Can I have a bite [Interstellar]

On the second day after the red light was turned on, the old housekeeper took the food and gently opened the door that had never been opened, and put down the water and food. He lowered his head and did not look at the scene in the room, even though the room was haunted by A strong musky scent.

The effect of the medicine had disappeared on the first day. At that time, Berlin was being pressed against the floor-to-ceiling windows, with his legs wrapped around Lorenzo's strong waist, and he was doing exercises. His lips were slightly parted and he let out a light gasp.

"I've long wanted... to fuck you from the inside out like this. You are the aloof General Qiangwei, and everyone adores you and looks up to you...-You never fucking look at me, you always treat me like a child... and Now, I'm a man! I'm fucking you!" He gasped and said viciously, the aftertaste of his lower body made him unable to suppress the force.

Berlin's upper body is completely attached to the window, and the supporting points are only connected.

The house is wet and mixed with gasping and breathing sounds getting louder.

On the third day, on the wide bed, Lorenzo bit his wrist, held him in his arms, and drank several mouthfuls of dark red blood across Berlin. Little traces are left by Lorenzo.

He kissed Berlin's forehead intimately, and put him back on the bed. The quilt barely covered his lower body, and the ambiguous marks on his chest were undoubtedly revealed. Lorenzo fixed his eyes on Berlin's chest, where there was a faint crescent moon. A red mark appeared on his left chest.

Lorenzo couldn't control the corners of his mouth, and gave Berlin a rare kiss on the forehead, and happily hugged him in his arms and closed his eyes.

***

It was too hot, as if his whole body was about to melt, like being in an oven, little by little, Berlin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes, seeing the red light in the room, his head went blank for a moment , the sound of moist breathing on his neck made him turn his head, and what he saw was Lorenzo's sleeping face with a smile on his face.

Skin to skin, two naked bodies entangled with each other, the suppressed gasp, everything that happened came to mind.

With a sound of "Boom!", Lorenzo was kicked directly to the side of the bed, almost falling off the bed.

Lorenzo opened his eyes in bewilderment and got kicked. He pretended to be injured: "Baby, you love me so much in the early morning."

The kick just now had cold sweat on Berlin's face, and his whole body was sore, especially his lower body. He looked at Lorenzo who hadn't been kicked off the bed, ignored the big dick that stood between his legs, and looked indifferent: " Darren, I really underestimated you." After he finished speaking, he pulled the quilt around his body, and he fell to the ground unsupported just as soon as his feet hit the ground.

Soft as noodles.

"Tell me what are you going to do, how are you doing, did you fall?" Lorenzo directly jumped up from the bed and jumped to Berlin's side. Before he could pick him up, Berlin indifferently pushed his hands away.

However, what made Berlin's face turn green the most was that he could feel something flowing from the hot place behind him, and he raised his head and glared at Lorenzo above.

"You'd better stay away from me!" Berlin warned in a cold voice, stood up again, went to the bathroom and slammed the door.

Lorenzo leaned on the bedpost and smirked. After a while, he heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and finally slowly put on a robe.

This reaction was really unexpected... He didn't even kill him, he thought he would be famous even if he was not half disabled.

***

"You want to go back to the Imperial Military Academy?" Lorenzo leaned on the sofa, tapping his knuckles on the armrest of the sofa little by little, and then the speed became faster and faster, "No, you are my favorite concubine now, not in Shengguo. Luo Bao is waiting for my favor, what to do in the place where there are so many male animals in the Imperial Military Academy."

Berlin took a sip of his coffee and put it back on the table with a blank expression: "I'm telling you, not asking for instructions, and you can't kill you by talking nonsense, I That thing of yours must have been scrapped, too."

Lorenzo greeted Berlin's sight and adjusted his sitting posture subconsciously: "Ahem, cough, don't stare at me, stare harder."

Berlin instantly stood up from the opposite side and rushed to Lorenzo, raised his hand mercilessly to grab his silky silver long hair, and slammed it heavily on the armrest. After the third heavy blow, the armrest of the sofa broke into two pieces. .

"It hurts~ it hurts~" Lorenzo screamed.

It was not until there was a large dark red blood on the armrest that Berlin let go of his hand, and looked coldly at Lorenzo who was pretending to be weak and crying on the ground.

Lorenzo covered his forehead: "You kiss me and act like a baby to me, and I agree, with such a heavy hand, I'm going to die~"

The prince who is full of drama can almost win a small gold Oscar.

Berlin:"……"

***

In the Imperial Military Academy, generally speaking, the instructors of blood races are blood races, and the instructors of human and mixed blood races are human or blood races. Very few human instructors are blood races, but the only one who has been a blood race instructor is the former General Rose: Cal. Callaway.

There is only one reason: he is strong enough.

But today, the First Army ushered in an airborne squad leader whose race was human.

It is said that it was because he climbed into His Excellency’s bed a few days ago, which made His Excellency so fascinated by him for three days in a row, so this so-called human being wanted to be an instructor at the Imperial Military Academy on a whim, and His Excellency also agreed.

In the first army, which is densely populated with blood races, this news is not shocking.

The First Army is His Majesty's confidant army, so it is natural to obey His Majesty Prince's hasty decision. However, a human being is just a display, and the general of the First Army thinks so.

Berlin was accompanied by the general of the First Army to the Imperial Military Academy. Because of the temporary addition of squad leaders, the soldiers under the former squad leaders had to be reorganized.

A human being who serves others by virtue of Israel cannot serve others.

Just take this human to walk through the motions, and he looked at the human next to him, holding a can of beer in one hand, with a casual expression, as if he was here for vacation.

Berlin is wearing a button-up blue shirt today. The style is simple but the workmanship is exquisite. Every part of the tailoring is just right. The hem of the clothes is tucked into the waistband of the trousers, which outlines a very attractive and slender waistline. It makes people want to reach out and measure the size. .

He took a sip of cold beer, sure enough, no matter how expensive the drink was, it couldn't quench his thirst like cheap beer.

At this time, the students of the First Army on the military academy field stood in line one by one to meet their so-called sub-captains, while the students of several other armies were still doing training, but together with their instructors, they also paid attention to the situation in the First Army field. The situation, obviously the attention is on it.

When Berlin appeared with a can of beer, all the students looked at the person who was walking down the steps slowly, with a calm expression on his face, his facial features were not gorgeous, but there was a hint of indifference. With a noble and haughty temperament, a graceful and thin body, the collar of his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a beautifully shaped collarbone. He took a sip of beer, and his white throat rolled up and down, making him inexplicably thirsty.

"Damn! Don't look at the appearance, just look at the body, it's so fucking strong, it must be so cool to fuck on the bed!" A vampire in the queue said in a moderate voice, and the vampires around him laughed loudly.

Berlin put his beer on the steps: "Who are my students?"

He asked suddenly, and after the general of the first army was taken aback, his voice was neither humble nor overbearing: "Because you are the newly added captain, the previous student establishment can only be reassigned, and this is the students assigned under you." He pointed to the side several rows of queues.

Berlin took a rough look and found that there were only more than 30. This number is obviously perfunctory. Generally speaking, the number of low-level squad leaders is at least a few hundred. This general must be thinking about killing himself.

Indeed, it is the job of a soldier for the general of the First Army to obey military orders, but it is not good for the army to let a human being who is also the prince's bed be the captain, so he got all the poor qualifications out of several captains Together, they were placed in the Berlin team. After playing for a few days, he got tired of playing, and then let the students return to their respective positions.

There are more than 30, there are only two or three humans and hybrids in total, and the rest are hybrids, and the blood races who just talked nonsense are also among them. Berlin watched slowly, and he saw Arnold among them.

After Arnold disappeared from Berlin to the Star City, he resolutely withdrew from the Rose Army, and was later assigned to the First Army by Lorenzo. He was a mixed race, and his personality was not strong, so he was naturally thrown into the 30 or so people.

Berlin just glanced at him, and moved his eyes away from his eyes that were excited and expecting to shed tears. Arnold's neck could see some bite marks and wounds. A mixed blood, in an army that was almost all blood races, even though the army clearly stipulated, it was regarded as Food and vampire snacks are inevitable.

There was no expression on Berlin's face, he walked to Arnold and stopped a few steps away.

The other vampires around whistled obscenely.

"The ass is really sticky, it's a waste to be an instructor hahaha, hey, leave a contact information, and when His Majesty the Prince gets tired of playing, I can take over!"

Obscene laughter followed from the queue. The general of the First Army had already stepped back a few steps. Even if he heard this, he would pretend not to hear it. After all, the order he had received had been completed.

Berlin didn't care about the laughter around him. He stared at Arnold and said, "You can't protect yourself. I advise you to quit. My training is definitely stricter and harder than yours before."

The excitement, joy and doubts on Arnold's face were beaten to pieces, and he lowered his head in shame. Berlin had accidents because of himself several times, and if he was strong enough, he wouldn't be like this.

"I'm not quitting."

Berlin looked at him indifferently: "Do you think they are scary?"

Inertial thinking, and the current rule of the planet, humans and hybrids will subconsciously fear blood races in their hearts.

Arnold didn't answer Berlin, and Berlin turned his gaze to the rest of the blood race humans in the queue, his light blue eyes were as calm as water: "Can you shut your mouth?"

This sentence was addressed to the vampire who was talking nonsense and trying to seduce him. He slowly turned around and looked at the vampire: "As a student of the Imperial Military Academy, I think all your thoughts about me are just The limit is that I am an ordinary person, and now." His eyes were so cold that they seemed to be coated with frost: "I am your instructor, your captain, although I hate the blood race very much, and I hate you even more, but I will try my best It is the duty of an instructor." He raised his fingers, crossed his fingers, and turned them softly at will, and the fingers including the wrist joints made a "click" sound, and he walked towards the vampire, and stopped at a distance of only one finger. I felt a mellow fragrance, and I haven't enjoyed the sudden approaching beauty yet. I only heard a faint voice next to my ear, which seemed to be seductive and cold: "Teach you how to use your brain to think about problems, not your short lower body."

There was a muffled roar of laughter in the queue.

The blood race couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to teach the human in front of him a lesson. He has been trained in the military academy for a while, even if he is not excellent, it is enough to deal with a human who only knows how to climb a bed.

However, Berlin quickly dodged, turned and stopped on his toes, and came to the back of the blood clan.

This kind of gun is specially made, and the bullets inside are genuine silver bullets, which are specially distributed by the army to military school students. However, because they have not yet graduated, the performance and purity of performance have weakened a lot. Holding silver objects to do extraordinary things, on the other hand, only graduates can have weapons in the strict sense.

□□Pinched by Berlin in his hand, his index finger was hung on the wrench buckle, and he turned it carelessly twice.

The blood race reacted, the weapon on his waist was removed, and he quickly raised his elbow to hit Berlin with his backhand.

Just as the general of the First Army was about to stop him, he saw a scene that shocked him, or it could be said that everyone on the training ground was shocked.

Because of the race, the disparity in strength is doomed, but the elbow of the blood race was easily caught by Berlin. He exerted force, but Berlin did not move at all. With a merciless kick, it seemed that the sound of bones breaking could be heard, and his body was kicked out for a long distance in the air, barely hitting the wall, and then rolled down heavily.

There was a loud bang, there was an exclamation in the queue, and then Yaque fell silent.

Arnold was stunned for a moment, watching the kicked blood clan fly towards Berlin again with its fangs and terrifying expression on its face. ,

Berlin, on the other hand, fiddled with the pistol on his fingers casually, only to see that his face was expressionless, his fingers were so fast that he couldn't see his movements clearly, and he had already loaded the gun before the blood was close to him.

"Boom." There was a gunshot, and he didn't even turn his head, and hit the rushing blood clan with one shot.

These things only happened for a few seconds.

A puff of smoke dissipated from the muzzle.

In the distance were the screams of the blood race being hit.

"I deliberately avoided the deadly parts, don't worry, I won't die." High-ranking vampires, pure blood vampires, will die only if they are stabbed in the heart by silver artifacts, while ordinary vampires, as long as they are hit by silver artifacts, they will immediately turn into ashes , The purity of these silver bullets is not high, so naturally they will not be turned into ashes, and they will not die if they are injured and left some blood.

There was a sigh of silence all around.

Berlin turned the muzzle of the gun again, and twirled his fingers neatly. He looked at the mixed-bloods and humans in the queue: "Look, how fragile, not vigilant, not strong enough, not sensitive enough, just like this blood race It doesn’t count as having fighting power.” His voice was indifferent, as if he didn’t care: “I don’t know if you have any objections to me being your instructor in the future, if you don’t know how to respect your superiors.” He paused while talking, put the gun He pointed his mouth at a blood race in the queue, and said indifferently under his terrified expression: "—Boom! Come on like this, you don't want to try the thrill of being hit in the heart."

He glanced around and lifted his chin slightly: "Do you have any objections to this?"

The blood races in the queue lowered their heads one after another, obviously terrified to the extreme.

What kind of little beauty is this, little stunner, damn it!It's a pervert!The rhythm of dying every minute!

The mixed-race and human beings in the queue had expressions of shock and admiration.

Berlin threw away the gun, and lazily shook the half-can of beer left on the steps: "Start training."

Lu Ensi witnessed everything that happened on the training ground just now. He stared at the figure without blinking, his body and soul seemed to be clamoring with excitement, and his every move was sexy. His blood spurted.