The villain forced me to fall in love [Quick wear]

He He chased after him, grabbed his hand, pressed him against the door, and said in a deep voice, "It's really duck blood, I won't lie to you."

Ji Ke shook off his hand, his voice was full of anger: "Nonsense, I clearly smelled that it was human blood, not animal blood at all."

He He's face was stern and serious, hiding a bit of panic, his collar hadn't been buttoned up yet, his shirt was a little messy and anxious, and his eyes revealed that he was not quick to care about him, and he had to believe what he said.

He immediately raised his right arm, bent his hand and stood in front of Ji Ke, his upper arm could be seen through the fabric of the clothes, and the muscles were bulging, very strong.

He He rolled up his sleeves, and Ji Ke saw at a glance that there was a knife mark on the inside of his lower arm, about two centimeters long, and blood beads were still dripping from it, a bloodstain.

He He's tone was flat, as if the knife wound on his hand was not his own, but today's fruit, you see, it was broken again: "What you smell is my blood."

Ji Ke squeezed out a "fuck" from between his teeth, his face was warm and angry.

"Do you think I can't even smell your blood?"

No wonder he was in the room with his arms close to the inside of his body just now, because he was afraid that when he saw the injuries on his hands, he would rather self-mutilate than deceive himself until when?Ji Ke's heart was slightly sour, Ah He's b.

Ji Ke turned his head to one side, did not look into his eyes, moved his hand slightly, and tugged at the hem of his clothes: "How did you do it? You deserve it!"

"I was scratched by a crab in the supermarket." He He's eyes flashed, but luckily he left the dagger on the car.

"Oh, why don't you buy that crab back, cut him apart, squeeze it into juice and feed it to the dogs." The crab scratched it?Tch, if he can't see that it's a knife wound, he's a liar.

"Yeah." The voice was deep and magnetic, with a standard board-inch hairstyle, the whole person's eyes were attracted by his facial features, the edges and corners were very obvious, his eyes were strong and stern, and then he stepped forward and held Ji Ke tightly. in my arms.

"It's really duck blood, but the bag was stained with the blood of the crab seller. He was also scratched by the crab he sold. I saw how fierce the crab was, so I didn't buy it back."

"I'll cook for you, you go to sleep for a while, don't play games, I'll call you."

"Hmph, it's none of your business whether I sleep or not?" Ji Ke snorted and was held in his arms without moving, feeling the long ponytail on his back being picked up. This wicked guy seems to like playing with him very much. hair.

Ji Ke rubbed his eyes, feeling a little sleepy, so trust him for now.

He He rolled up Ji Ke's hair, leaned in and kissed it, his eyes were a little dark and terrifying.

"Go away, go cook." Ji Ke let out a breath, pushed He He away with his hazy eyes, staggered back to the bedroom, and fell asleep on the bed.

[Ding, the host's memory has been successfully erased...]

Seeing that his arms became empty, He He frowned, the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line, his heart was filled with loss and dissatisfaction, he turned his head to look at the wound on his arm, and smiled again.

The bedroom is very close to the kitchen, and it is on the right side of the door of the house against the wall. Standing at the door of the bedroom, you can see the kitchen at a glance. The kitchen is in a straight line with the door entering and leaving the house. It is an open kitchen. The kitchen is not blocked by walls, and the view is more It is transparent, especially for the convenience of seeing the people you want to see when you are cooking. I didn't expect it to be...

He He's eyes darkened, he punctured the blood bag and poured it into the pot, the color was bright red, it didn't have the viscous feeling like animal blood, it kept warm well, and it smelled like rust.

Then pour in water, add vermicelli, chopped green onion, ginger, cover the pot, and simmer for a few minutes.

Open the pot, pour the cooked vermicelli soup into a bowl, the vermicelli soaked in the red silk soup, and the soup is complete.

The soup is steaming, and the cooked blood is hard to tell what kind of blood it is. You can only use this crappy method every day to force you to eat blood.

Five minutes later, blood dripped from He He's arm and fell into the bowl. His head was dripping with sweat, and he pressed his hand on the wound, and more blood flowed out.

"Ahe, what are you doing on your horse!"

With a loud shout, He He was at a loss and overturned the bowl in an instant. The moment he looked up, he saw Ji Ke standing at the door of the bedroom and looking at him angrily.

The wound on He He's lower arm was getting bigger and bigger, and the blood was dripping down his elbow. His face showed the panic of being bumped into. He was still too anxious and shouldn't take risks. Si He's inner depression wanted to break through cage.

Ji Ke's eyes are full of disappointment and resentment, why?He said he couldn't suck human blood, so why did he still secretly, I trust you so much, that's how you treat me?

He was even more angry with himself, why did he get hurt, and felt sorry for He He hurting himself for him.

He He ran to Ji Ke's side and held his hand, his voice hoarse and low, "I..."

Ji Ke shook off his hand, and ran out of the room wearing slippers. He ran all the way down the stairs, his eyes were moist, and he controlled his tears from falling.

Si He grabbed Ji Ke violently on the corridor and shouted, "Ji Ke!"

The corridor echoed loudly, and Ji Ke's tone was full of sadness and struggle: "Let me go!"

Ji Ke was pressed against the wall by Si He and held tightly in his arms, "You fucking let me go."

"sorry."

Ji Ke hugged He He, buried his head on his shoulder, and sobbed softly: "I only have you...I only have you...Why are you doing this..."

He He stroked Shang Ji Ke's head, and said distressedly: "I'm sorry, I just want to worry about your body."

He He's body trembled, and his voice could not suppress the mourning and fear: "You are getting more and more lethargic, your memory is slowly disappearing, you have been refusing to drink human blood, and you can't even stay in the sun for an hour. I'm afraid you'll fall asleep."

You are the redemption, the sunshine, the angel who disperses the darkness in his heart, Si He thought in his heart, and put more strength on his hands around Ji Ke.

He almost wanted to rub Ji Ke into his bones, and his deep voice was full of persistence: "I am willing to do that, don't worry about it, I am not rescued, I beg you...OK...Forget it I beg you…."

Ji Ke was silent for a while and said: "Let's go to the cemetery to see grandma tomorrow."

"it is good."

Ji Ke asked: "Your hand, did you cut it yourself with a knife?"

Ji Ke pulled Si He's hand, and the rubber band that tied his hair was loosened at some point, and his long silver hair fluttered away. The corridor was very dark, and Ji Ke's voice was extremely clear in this corridor: "Don't Wanting to deceive me, when you were young you also secretly cut your own blood and gave me to drink it, saying that you lied to me as pig blood."

"It's not my blood in the bowl, it's He Zhao's."

"Your half brother?"

He He avoided this topic, took Ji Ke, a princess, up the stairs and walked back home: "Yeah."

He He definitely has something to hide from him. Ji Ke wanted to see what he was thinking, but he couldn't read it. His mind-reading ability as a vampire has never failed on anyone, maybe because this guy is his contract Why can't the reader read it?

"I don't drink that bowl of blood."

There were footsteps on the stairs, "Drink."

"I hate the way this method forces me to drink blood."

He He didn't answer Ji Ke's question, feeling the colder body of the person in his arms, and the strength of his hands increased again.

He He hugged Ji Ke to sit on the sink table in the kitchen, picked up the blood soup on it and poured it into his mouth, then kissed Ji Ke's lips in one breath, his palm pressed Ji Ke's head, not allowing him to leave , with one arm around Ji Ke's waist.

The soup flowed from the corner of Ji Ke's mouth, and he wanted to spit it out, but He He didn't give him a chance at all, sticking out his tongue to suck his tongue, Ji Ke's throat moved, and the soup slipped into his stomach.

The corner of the mouth was stained with red liquid, and there was an ambiguous sound of saliva in the air. He He plundered Ji Ke's mouth, and his tongue swept every corner.

Ji Ke pushed Si He with both hands, making a whining sound.

"Do you like this way?" He He left Ji Ke's lips and said with dark eyes.

Ji Ke panted, staring at He He fiercely.

He He's expression was gentle, and it was written in his eyes that he was thinking of you. Now that he found out, he didn't have to hide it anymore.

"If you don't drink blood, you will die. I won't let you die." I will, try my best.

He He leaned his head on Ji Ke's shoulder, holding Ji Ke's strand of silver hair in his hand: "I only have you."

………………

He He fed Ji Ke a whole bowl of 'Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup' one mouthful at a time. The silver-haired boy sat obediently on the stool with a bowl of soup on the table. Next to him was a boy with straight hair, his face It was stern, with tenderness and pampering in its eyes, with a spoon in its hand sending soup to the silver-haired boy's mouth.

The silver-haired boy's complexion added a little rosiness, and there seemed to be stars in his black pupils, showing agility and sophistry.

He has long silver hair scattered over his shoulders, a short-sleeved home jacket with a blue Doraemon pattern, and a tooth necklace hanging around his neck.

There is a crane character engraved on the arm. It was a gift He He asked for when he was a child. It had to be printed on it, and it couldn't be washed off afterward.

He was picked up by He He in the deep forest, and all his memories were lost. At that time, He He was only in the sixth grade, sitting alone by the river in the forest, lonely and soft, like a little angel.

Later, he learned that his father had cheated on him, and brought back an illegitimate younger brother, and his father loved the illegitimate son very much, but he ignored him as a legitimate son.

He He lived with his grandmother when he was young, so Ji Ke went back with He He.

Ji Ke is very resistant to sucking human blood. When he was young, he couldn't control his blood-sucking restraint. He sucked He He so much that he was almost hospitalized. Xin Hao rescued him in time.

He He said: "What do you think?"

Ji Ke said: "I think about things when I was a child."

"I forced you to suck my blood." He He stopped his movements. When he was a child, he felt that a vampire would die immediately if he didn't suck blood for a day, so he forced him to drink his own blood every day. Unexpectedly, he was indeed hospitalized due to excessive blood loss. .

Now he knew that a vampire's long-term non-sucking of blood would cause great harm to his body, and he might fall into a deep sleep in a few years, which was equivalent to death.

He didn't allow it, the corners of He He's mouth were pursed into a straight line, and his brows were frowned. When he thought of this kind of thing, his face turned cold, and he moved his hand holding the spoon, and continued to spoon the soup into Ji Ke's mouth .

He He said in a low voice: "You will always be imprinted in the depths of my soul, we are bound together."

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