temple

blood feeding warning

Nathaniel lost weight.

That was the first thing Haniya thought of when she saw him.His boy has never been fat, and now he looks like the prime minister of hell, a little taller, injured again, and looks thinner and thinner.He lay quietly on the bed, like a flower that was gradually withered after being broken.

Haniya almost shed tears.The little bit of flesh he had worked so hard to grow on Nabel Neal's body was gone now.

"What's the matter with him?" He knelt beside Nathaniel's bed, carefully touched his sweetheart's thin cheek, his voice trembling, "...Is it because there is no blood?"

Lucifer looked at him coldly.Although he did have to bring Haniya over, he clearly distrusted it, as if Haniya would rush up and tear him apart if he acted rashly.But Metatron was also watching worriedly, and Satan could only reply succinctly, "He's a glutton."

Beelzebub healed himself by devouring, but now he was too weak to capture the energy in the food.The potion didn't work, and he refused to accept other people's blood. The original sins didn't dare to stimulate him, so they couldn't force-feed him blood.As a result, his increasingly withered body could no longer bear the collapsed soul.

If not, even if he was seriously injured, Beelzebub, as the original sin, could wait for his soul to heal slowly by devouring it.

"Is he not willing to drink blood?" Haniya asked with difficulty, brushing the hair from Nabonir's cheek.He kept looking at him intently, hoping that he would show signs of waking up, and finally sighed softly, "That's right, he didn't want to suck blood either."

Lucifer's face tightened when he heard this.

Haniya didn't say anything else. She cut her wrist with her fingertips, brought it close to Nail's mouth, and softened her tone as if coaxing a child, "Nair, get up and drink blood."

Napoleon didn't respond.

Lucifer couldn't help snorting, with a trace of despair in his heart.Metatron turned his head forbearance, as if he couldn't bear to look at Beelzebub who was so weak.

Haniya didn't even look at them, she just moved her bloody wrist closer and let the blood drip on Nabilnier's lips.He stared at Narbonnell's lips, trying to see a looseness, but he was disappointed.

Nabilnier's lips were soaked in blood, with a tinge of color, making his face even paler.Haniya knew it would be a disgrace to Narbonir to live on someone else's blood, but...he didn't want to lose him.

There is no separation more painful than death, and Nabilnier obviously cannot go to heaven after death.He doesn't accept it.

Haniya looked at him, then sucked a mouthful of blood from her wrist, bowed her head and kissed it.

Metatron was taken aback, and hurriedly stopped Lucifer who seemed to be rushing to wring Haniya's head off.

Haniya felt a little uncomfortable.He lightly rubbed Nabel Neil's dry and parched lips, his mouth was full of choking bloody smell, which almost made him want to cry.

Please... open your mouth, okay?

I came to hell to look for you, can you wake up and take a look at me?

Hania begged in her heart, rubbing his lips.And Naibao Nier seemed to hear his prayer, and his clenched teeth loosened slightly.

The young Shengzi was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and carefully pried his lips open.The warm blood was slowly poured in, and the breath intertwined with each other, just like the countless days and nights in the temple, Nabolnir seemed to feel a certain familiar smell, let go of his defenses, and showed a little initiative in the drowsiness Come, securely claim the blood from the man's mouth.The blood-feeding became smoother, and Haniya bit the tip of his tongue, ending the bloody kiss.

The blood had a great influence on the blood race, and Naibao Nier's face became a little rosy, as if he was just taking a nap at noon and would wake up at any time.Haniya put the bleeding wrist on Nabonir's lips, watching him unconsciously leaning forward to suck.

All the angels, demons and humans present at the scene were all relieved.

Haniya felt the warm passion surging in her body again, only to realize that her body was already covered in cold sweat.The pain after the kiss by Nabil Neil made him feel guilty for a long time. Now the pure lust is no longer irresistible in Haniya's eyes. He pursed his lips, and there was obvious expectation in his voice, "Will he get better?"

"Well," Lucifer's tone was much gentler—Haniya finally made him pleasing to the eye if he could help Beelzebub, "as long as you feed him more blood."

The original sins didn't like to see the little holy son of the temple, but after he came to hell, they had to admit that Beelzebub was right - Hania did take good care of him.

After confirming that Beelzebub was in better condition, Lucifer remembered that Hania had kissed his own cub before, and almost skinned Hania in a rage, but was fortunately stopped by Metatron.After that, he wished he could stare at Haniya from morning to night, never giving him a chance to do something wrong.

Lucifer forbids Haniya to go to bed with Beelzebub.Haniya thought it was funny, so she didn't care about it, and didn't go to the side hall arranged by hell, so she casually pulled a chair and put it beside Nabonir's bed, and kept looking at him, as if he could fly away, only When he was sleepy, he would lie down on the edge of the bed and take a light nap.

Abel, who was waiting on the sidelines, did not expect the little holy son of the temple to be so good at taking care of people.

He is a pampered holy son, but he will skillfully and lightly change Beelzebub's clothes, wipe his body, comb his hair, massage his limbs, or take him out to bask in the moon safely.He knew the speed at which to feed blood and water to people, and he would talk to Beelzebub, who was completely unresponsive, for a while every night, all of which were soft whispers and mutterings, so that people could not hear clearly, only he could feel him. Careful and gentle pious love.

Abel was moved by his tenderness just by looking at it, and the first mutiny began to speak good words of Haniya in hell.

Haniya actually knew that as the original sin, Nabel Neal would not produce any dirt on his body, but he knew that his boy was a bit of a clean freak, and he would probably be very happy if he scrubbed his body often.

He only hoped that Nabil Nier would be happier and get better soon.If only I could wake up and let him see and talk to him.

He fed Nai Bonier blood every day, so that his complexion was even worse than his boy, and the blood-replenishing potions sent by the original sins and the temple could not solve this problem-what is the human body? A little fragile.Because of this, Lucifer was a lot more polite to him, which made Hania a little dumbfounded.But he didn't care about these, he was sure he wouldn't fall down, so he skillfully cut his wrist to feed Nai Bonier with blood.

Haniya was no longer controlled by those lusts.Nabilnier was in a coma, and he didn't have the heart to talk to others. He always looked at his boy in silence, and even Metatron, who came to visit, didn't pay much attention.The anemia made him tired, but this improved markedly when he was with Nabolnier.He was a little self-deprecating, feeling that he could feel at ease only when he was beside Nathaniel, and he seemed to be sure that he was still alive by feeling his life - such careless concern always seemed a little funny.But soon he was relieved again.

Before that, he dug out a blood-stained, shabby believer's robe from under Nabolnir's pillow.The robe was originally his old robe, which was turned out for Nai Bonier to wear when he first took shape, but it was too big, so he only kept it for him to wear as pajamas.Naibonir likes this robe, and after wearing it for several years, he is reluctant to throw it away. Now it can only cover his buttocks, and he still likes to wear it to sleep.Hania didn't say anything about him, anyway, the robes woven by the elves won't break after being worn for hundreds of years.

Napoleon was wearing this when the temple was attacked that day.The robe was obviously completely destroyed, but he was not willing to throw it away, and secretly hid it under his pillow.Haniya didn't know why he kept the robe, but when he thought about it, his heart suddenly softened.

Nabilnir looked much better, and Hania couldn't feel his soul, but it was more like he was sleeping rather than comatose.

For example, now, he even played a small snoring.

Haniya thought the little snoring sound was so cute, she looked down at him with a smile, and listened quietly.Napoleon grunted for a while, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

Haniya froze, staring at him, not daring to move, as if afraid of scaring away the dazed little butterfly.

Napoleon whimpered softly as if in a dream, and pouted slightly.

He muttered, "... Haniya."

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I announce the official start of sweet love