinked."

Drops of blood fell from the boy's hand to the corner of his mouth, gradually spreading to the tip of his tongue.

Luo Bochen looked into those bloodshot eyes, and the strange feeling in his heart became more intense, even making it difficult for him to breathe.

And... a feeling of dry mouth.

He opened his mouth, licked the dripping blood with his tongue, and stared at the boy's face in a daze.

Luo Bochen didn't drop a single drop of the blood the boy handed over.

And it was the first time that he felt Luo Mu's blood tasted so sweet.