sinful preference

It is said that thousands of years ago was the heyday of vampires.

Basically, one in every ten vampires disguised as humans is a vampire, and their blood is not low.

However, the vampires have serious internal strife. The lower vampires are keen on killing vampires and killing each other in order to gain more blood power. Offended, I will not go out myself.

But there is also a guild called the Silver Guild, which is equivalent to a vampire hunter. The more vampires hunted, the higher the status, and they have absolute rights both in society and in the guild.

The past of Shen Man's body was nothing more than being betrayed by blood slaves, a prince was besieged by more than [-] hunters, and the silver weapon directly pierced the heart and fell into a sleeping seal.

Later, the blood servant who betrayed him secretly transported him away, hid him in a coffin, and drank his blood all day long, trying to become a purebred vampire.

Here we need to talk about the difference between blood slaves, blood slaves, and purebred vampires.

Blood slaves are like food, and if blood slaves are loved by their masters, they don’t need to be sucked blood anymore, and become the person who manages blood slaves, that is, blood slaves. Blood slaves specialize in serving vampires, including taking care of their lives, socializing, and finding new A blood slave, and when the blood slave can gain the trust of the vampire, the vampire may let the other party drink his own blood as a reward, so that the blood slave can be transformed into the lowest vampire, referred to as a bastard.

The blood servant of Shen Man's original body owner consumed too much of his blood, and finally his strength exceeded expectations, and his soul was unable to make ends meet, so he blew himself up and died. He has been locked in a coffin and has been sleeping until now.

It's just that there seem to be people who visit him from time to time to help clean the castle. Shen Man suspects that this person is the target data, but it's unknown what the target data has to do with him.

666 means that he has to complete every step of the task by himself, whether it is looking for information or looking for a green hat, it seems that he has completely forgotten what he said that he would also wear someone in this world to help.

Shen Man didn't mention it either, he could feel the system 666's sudden and distant treatment of him, but he wouldn't worry about such things. Tired, why make yourself so tired?How nice it is to be simple.

So when Shen Man couldn't find the target system, Shen Man wasn't too idle.

He is saving up the number of people for the green hat he will put on the target data in the future.

Assistant Jing Wanzhe counted as one, and his manager Qin Xian counted as one, so there were two in total, and there was still three left.

Qin Xian is hard to tell apart, he is tactful with people, he talks nonsense when he sees people, he treats Shen Man to a certain extent, but he can also openly ask Shen Man on the phone if he wants to find a benefactor , give him the room number and tell him to go see the benefactor.

Shen Man was quite curious, but he didn't go.

Later, I heard that the benefactor had been waiting for him in the hotel for a long time, lost his temper and wanted to block him, but was suppressed by Qin Xian.

Shen Man has experienced two worlds, and she has a lot of experience in finding cuckolds. When time is not urgent, she usually picks ones of good quality and gradually becomes ambiguous; One, anyway, just to make up the number.

So tonight, Shen Man has no psychological burden to go to harm others.

——For some things, even if there are psychological barriers, if you do more, you will be able to let it happen naturally.

Some of the things that Shen Man insisted on at first also began to become dispensable.

Maybe it's a good thing, after all, it's good to be able to complete the task with less burden.I just don't know what kind of chain reaction this "good thing" will evolve in the future, whether the result is good or bad.

In the afternoon, the work was finished at six o'clock, Shen Man returned to the apartment at eight o'clock, and it was nine o'clock when he left Assistant Jing Wanzhe on the bed after a good ravage.

He is not too full, he is used to leaving a little room to appreciate the fragrance of other foods, before leaving he casually threw Azhe on the bed, took a bath and changed clothes by himself, came out and found that Azhe was still dying from anemia Sleep was not disturbed.

The movement of Shen Man walking was very quiet, probably when the door was closed, the sound was a little louder, and the pale blood slave who was sucked could not be woken up, but Jing Wanzhe still opened his eyes slowly, and he touched himself. The four blood holes on the side of the neck, although the blood holes recovered quickly due to the healing ability of the man's saliva, they still stayed on the skin for half a day.

Jing Wanzhe sat up resentfully, looked around, and found that the gifts he had given to Shen Man were piled up in the corner, gathering dust, and the fruits were not less than rotten. He got out of bed and opened the refrigerator. What it looked like a week ago is still the same now. ...

But okay.

Jing Wanzhe is still an immature and young boy, he didn't care so much when there was no real threat, he didn't care to throw away all the rotten and decayed things, and happily went out to buy new things.

Whether Shen Man needs it or not, he just wants to do what he wants to do, and do his best, and give everything to the master.

The owner, Shen Man, felt that he had captured his assistant Jing Wanzhe, so he didn't care much about Jing Wanzhe. His prey today was the tall man who wore a king's mask at the masquerade ball in the high-end club and pretended not to approach him—the target data.

This is a highly secretive club, and the visitors are either rich or noble. The person came to see him in the afternoon, but did not move, but now he is approaching in such a way, it is hard for Shen Man not to think that this is a contest, or a goal Data has high vigilance against him.

On the dance floor, many men and women embraced and danced. He walked through the crowd, wearing a silver feather mask, and walked towards the target data who had been looking at him.

Shen Man took out a gorgeous rose from the vase at the side and sniffed it lightly while walking towards the target, with a calm posture, as if walking from under the throne, attracting everyone's attention.

The people on the dance floor made way for Shen Man spontaneously, and he easily stood in front of the target.

The color of the target data's bony hands can be vaguely seen by the blood vessels illuminated by the light, holding red wine, the red wine is swaying in the goblet, looking through the mask, looking at Shen Man interestingly, the gaze is extremely aggressive From bottom to top, it finally stopped on the man's lips that were slightly covered with roses...

The lips are slightly raised, plump and attractive.

Shen Man waited for a long time and didn't see the target speak first, so she had to make a concession, handed the rose to the other party, and said, "Sir, can you dance with me?"

Everyone who has been paying attention to this side covered their lips and chuckled, whispering.

The target data took the rose, smelled it, and said lightly: "Why me?"

——Nonsense, since he came in, the target has been trying to get his attention, and the small wound on the corner of the lip, the fragrance of blood is simply seducing him!It's clear that he wants to hook up, but it's wrong for him not to hook up!

Shen Man said truthfully: "You smell very fragrant."

The target stood up from the luxurious black leather sofa. He was tall and exuded the aura of a dominator in control of everything. He threw the rose on the table, stepped forward and directly embraced the man's waist, not bowing his head, but hanging down. Mou, said to the man: "My surname is Yi."

Shen Man was not annoyed, he let the target almost hug him in his arms, leaned on the other's shoulder in such a weak posture, slipped the tip of his nose over the target's neck, and then shouted in a low voice: "Mr. Yi, you It seems to be hurt..." He was with this delicious food at close range, and Shen Man couldn't control his erection.

he wants...

From appetite to desire, everything is rebelling!

"Where?" Mr. Yi's voice was also soft and mesmerized, as if he was matching Shen Man's ambiguity with ease.

The man suddenly raised his head from Mr. Yi's shoulder, looked at Mr. Yi's black eyes with a blurred gaze, hooked Mr. Yi's cold and hard chin, and stretched out his soft, wet red tongue to lick Mr. Yi's slit. lips...

"Here..." Shen Man sighed.