between your lips

The clown looked at him, but his originally distorted face suddenly returned to normal, and then he smiled strangely: "You kid is still holding on, your wound is stained with the poison that Mr. Rong personally prepared to deal with you vampires. Of..." As he spoke, he took two steps forward, "Do you feel that the blood in your body is draining rapidly now? Do you feel that you can't even launch your attack? Do you feel that you are going to die soon? "

Yan Ze didn't say a word, but still firmly protected Su Ci behind his back.

"Sure, you're so hot, I'll send you to meet your ancestors right now!" As if irritated by Yan Ze's attitude, the clown's face became crazy, and he directly attacked the two of them!

Yan Ze's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't fight back. He just pulled Su Ci to the side to avoid it.

Su Ci stood behind Yan Ze, looked at his slightly white lips, let out a heavy breath, his head was spinning rapidly, and just said with a clown face, Yan Ze's blood loss, if it's just blood loss... then just keep doing it for him Just add blood!

Before he had time to think about it, Su Ci put his finger in his mouth and bit it hard.

He looked at the blood oozing from his finger, licked his lips, then quickly stepped forward, and poked his finger into Yan Ze's mouth!

Yan Ze seemed to be frightened by the thing that was suddenly stuffed into his mouth. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Su Ci incomprehensibly.

Su Ci was biting his other hand. He looked at Yan Ze's eyes and his motionless mouth, and said anxiously: "Suck it quickly! I wonder if it will be too late to suck my neck now, so I can only do this first, maybe not That's enough, I'll add more later!"

Yan Ze lowered his eyes slightly, hugged Su Ci by the waist, and avoided the blow from the clown's face.

Su Ci's finger was still in Yan Ze's mouth, Yan Ze lowered his eyes, his eyes gradually turned bright red, he tightened the hand covering Su Ci's waist without any trace, and grasped Su Cifang with the other hand The hand in his mouth began to suck.

When Yan Ze finally let go of his lips, he lightly licked Su Ci's finger.

Yan Ze looked at Su Ci, his eyes turned red, he opened his hand lightly, held Su Ci's face and smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Su Ci raised his head slightly to look at Yan Ze, and suddenly felt a little hot on his face.He let out a breath, slapped Yan Ze's hand off with some guilt, stepped back a little, and stood side by side with him.

The clown looked at the two of them, twisted his neck twice, and made a few crisp "clicks". He didn't attack immediately, but walked towards them step by step: "What are you doing," he said. He looked at Yan Ze, "You don't think so stupidly that just a little blood on the finger of a human kid can save you, right?"

Yan Ze put his thumb to his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked it lightly, then raised his head to look down at the clown's face, and said with a sneer, "Before you die, I can let you see with your own eyes... what is Type R? Blood."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Ze suddenly tapped his toes lightly, and he jumped up as if he had no weight.

Su Ci watched from the side, and secretly sighed in his heart - it's so cool...

The clown looked at Yan Ze's movements and gave a bah, without any dodge, he went up to him directly, muttering: "Type R blood? I've never heard of it! Go to hell!"

The corners of Yan Ze's lips curled slightly, and he shook his head subconsciously: "Read more books, otherwise, tsk..."

The clown's face was facing Yan Ze head-on, and Yan Ze's fingertips were slightly bloody. Before Su Ci could blink, he heard a scream of pain. With a mocking voice—"You don't even know how you died."

The scene in front of him gradually became clear. The clown's face was already lying on the ground, and his body shook occasionally, while Yan Ze was standing beside him, with a condescending attitude.

The stone in Su Ci's heart suddenly fell to the ground, and his eyes were a little sour for some reason. He sniffed, and almost rudely covered his sleeves with his sleeves and wiped his eyes twice, then ran towards Yan Ze.

But before the 'Yan Ze' could be called out, the person in front of him fell straight down.

Su Ci's heart tightened, and he immediately quickened his pace, supporting Yan Ze who was about to fall.

Su Ci looked at Yan Ze, patted his face lightly, and then straightened Yan Ze slightly with trembling hands, the panic in his tone couldn't be hidden: "Yan Ze, hold on, hold on a little longer."

Yan Ze half-closed his eyes, as if he was a little delirious. He looked at Su Ci in front of him, tore off his clothes roughly, buried his head in his neck, and bit Su Ci with his teeth. skin.

Su Ci hissed fiercely in pain, and after a while, he still gently closed his eyes.

He smiled lightly, then slightly lifted the hand hanging by his side to cover Yan Ze's head, and said in a low voice, "Suck it."

Yan Ze's body stopped suddenly, and the movement of his mouth slowed down. Su Ci bit his lips, his eyes closed even tighter, and his hand pressed Yan Ze's head tightly with a little force.

Yan Ze's eyes widened slowly, as if he was awake, he took his hands off Su Ci's body and put them on the ground, his lips slightly separated from Su Ci's neck.

The redness in Yan Ze's eyes hadn't faded, he looked at the wound he had bitten on Su Ci's neck just now, his expression became complicated, his hand on the ground exerted a little force, slowly closed his eyes, and approached Su Ci, He stuck out his tongue and licked the wound.

Su Ci's hand holding Yan Ze trembled slightly, as if something had been overturned in his heart, as if something had gradually become subtle.

"Yan Ze, are all of you vampires so gentle when they suck blood?" There was a wall behind Su Ci, and he leaned against the wall, his whole body surrounded by Yan Ze in a delicate posture. He said softly, "Last time I Seeing that Bai Jing sucks blood is so fierce, or...is it just you who suck blood like this all the time?"

Yan Ze's movements suddenly stopped, and the breath he exhaled lightly patted Su Ci's ear when he spoke, in an incomprehensible tone: "No, I was...very fierce in the past."

Su Ci smiled lightly, caressed Shun Yanze's hair by accident, and asked, "Is there anyone who cares about you?"

Yan Ze's lips were slightly away from Su Ci's neck, and he used his teeth to lift Su Ci's clothes up to cover the wound, then put his chin on Su Ci's shoulder, his eyes were a little confused: "Yes."

Su Ci's hand stiffened imperceptibly for a moment.

"However, I haven't seen him for a long, long time, and I... almost forgot what he looked like."

Su Ci didn't speak, but there seemed to be something in his heart that he couldn't hide anymore.

When Yan Ze said that he had someone he cared about, he felt a strange soreness in his heart.

When he was finished, Su Ci let out a heavy breath, and closed his eyes wearily.

He thought that his feelings for Yan Ze seemed not so pure anymore.

I don't know why, but Su Ci has never had this kind of emotion for anyone since he was a child, so even he himself can't tell when he had this strange emotion for Yan Ze.

Maybe it was just now, maybe it was when he faced Bai Jing before, or maybe it was when Yan Ze said he wanted to protect him.

Many times, Yan Ze has protected him like that.

But only at this time, was it recalled bit by bit.

Yan Ze who made him laugh on the way to school, Yan Ze who gave him his thermos because he didn't eat, Yan Ze who would protect him behind him when he was in danger, Yan Ze who had a poisonous tongue but always behaved gently. Ze.

Each one is very good.

Su Ci squinted at Yan Ze's head, and smiled: "Yan Ze, I think if my sister has a chance to get along with you, she will definitely fall in love with you."

Yan Ze's movements did not change, he just smiled lightly and said, "I think so too."

Su Ci helplessly smiled and patted Yan Ze's back twice.

Accepting Su Ci's slap, Yan Ze suddenly put away his hands, approached Su Ci, and leaned his head on his shoulder: "Su Ci, I'm tired, let me sleep for a while."

Su Ci looked at Yan Ze's lips that had gradually returned to blood color, calmed down a little, put his head on Yan Ze's head, and closed his eyes: "Go to sleep."

Go to sleep, go to sleep, wake up, those little unknown thoughts will slowly calm down.

Maybe.

The author has something to say:

Su Xiaoci still has a long way to go to attack Brother Yan (the hand holding the cigarette trembles slightly).