Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

"My Lord! How are you? Are you ill?"

Luo Bochen hurried forward, his eyes red with anxiety.

Wang Zi dodged his outstretched hand and took a breath: "Don't worry about this."

Luo Bochen frowned worriedly: "How can I not worry... The person I worry about most in this world is you."

Wang Zi looked away and ignored his words.

"Don't you want to be my vassal?"

Seeing that he changed the subject, Luo Bochen said in a muffled voice: "My lord, you have to drink blood first."

Wang Zi still ignored him and continued: "I can make you my vassal."

Luo Bochen frowned: "I do dream of becoming your vassal, but you have to drink blood first to get better."

Wang Zi looked coldly: "I'll say it again."

The boy leaned lazily on the backrest, one hand on the seat and the other hand slowly raised.

Those beautiful eyes stared at Luo Bochen, the pretty lips moved, and a pleasant voice sounded:

"Now, become my vassal."

The light coming through the window shone on the boy's handsome face, and Luo Bochen's heart began to waver.

He quickly lowered his head and looked away, swallowed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sir...even so, you still have to drink blood first."

"If you get sick..."

Luo Bochen was stuck. He looked up in surprise at the young man who cut his hand without hesitation.

Blood immediately gushed out from the large wound. Wang Zi raised his hand and looked at him coldly.

"To drink or not to drink?"

The bony hand was covered in bright red, and blood was about to drip onto the ground...

Luo Bochen's pupils contracted, and he whispered softly: "Sir...you are really..."

He grasped the corner of his clothes, knelt on one knee in a cowardly manner, opened his mouth and showed his fangs towards the boy.

Luo Bochen's cheeks were red as he licked the blood dripping from the boy's hand.

This was the first time he had tasted this flavor in all these years.

Incredibly sweet.

Better than anything in this world.

Seeing that the amount of blood he drank was enough to form a seal contract, Wang Zi decisively withdrew his hand and pulled out a piece of paper beside him.

"Sir..." Luo Bochen called him.

Wang Zi glanced at him, expressing confusion.

His face was red and there was blood at the corners of his mouth.

Luo Bochen stretched out his tongue and licked it: "Don't wipe it, it's a waste, let me lick it clean?"

Wang Zi's face was dark: "Get lost."

Taking the paper, Wang Zi immediately wiped the blood off his hand, and the wound began to heal rapidly.

Seeing this, Luo Bochen quickly reached out to unbutton his clothes, revealing his chest.

Seeing Wang Zi looking at him, he happily pointed to his heart and said, "Sir, can you draw the mark here?"

Wang Zi pulled the corner of his mouth speechlessly and stretched out his hand.

The boy leaned forward slightly, his fingertips flashing a dark red light as they carved into the skin over his heart.

Luo Bochen felt the pain in his heart, staring at Wang Zi's face with a smile in his eyes, and spoke affectionately:

"My Lord, I will always and forever be loyal to you."

[Ding——! Luo Bochen’s favorability is 100!]

[Ding——! Mission progress 100%!]

[Your mission has been completed, do you want to leave the small world?]

[whether. ]

The unique vassal mark of Justus appeared on the skin at Luo Bochen's heart, emitting a dark light.

Wang Zi stood up, withdrew his hand, and smiled with relief.

"Yes."

In a flash, he was back in the control room, and the puppet instantly took over Justus' body.

……

"grown ups……?"

Luo Bochen looked at the young man in front of him who was in a daze for a moment, with a worried look on his face.

"Is being a vassal making things harder for you?"

Justus (the puppet) looked down at him, silent.

The boy's face was extremely pale, and Luo Bochen was extremely anxious: "My lord, you really need to drink blood!"

He half-knelt and took a step forward, raised his shoulders and said carefully: "Just... a sip is ok?"

"..."

This body really craves blood.

Glancing at Luo Bochen's white neck, Justus's red eyes flashed with forbearance, and he finally reached out his hand to him.

The young man's slender and powerful hand covered his left shoulder, and the warmth from it made Luo Bochen nervous.

Justus leaned over his neck, his hot and humid breath spraying on his skin...

He opened his mouth, and his sharp fangs pierced Luo Bochen's skin, and blood instantly flowed into his mouth.

The long-lost taste spreads on the tip of the tongue.

"ha…………"

Because of the pain, Luo Bochen exhaled and frowned.

But at this moment he felt very happy because this was what he had always dreamed of.

The boy buried his head in his neck, his scent filled the air.

Luo Bochen's face flushed, he slightly tilted his head to get close to the boy's hair, and chuckled:

"My Lord...sweet?"

"……Shut up."