The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

When He Songming woke up, he immediately noticed the difference from usual.

The quilt was unexpectedly warm like never before. You must know that the body temperature of the blood race is naturally low. They are afraid of heat and have excellent tolerance to cold. Such a temperature cannot come from him.

His fingers seemed to be being touched, He Songming turned his head, his scarlet eyes clearly saw everything in the darkness - the human blood slave he just brought back from the auction house yesterday was lying sideways beside him, sleeping soundly.

Ruan Mobei curled up slightly, touching one of his fingers cautiously, as if afraid that more contact would wake him up or irritate him.

He Songming took a deep breath, when did Ruan Mobei come over?He didn't know, as a vampire, his senses were very sensitive, and there was no reason why the other party crawled into his bed like this without being noticed by him.

His vigilance has dropped, or...he has long been used to the feelings Ruan Mobei brings?

This awareness made He Songming frowned. After the reunion, his blood clan identity was exposed. Ruan Mobei didn't seem to be afraid at all. Those intimate movements were so proficient that he was extra irritable.

These years, he would think every day what the grown-up Ruan Mobei would look like after going through so many days. He thought of a thousand possibilities, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

Hate it?

No, how could it be annoying, it’s just a little bit at a loss, just like when we met for the first time when we were young, the newly transferred boy broke half a piece of bread and put it on his table with a few oranges, the sudden kindness made him at a loss.

It's only been one day since the reunion, how could Ruan Mobei be so natural?He doesn't even know if his personality has changed during the 15 years of separation. What if he becomes a blood clan who enjoys killing and only uses blood slaves as items?

He Songming's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, completely unable to find a reasonable explanation for Ruan Mobei's various behaviors.He gently lifted the quilt, trying not to disturb Ruan Mobei who seemed to be in a deep sleep, and planned to get up quietly like this.

Never thought that Ruan Mobei opened his eyes the moment he moved. Human eyes were extremely clear the moment they opened, as if they were fully vigilant in sleep, guarding against possible blades or bullets.

Realizing that he was in a safe place, Ruan Mobei's expression instantly turned sleepy. He squinted his eyes and said vaguely, "Well, good morning...no, good evening."

He Songming lifted the quilt to leave and stopped in mid-air. He was silent for a moment and said, "Why are you on my bed?"

"Because I think you may be a little hungry after waking up. Although it was said that three times a week is fine, the best situation should be to eat something every day, right?"

He Songming narrowed his eyes: "I said before, if you don't want to become a mummy in a week, don't come here and provoke me."

"Will you not be able to control yourself?" Ruan Mobei smiled, how could he not know that He Songming was threatening him, and there was only one reason why He Songming rejected him several times - he was afraid of himself.

Ruan Mobei sat up, and He Songming realized that he was only wearing a thin, almost transparent shirt. It was the clothes he was wearing when he was locked in a cage in the store.

Different from those humans who often appear in the auction house, Ruan Mobei's body is strong and slender, without a trace of fat, every line is just right, and the whole person exudes an indescribable temperament from the inside out.

Sometimes the half-covered style is more tempting than all the nudity. The collar fastened by hand is still worn on Ruan Mobei's neck, and the name engraved on the metal plate announces the belonging of this human being.

The black leather makes the neck more delicate, as if you can feel the blood flow in the blood vessels below through the skin.

He Songming's throat couldn't help tightening for a while. In addition to the desire to suck blood, there was also some strange... other desires.

Before things got out of hand, he immediately lifted the quilt and was about to leave.

But Ruan Mobei grabbed his wrist.

Ruan Mobei possesses strength and agility no less than that of the blood race, which is very rare among human beings, otherwise he would not have almost killed two blood slave hunters as the auctioneer said.

The same thing wouldn't happen a second time, so he immediately held Ruan Mobei down, preventing the other party from pushing him down on the bed like yesterday.

The soft black hair was scattered on the pillow, and the human eyes could not focus well in the dark, so it showed a little fragile laxity. He Songming clearly saw that Ruan Mobei swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and was clearly outlined by the collar. radians.

He Songming stared at Ruan Mobei from top to bottom. Many human beings would indulge in the virtual pleasure of being sucked blood because of the neurotoxin in the saliva of the blood race. At first, he also thought that Ruan Mobei was the same, but the other party This move is more like inviting him...to do something else.

It seems that blood sucking is just a blind adjustment, what Ruan Mobei really wants is...

Facing a human being who knew all his sensitive spots and knew how to make him throb in the first place, the blood race who had just experienced human affairs could not resist this fatal temptation after all.

The moment Ruan Mobei opened his mouth and gently grabbed his finger, the Blood Race suddenly bent down and bit his collared neck.

……

Ruan Mobei touched the side of his neck, but he couldn't feel the wound at all. He didn't know how much a normal vampire would eat for a meal, but he could feel that He Songming was eating very restrained, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

Having been sucked blood three times in two days, Ruan Mo Beifei didn't feel dizzy from anemia, on the contrary, he felt more comfortable because of the two hearty intimate contacts.

In the last world, his physical condition was too poor, and neither of them dared to be presumptuous, but now, although He Songming seemed reluctant on the surface, his body was quite honest.

He Songming picked up the clothes that had been thrown at the foot of the bed, turned his back to Ruan Mobei, and would not admit that he actually didn't know what attitude to use to face him.

Continue to be cold?It seemed inappropriate, but He Songming was still a little angry in his heart. The more skillful Ruan Mobei behaved, the stronger his unexplainable feeling became, which annoyed him to death.

He was about to leave when he heard a gasping sound behind him.

He turned his head uncontrollably.

Ruan Mobei was pressing his waist with one hand, looking uncomfortable. He turned his eyes to He Songming for help, and asked softly, "I'm feeling uncomfortable in my waist. Can you take me to the bathroom? It's said that it's easy fever."

From the twitch of He Songming's lips, Ruan Mobei could see that his cold mask was almost cracked by his last sentence.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, the blood race reached out and picked him up from the bed.

Ruan Mobei took advantage of the situation and put his arms around his neck, and put them at the very beginning. If he is a big man who is more than 1.8 meters tall and has all hands and feet, he is stronger than most people, and he will be hugged naked by another princess. Ruan Mobei would definitely punch the opponent in the face.

But now, having experienced the days of being carried around by werewolves in the previous world, he was used to it, and even enjoyed it.

He Songming carried Ruan Mobei into the bathroom, put him in the bathtub, and then stood aside.

"Aren't you going to ask me how things are going?"

"..." He Songming glanced aside, his voice was a little tense, "How are you?"

"It's okay, but it may be more difficult to clean." Ruan Mobei reached out to adjust the water temperature, "Do you want to wash together?"

How did he say these red-faced words so naturally?

He Songming took a deep breath. Since Ruan Mobei invited him so warmly, why would he refuse?

Anyway, from beginning to end, he will not be the one who suffers.

He Songming raised his legs and buried himself in the bathtub. The blood race enjoyed it very much. The huge round bathtub was like a small soup pool, which was more than enough for the two of them to soak in. The warm water covered their bodies little by little, and finally reached their shoulders.

Ruan Mobei let out a long sigh of relief. He washed his face with water, and heard He Songming from the opposite side ask, "Why are you sleeping at this hour?"

"I want to adjust my schedule. It's best to adjust it to be similar to yours. Otherwise, if it's time for you to take me out, I'll be in a bad mood because of lack of sleep."

As Ruan Mobei said, he adjusted to a more convenient kneeling position. Even in this world, he would be ashamed to get close to He Songming, and he would not be able to clean up in front of the other party: "Can you turn your back a little bit?" ?"

Does he even know how to be shy?

With these words in He Songming's mind, he still turned around, leaving enough space for Ruan Mobei.

For a while, there were only sporadic water sounds in the bathroom, and Ruan Mobei heaved a sigh of relief after finally cleaning his body. He looked up and found that at some point, the back of the blood race had been quietly tightened, as if he was enduring something.

Ruan Mobei stretched out his hand, touched his shoulder lightly, and felt the other side suddenly turn his head.

"I'm done." Ruan Mobei stretched out his hand, He Songming didn't say a word, his brows were tightly frowned, but he still stood up, stepped out of the bathtub, hugged Ruan Mobei, and wrapped him in the towel beside him superior.

He Songming didn't know what to do with Ruan Mobei, so he put him on the bed, went back and pulled a towel, and covered his half-wet hair.

Compared to the last time when He Songming put on his clothes and left, now he can even be considered gentle. Ruan Mobei took this rare opportunity and made a further request: "Can you accompany me?"

It's only evening now, and it's not completely dark yet, even if He Songming has something to go out, it won't be at this time.

The blood race remained silent. He stood by the bed for two seconds, and finally resigned himself to his fate and sat by the bed.

"After I left, I first lived on Jinshi for six months, and then followed my parents to Luke, Horace... I moved to nine planets in seven years, and I kept changing schools. Because the time I stayed was too short, every I didn't have time to make many friends at once, so I left.

"After that, I went to university, and finally I didn't have to travel around, and settled down. After graduation, I worked in Mu Yuexing's newspaper."

"I've been missing you all these years, and I've hardly made any other friends since then." Ruan Mobei paused and asked softly, "And you, how have you been these years?"

"I waited for you until twelve o'clock that day. I had already passed the gate control of the orphanage. I sat in the alley all night. It rained at night. I had a fever the next day. I couldn't afford medicine. I was in school. It took him three days to carry him on his back before he managed to get better."

He Songming's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him at all: "No one wants to talk to me. Those who bullied me in the past got worse. After being injured by them one day, I dropped out of school."

"I wandered for about three months, and finally found the underground organization of the vampires in the star Raiz. Most of the bottom vampires lived similarly to me. They tried their best to hide their identities in the crowd, looked for food in fear, and often went hungry. .And those nobles, each has a lot of blood slaves, living in places far away from human society."

"I got a job in a bar, used the money to rent rooms, and drank some blood from drunk people. It was like that until I was 16, and a vampire came to me, claiming to be the housekeeper, and then I inherited this inheritance from my parents."

"It's probably like this. I finally know how my life has been these years. Are you satisfied?"

Even though he thought that He Songming's life might not be very good, Ruan Mobei still felt hit and couldn't breathe well after hearing his account of his experiences over the years.

Although he knew that all of this was caused by the plot killing and had nothing to do with him, a sense of guilt still welled up in his heart.

"I'm sorry." Ruan Mobei could only say this for a while. For him, 15 years passed with the flick of a finger and a sleep, but for He Songming, it was a real memory.

"I have always remembered you all these years, and I have always wondered what would have happened if you hadn't found the things left under the bench that day. It was precisely because I wanted to come to you that I risked my life and took the former Come to Raiz Star to investigate."

"Although in your opinion, these are all my excuses, I won't expect you to forgive me. After all, I am the one who missed the appointment."

"But now I'm your blood slave, you can come and punish me at any time—" Ruan Mobei stared at He Songming, every slight reaction of the other party was under his observation, "Can you give me A chance, let's get to know each other again, okay?"

Facing Ruan Mobei's apprehensive and expectant eyes, He Songming didn't answer. He stood up, picked up the pajamas by the bedside and put them on, buttoning them one by one.

"There will be a salon on the 8th, and there will be many blood races participating. I will take you with me then, don't embarrass me."

number 8?Ruan Mobei calculated that it would be three days later.

Maybe it was his true feelings and continuous offensive that moved the opponent, He Songming finally let go, Ruan Mobei sighed that it was not easy, and nodded immediately: "Okay, I will adjust my schedule during this time."

He Songming said "hmm": "I'm going out for a while, there are ingredients in the kitchen, you can watch and get something to eat yourself."

"Okay." Ruan Mobei replied like a well-behaved pet. No one would imagine that he once took the lives of hundreds of orcs with a sniper rifle. "I'll stay at home and wait for you to come back."

To He Songming, these words were obviously extremely lethal. The expression on his face melted for a moment, and he turned and left the bedroom.

The door was closed, the sound of footsteps was absorbed by the carpet, and soon disappeared.Ruan Mobei lay back on the bed again, heaved a sigh of relief, and even rolled over, hugging He Songming's pillow.

Although his own bedroom is not bad, he prefers He Songming's one.

Now, this bed is also his.