I'm on the big guy cookbook

Did Neil take a shower at the end?

The answer is: he washed it.

Just like a little boy going to a hotel with his girlfriend for the first time, Neil not only washed it, but also put dried flower petals on it, rubbed the foam all over his head, and washed his golden hair as if it were polished. Ling Bling' shine.

Then I checked my image again from beginning to end.

He cut his toenails and fingernails, shaved his non-existent beard with an old-fashioned razor in the middle ages unskillfully, and even to be honest, Neil was hesitant to shave his armpit and leg hair. killer...

If someone asks: Why does Aris not like you, you still have to send him to the front, to eat and sleep with others?

Neil will tell him sincerely and realistically: If the goddess you have a crush on calls you and invites you to a hotel, will you go?

Gan! 80.00% of the boys will go, okay?

That's a crush who can't be loved!crush!

The goddess (male god) who usually doesn't dick you is now willing to send out the signal of having a good night together, not to mention grooming, some boys may be even more exaggerated, wishing to spray perfume all over their mouths.

Do you think they still have something in their minds like 'he doesn't like me, blah blah' 'reserve, I don't want it'?

No, you are wrong.

At that time, the only thing left in the man's mind was-'What color underwear should I wear? ''Is it enough to wear size XX? ''Will he praise me for my skills after the end? ''What will our child's name be in the future? '

Um?Feel exaggerated?

NoNoNo~, but a man's world, which is so real and sandy.

Neil, with wet hair, sat cross-legged on the bed, wearing a loose crimson silk bathrobe, with brilliant blond hair and creamy skin.

Like every boy facing the first time, Neil was so nervous that he didn't know what to do. He felt breathless and time passed very slowly.

Aris...isn't it over yet?

He raised his fingers and pulled his slightly wet hair, his cheeks were red, and his blue eyes moved around anxiously. Thinking of what might happen next, Neil was a little anticipating and a little inexplicably wanting to smirk.

"What do you think we are doing?"

Neil poked at the pattern on the quilt, muttering happily.

"He doesn't like me, but we're going to have that or something soon, hehe."

"..."

"Hey, although feelings and sex can be separated, isn't it good that I'm so happy?"

"..."

"But if you think about it carefully, I'm Aris' ration and his white piao object, so I'm not—a food stamp!"

"..."

"Pfft! Hahaha—hey, why don't you talk?"

Pattern:...

Pattern: ...you are crazy.

Francis finally came back after Neal chatted with the patterns on the quilt for an hour.

The moment the door was pushed open, Neil's blood froze instantly while talking to himself and having fun, and he froze on the bed. A few seconds later, the coagulated blood accelerated and rushed to his brain and heart, bang bang bang It stained his face and neck red.

The body that had just taken a shower was covered in sweat in the blink of an eye. Neil hurriedly sat upright, always feeling that his hands and feet were redundant, and he didn’t know where to put them. It was like when he was in the first college entrance examination in his previous life, his heart was about to choke until he spit it out Like!

Neil glanced at the man at the door and quickly lowered his head.

The ears under the blond hair were red, and she whispered softly, "You, you're back."

"Ah."

Francis, who walked in, stood at the door and looked at Neil on the bed for a few seconds before walking over.

There was no difference in his expression, and he could even call it plain. He put his cane on the table next to the bed, took off his coat and put it on the chair, and then took off the ring with the family crest on his thumb and index finger and put it on the table. In a box covered with blue flannel on the table.

The gloves are put together on the table.

The ribbon with the sapphire buckle hanging around the neck was picked apart by Francis' knuckle fingers, and it was pulled down with the sound of a strand of fabric rubbing, and fell into the side of the glove in a circle.

After that, there are western-style vests, shirts, boots, breeches, and underwear...

The buttons were unbuttoned one by one, and the clothes were peeled off from his body. The naturally curly black hair was twisted and twisted in his protruding collarbone and sunken shoulder socket, and the tail of the hair swept out from the cold white skin...

Slowly and unhurriedly, Neil, who was looking at him, was not so nervous anymore.

Francis gave him the feeling that they didn't want to be more intimate after that, but rather like paying attention to etiquette and stacking a white towel on his chest when dining.

The hot blood on Neil's head faded along with Francis' expressionless handsome face and his overly calm movements...

Yes.

Neil thought, blood-sucking and intimacy are important to him because of the latter, but to Aris, the former is important. Who would blush after eating a meal?

It's not sick.

Really... what the hell am I nervously expecting...

As if a basin of cold water with ice cubes had been poured over his head, Neil took a breath, rubbed his cold arms and fell back on the bed.His blue eyes stared at the dome of the bed, reflecting the painted paintings on it, and finally he closed his eyes in complete distraction.

Let's do it.

Eat it.

There's nothing wrong with that, Neil sniffed.Anyway, he has a crush on her, and today he will make a steady profit no matter what... Feelings are a fart, it's the way to be king if you don't care about your heart!

But... Having said that, Neil still trembled when the cool hand fell and touched him.

It was his most 'precious' meal in 200 years.

It was also the first time the Blood Duke opened his lips, willing to stick to human skin, and sucked another person's neck and blood with his fangs.

So even Francis, in the face of uncertain and intimate untouched things, will have subtle tensions.

So he focused all his attention on the little things, slowly tidied up, and then turned around and went to bed.

When he saw that the human youth on the bed had closed his eyes and lay down, Francis raised his eyebrows, and he was more convinced that this human liked him.

Otherwise, why did the other party behave so well-behaved and obedient?

The duke, who is so rare to have a little bit of love in his heart, has a much gentler face, and he bends down gently...

Vampires have an exceptionally keen sense of smell.

So Francis could smell the faint scent of roses in the air, as well as the scorching, salty sweat of humans.

Even through that thin layer of skin, you can feel the sweet blood rushing inside.

Just like human beings face freshly baked crispy meat, they have already fantasized about its taste before eating it, slurring their mouths and salivating endlessly.

The hungry stomach began to urge the desire to overeat.

The vampire, who is naturally addicted to blood and flesh, wants to open his mouth to show his teeth, to pierce and bite.

Francis, with narrow eyes and scarlet whites, stood on both sides of Neil and leaned forward.

His right hand covered Neil's cheek, and the five fingers of his left hand stretched out and inserted into the roots of his hair to support the back of Neil's head.

Rubbing the bright red and full lips with cool fingertips, Francis stared at Neil's thick eyelashes like golden feathers trembling uncomfortably, his cheeks, ear pinna and neck were stained with blush.

Blonde hair squeezed out from between the fingers, and each strand shimmered under the light.

The atmosphere also thickened.

But like a false protective hug...the seemingly romantic gesture has a cruel purpose.

That is the standard feeding action of the vampires to prevent humans from escaping when they are preyed on by themselves.

When the blood race does this to a human being, it means...Francis narrowed his eyes and lowered his head to cover Neil.

Strands of black hair slid down like a curtain, covering the side of the handsome vampire face.

All of this looks beautiful, but when the tip of the vampire's nose touches the bloody skin, his calmness is lost and his self-control collapses!

The most primitive impulse made him distort his face, blood vessels rose from the cold white skin, turning from a human into a beast, and the fangs popped out and stuck to the skin on the side of Neil's neck.

At this moment, the patience of not eating for 200 years broke out!

The neck is the fatal point of most living things including humans.

Since ancient times, that vigilance has been imprinted in the genes, and it has been included in the no-touch zone for everyone.

If someone opens their mouth and approaches, everyone will instinctively be tense, resist, and afraid.

Neil was no exception. Although he closed his eyes, he could feel Aris approaching him, his breath spraying on the side of his face, and the ends of his hair brushing against his chest, itching.

You can't rely on vision to simulate the lower half of Aris' face in Neal's mind.

He has observed that in fact, vampires not only have the upper two blood teeth, but also have matching teeth like canine teeth.

Every time Aris showed his fangs, maybe it was because of the length of the fangs, or maybe it was something else, the thin lips would be slightly opened, and the bright red tongue inside was pressed against the teeth.

Neil could imagine that Aris' lips would stick to his neck, and then the two blood-sucking fangs and the slightly shorter teeth would close up and down on the blood vessels of his neck, creating a small hole in it. , piercing the skin at a slow speed, injecting some kind of secreted toxin, making him feel less painful and plundering his blood...

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his neck.

Neil was caught off guard and startled in a daze, he struggled subconsciously, just for a moment, Francis' body immediately pressed down to hold him down fiercely, and the hands on the back of the head and shoulders also fully controlled Neil's head!

Just like a lioness pinned down by a male lion on the grassland and biting the fur on the nape of her neck, Nilton couldn't move for a moment.

Neil: "..."

You press back to press, labor and capital are panting, can't breathe, shit!

"Ah, Aris... Huh... Let go of me first..."

He quickly patted Aris on his body, telling him not to press so hard, he was about to become a mince pie!

But Aris on his body didn't react at all, and even after he patted his palm, he could clearly feel that Francis' back straightened like a preyed beast!

The movements of the hands became more and more pressing, and even the teeth on his neck tightened as if they were stimulated!

"Hiss—Aris?"

"Roar--"

"Ah, Aris?"

"Roar--"

"..."

After confirming that the terrifying growl from the beast was exhaled from Francis' throat, Tony said seven or eight shits in his heart, and opened his eyes slightly, wanting to see what happened to Aris on him. Is it transformed or what.

But just as he looked down and saw Francis's arched back, there was another terrible growl from the side of his neck.

"..."

Dong Ni swallowed her saliva, not daring to move.

Fortunately, the initial pain disappeared quickly.

Not only was it very fast, but the whole body's blood was sucked away from a small opening against the wall of the blood vessel, and the feeling of the strange breath spraying over the skin of the neck was very... um...cough, there was a sense of being harmonious.

Moreover, Neil could clearly feel his own blood being sucked out, and what was injected into his blood vessels.

Just a few seconds passed, and his body...became very strange...

Neil's cheeks were hot.

He stepped on the quilt tightly, his toes curled up and grasped the sheets tightly, the blood loss and the poison of the vampire made his body weak, his throat was thirsty, his limbs were limp, and his hands always wanted to grab something.

There was the sound of swallowing in great gulps, and the part of the neck was tingling and numb with toxin.

Gradually, Neil felt an erratic feeling that his soul and body were separated. His beautiful blue pupils spread due to blood loss and a certain feeling. Physiological tears overflowed from the lacrimal glands and moistened the eyeballs.

He looked dimly at the back of Aris' head and somewhere in the bed curtain in his line of sight, sobbing small and uncontrollably out of his mouth...

very cold?

It's hot?

neither……

Like drinking too much, the world in front of me is like a colorful and ever-changing world in a kaleidoscope.

Neil, whose brains were churning together, widened his eyes dully, and suddenly his psychological defenses collapsed. He seemed to have lost all sense of security, and tremblingly cried loudly, begging for the comfort of the vampire who turned into a beast.

"Ugh, Aris... I'm afraid..."

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[The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Neil: He doesn't like me at all, he's still taking off his clothes slowly, shit!

Francis: I'm going to stop being human in a while, well, let me take off my clothes to calm down.

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