When the blood race becomes a cannon fodder villain

The two of them didn't watch the movie tonight.

After spending a while in the fitness room, Lu Chengyi forced himself to get out of his emotions in time, but Lin Luoting hung on, saying that he wanted to try the taste he saw in the movie.

It almost broke Lu Chengyi's sanity.

Lin Luoting was curious and lustful, but to him it was a double torment both physically and psychologically.

He couldn't refuse immediately, and it took a long time before he got up with his arms in his arms, and said hoarsely, "It's not suitable here."

The fitness room is spacious enough, with walls on three sides and a floor-to-ceiling window that can see the greenhouse outside. The treadmill is placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

In autumn, it gets dark earlier and earlier, and it is not even 8 o'clock at this time, and there is no light in the sky outside.

The lights in the flower room automatically turned on at night, and the orange lights that were specially changed by Lin Luoting's request shone on the clusters of blooming roses.

Pure red and orange are intertwined, and under the embellishment of green leaves, it shows the beauty and tranquility between square inches.

The desire and desire to carry someone back to the room rested, and some secret and anxious longing rose from the bottom of my heart, slowly condensing into the shape of a rose.

The rose is beautiful, including the petals that were shaken by the wind and fell to the ground.

Lu Chengyi despised himself for being dirty, but he had to admit that he was really moved by this desire, even if he just imagined a picture or two in his mind, his heart beat faster and his blood rushed.

The person holding her didn't move for a long time, Lin Luoting raised her eyes and asked, "Aren't you going back to the room?" The voice of being kissed deeply was also a little hoarse, which was another kind of wordless bewitchment.

Lu Chengyi didn't reply.

He looked at the other party's beautiful eyes, those eyes stained with desire and color were like the mist curling up in the mountains and forests, adding a bit of hazy and indescribable style.

And the self in his eyes is like a trapped beast imprisoned in this world, on the verge of restraint and indulgence.

He bowed his head and kissed those eyes very lightly and shallowly, then stopped for a long time.

The eyes closed docilely for a while, and then fluttered open after a while, the eyelashes swept across the man's lips, bringing sporadic itchiness.

After being slightly hoarse, the voice became even more provocative: "Hurry up."

Lu Chengyi carried him to the French window.

Putting the person on the ground facing the greenhouse, Lu Chengyi hugged him from behind, his heart was bulging and about to explode, but he still tried to comfort him with a gentle voice: "Let's take it slowly."

I don't know who I'm talking to.

The person in front of him frowned slightly and looked back at him sideways, expressing his dissatisfaction frankly.

The man sighed in his heart, and coaxed him more gently: "I'll give you something else first, okay..."

The palm was pressed against his flat belly, and the temperature was a bit scorching.

"Look."

The sound and the breath are transmitted to the keen senses together.

The fingers are flexible but the movements are slow, and the man presses his body tightly from behind.

"Did you see it?" Lu Chengyi asked in a low voice, while lifting Lin Luoting's chin with his other hand.

The two looked at the roses in the greenhouse outside, and the roses were still pure and warm under the lights.

Kissing his ears and the side of his face, Lu Chengyi said, "... Roses are beautiful, right?"

Lin Luoting didn't know the purpose of his move, and looked at Rose a little puzzled, isn't it the same as usual?

Suddenly, her clear eyes were lost for a moment, her lips parted slightly and she took a quick breath.

"Lu, Lu Chengyi..." He whispered, his right hand leaning on the transparent glass of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The roses are beautiful, and the breeze blows outside the window, making the buds sway gently with the stems.

As if an invisible hand held the stem and caressed it, the flower shadow swayed in a moving arc.

The feeling that she had never experienced before made Lin Luoting forget the question just now.

The kiss next to the ear tended to go down more and more, he naturally turned his head to one side, exposing a large white area around his neck, confused and didn't know what he was asking.

"Do you want to... unwrap presents too?"

The man also bent down naturally, buried his head on his neck, and buried his words in the sticky kiss.

"...I want to teach you what is the real unwrapping of presents."

I want you, but I want more.

……

From the gym to the bedroom, Lin Luoting dreamed at night.

Because of exercising before going to bed, he slept very comfortably that night, as if he was floating in the sea of ​​clouds.

As far as the field of vision is concerned, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, and vague inquiries come from all directions in the sea of ​​clouds, as if there is no trace to be found after the wind blows.

The voice asked him:

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

He heard himself answer briskly: "Craig, I'm fine, I raised a beautiful human being."

The voice smiled gently and said, "Then I wish Your Highness a good time."

"of course."

Then he was pushed away by the wind again, wobbly and unable to land.

What awakened Lin Luoting from this leisurely state was the worried voice of human beings and a kiss between the eyebrows.

"Lotin..."

"Time to wake up……"

Slowly opening his eyes, Lu Chengyi half-kneeled in front of the bed, very close to his forehead.

The body seems to be still stuck in the soft cotton candy-like cloud sea, limp and lazy.

"Lu Chengyi," he called the human name, and stated, "I heard you calling me."

"Well, it's me," Lu Chengyi felt slightly relieved as he touched the temperature of his forehead, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

He was worried that Lin Luoting caught cold in the fitness room last night.

Lin Luoting: "I'm fine."

These three words reminded him of his previous dream.

Kindred almost never dream.

A vampire with a talent for prediction may unintentionally dream about fragments of the future, or a vampire without a talent for prediction may also foresee a certain danger that will have a great impact on him through a similar form. Of course, the latter is rarely the case.

Lin Luoting was obviously neither, because he remembered that it was his butler's voice.

Craig got in touch with him somehow?

Let him have fun, which means that Craig has a general understanding of the book wearing thing, and is sure that he will not be in danger.

Even if there is, it is within the scope of his response.

"What are you thinking?" A man's voice interrupted his thinking.

Lin Luoting regained consciousness, concealed the key information and said: "I was thinking about the dream last night."

Lu Chengyi: "What dream?"

"I dreamed that I was floating in the sea of ​​clouds." After thinking for a while, he used a nondescript metaphor, "It feels a bit like what you did to me last night, very comfortable."

Lu Chengyi: "...This is different."

Lin Luoting didn't care so much: "Did I sleep for a long time?"

Lu Chengyi: "Well, it's almost eleven o'clock." He raised his head and backed away a little.

Lin Luoting's schedule is basically fixed, going to bed at ten o'clock and starting at eight o'clock, today is obviously much later, Lu Chengyi was a little worried when he saw that he suddenly couldn't wake up for a long time.

Lin Luoting himself didn't expect it to be so late. After thinking about it, it was probably because of the conversation with Craig in the middle?

He supported the bed with his hands and sat up, the quilt slipped off his smooth skin and rested on his waist.

The man's eyes fixed on his face paused, then fell to his chest.

Lin Luoting looked down and found that there were a few faint red marks on his chest which were rare, and there were also on his invisible neck and collarbone.

I touched it with my fingertips, but felt nothing.

"Well, you must have pushed too hard last night." He said confidently.

All left traces.Otherwise, with the recovery speed of the blood race, nothing will be left the next day.

Lu Chengyi said in a hoarse voice, "But you like it very much."

"Hmm~" Lin Luoting bent her lips, not denying it.

Counting the time of chatting in bed, he got dressed after finishing the conversation, washed up and went downstairs to have breakfast and lunch with humans.In the afternoon, Lu Chengyi continued to familiarize himself with the script. When he was tired from reading, he would look far away for a while to relax his eyes, or go to the gym to exercise.

Lin Luoting accepts his exercise well, because no matter what sports Lu Chengyi does, he can find a style of play that suits him.

Leaving aside the plank, he will lie on top of human beings to increase his load for push-ups, sit on human feet for sit-ups, and ask for kisses while counting.

In the evening, depending on your mood, you can choose to open gifts or watch a movie, or both.

In the next few days, except for the occasional trip, the two of them almost spent their time like this.

The blood race is a race that is loyal to its own desires, and this characteristic has risen to another level after Lu Chengyi demonstrated to Lin Luoting what the real "unwrapping present" is.

In the past, Lin Luoting was only obsessed with kissing, but now kissing can no longer satisfy him.

Lu Chengyi couldn't continue to satisfy him after letting him go for a few times, because: "Excessive venting will hurt your body."

Lin Luoding was a little annoyed, but he had to admit that what humans said was the truth, he was always hungry faster after the incident.

Originally, eating blood was not necessary. When he was aroused, he could drink blood once every three or two days, and one mouthful at a time was enough. Now he has sucked human blood for two consecutive days.

Although he doesn't drink much, for the sake of human body, he also has to control himself.

He is very distressed, is there any way to make him not so hungry?

It's a pity that before he could figure out a solution, the one-week break was over, and Lu Chengyi had to leave for a few more days to record variety shows.

Lin Luoting put aside her troublesome problems for the time being and planned to do something else.

Looking for Han Yixi?

Lu Chengyi is recording a variety show, and she will go there as a field survival guide, and the place is not convenient.

When Lu Chengyi is not recording variety shows, he is more willing to stay with humans and doesn't want to waste time on Han Yixi.

This matter can only be discussed after the variety show is completely recorded.

Lin Luoting tried to contact the housekeeper Craig, but it was easier said than done.

He has a master-slave contract with Craig that has lasted for thousands of years, which was specially left to him by his father before he left.

But even with this medium, his attempts were unsuccessful, and his connection with Craig seemed to be completely blocked by an invisible wall.

Not only was the summoning unresponsive, he couldn't detect the passage of time every time he tried to summon it.

The specific manifestation is that whenever Lu Chengyi leaves, he becomes extremely lethargic.

In his impression, he tried to summon and waited for a response, which might take a few minutes, but actually he slept until the afternoon.

Han Meimei wondered to herself whether Xiao Lu had tormented the boss because he wanted to leave.

When Lin Luoting didn't show up at lunch time, they knocked on the door but didn't hear a sound, and when they went in and found Lin Luoting "asleep" on the bed, Han Meimei realized the seriousness.

"Mr. Lin, do you need me to contact you for a physical examination?" Han Meimei finally asked when Lin Luoting was rubbing her forehead and going downstairs before lunch.

At this time, it was already November, and Lu Chengyi's variety show was recorded at the third location, and Lin Luoting also changed into a thicker knitted sweater.

Hearing Han Meimei's words, he was slightly startled and then shook his head: "No, I'm fine."

Han Meimei was anxious, why did the boss keep taboo about her illness? This sudden lethargy is obviously very abnormal!

It's not a woman and it may be because of pregnancy.

She wondered if she should "accidentally" tell Lu Chengyi about the matter.

The boss doesn't listen to her words, so the boss should always listen to Xiao Lu's words, right?

Lin Luoting guessed her thoughts in just a split second, and tapped the armrest with her fingertips: "Have you finished deducting the salary for three months?"

Han Meimei: "..."

She corrected her attitude and said, "Mr. Lin, Mr. Lu's recording should be over this afternoon, but since the location is a bit far away this time, we may not be able to come back until tomorrow."

Looking down at the people below, Lin Luoting said in a slow tone, "He told me, tell me something I don't know."

Han Meimei: "..."

This...boss, you don't even know about it, so it's even more impossible for me to know about it!

It's so difficult, I'd better go back and draw the sit-up play.

The persuasion failed, but Han Meimei's words had no effect on Lin Luoting.

The dream that night really made him a little too concerned, except for humans, he has been tossing about this recently.

The work was not handled in time, and Lu Heng called several times to remind him.

Thinking of Secretary Lu who worked diligently for him, Lin Luoting rarely realized that he had approved the email in time, and secretly told himself:

Humans come back tomorrow, and he will try one last time tonight.

Then Lin Luoting vaguely felt the diaphragm during the routine attempt that night.

"Your Highness," Craig's voice was still mellow and gentle, and he urged, "If you like it, have fun, frequent contact will accelerate the collapse of the world."

Lin Luoting suddenly remembered the answer from Feng Xiaoxiao's "question", and he could go back after the world collapsed.

The author has something to say: let you smell the exhaust~