How can a good male god bite people

Fu Zhen was stunned.

He has grown so big, has led so many people, and has never encountered such a battle.He looked at the people above, almost thinking he was dreaming.

The figure of the young man was reflected in his pupils through the lens, getting closer and closer, and the face with light blush on the cheeks and the corners of the eyes was getting closer and closer.A warm smell of alcohol gradually rushed over, and Fu Zhen subconsciously suppressed his breathing.

Everything seemed to be slowed down, but in fact it only took a few seconds, and Lu Yongle's face was less than ten centimeters away from Fu Zhen's.

I don't know if it's because of the alcohol, but the young man's peach blossom eyes are a bit blurred. Fu Zhen feels that he can't see his eyes clearly, and he can't move his eyes away for a while.Fu Zhen saw that Lu Yongle's gaze was slowly sliding down. From the angle of the gaze, it slowly descended to the nose, to...

Fu Zhen's Adam's apple moved: "You..."

Lu Yongle's face continued to move down, barely brushing the man's... chin.

Then, it was pasted on Fu Zhen's shoulder socket.

The last kick of the young man seemed to have suddenly lost the strength to support him, and he lightly hit Fu Zhen.It's not too painful, but the weight of an adult male is really not covered.Fu Zhen was completely suppressed by Lu Yongle, and he felt his head buried next to his neck rub against him, and he couldn't help feeling "he's really drunk".

Lu Yongle had been very clingy on the way back. Now that he was holding Fu Zhen like an octopus, Fu Zhen actually developed a feeling of habit.

But the next moment, the man felt something was wrong.

Something hot, soft, and wet passed across his shoulder.

Fu Zhen didn't react at the first glance, but when he realized what it was, he suddenly came back to his senses: "Lu Yongle!"

Bang!

Fu Zhen exerted his strength suddenly, and finally pushed the person on him away!

Lu Yongle was lifted by him, fell off the sofa, and wailed "Wow".Fortunately, the coffee table is still a little away from the sofa, otherwise this blow would definitely knock Lu Yongle against the coffee table.

"Hiss...!" Even though he didn't hit the coffee table, Lu Yongle who fell on the ground was hit on the side, "It hurts..."

"What did you want to do just now?!"

Fu Zhen sat up all of a sudden, staring at the young man who fell and curled up subconsciously, with a sharp light in his eyes: "Lu Yongle, do you know what you are doing?"

"Ah...?" The pain of the impact subsided a little before Lu Yongle responded.He sat up slowly, rubbed the place where he was hit, and looked at Fu Zhen blankly: "What are you doing?"

Fu Zhen squinted his eyes: "What did you want to do by pressing me just now? Why are you still licking me?"

These questions are straightforward enough.If anyone has a wrong mind about this man, hearing this kind of question now, I'm afraid they will be speechless.

But Lu Yongle's answer made Fu Zhen even more speechless. He replied: "I want to suck your blood."

He spoke so confidently that Fu Zhen didn't understand him for a while: "...What? Blood sucking?"

Lu Yongle nodded.

Fu Zhen felt that this conversation was too distorted: "Why do you want to suck my blood?"

Lu Yongle sat on the ground and looked up at him, blinked his peach blossom eyes, and then bared his little canine teeth at him: "Because I am a blood race."

Fu Zhen: "..."

Well, I was so drunk that I even started cosplaying.

Fu Zhen wiped his face, stood up and reached out to pull Lu Yongle who was sitting on the ground and didn't plan to get up, and asked, "Because you are a vampire, so you have to suck blood? Why don't you say you are a mosquito?"

Lu Yongle grabbed his hand, stood up slowly, and argued, "It's a vampire, not a vampire!"

"Okay, okay, vampire." Fu Zhen didn't want to discuss this sudden character design with a drunk, and followed his words, "then, this little vampire, did you get hurt when you fell on the ground just now? Does it hurt?"

"No, our vampires are in good physical condition."

"...It's really useless to ask you." Fu Zhen pressed his temples, stretched out his hand to press the places where Lu Yongle fell to the side just now, seeing that the young man really didn't have any expression of extreme pain, he felt relieved.The man pushed Lu Yongle and walked towards the bedroom: "Hurry up and get a change of clothes, then take a shower and go to sleep, we have to go out tomorrow."

Lu Yongle said: "The blood race likes the night, not the day. But I also like the sun. Although I am a blood race, I am not afraid..."

"I don't want to know such detailed settings."

Fu Zhen stared at Lu Yongle taking his clothes, and then pushed him into the bathroom.Before closing the bathroom door, the man instructed: "Wash carefully, if you don't go out in half an hour, I will come in for an 'inspection'."

Lu Yongle suddenly stood up straight and saluted: "Yes, sir!"

"..." Fu Zhen didn't want to study this new character design, so he closed the door in front of Lu Yongle.

Click.

The door lock popped up, Lu Yongle looked at the tightly closed door, stood there silently for a few seconds, and then put away the clothes he brought in for a change of laundry.

The young man turned to the sink again, turned on the tap and washed his face.

The cool tap water splashed on his face, suppressing the temperature brought by the alcohol, and the blush on his face also faded.However, the redness in the corners of the eyes not only did not go away, but was even more rosy by the whitening of the face.

The young man opened his mouth, then slowly closed it, revealing a little bit of sharp canine teeth, and then quietly hid them.

There was a soft snort in the bathroom.

[The author has something to say: Lu Yongle: I am a blood clan! ! !

Fu Zhen: Well, well, you are a blood clan, you can be anything. 】