I'm so hungry [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Ryan doesn't seem to understand why he was beaten?.

The salad was on their heads, and they licked the corners of their mouths, eating the salad dressing that flowed to their mouths.

Obviously, Ryan and Penny are dead.

Steve comforted Penny, ready to take her away.

Tony still struggled hard, "Look, Ryan has a lot of personality, he is an honest person."

Penny gave him a hard look.

"What should we do now?" Clinton took away the little tomato that had slipped onto the tip of Ryan's nose. Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, Stephen suddenly reached out and snatched the tomato away.

"Hey! I got it first!" Clinton said in an exaggerated tone.

Stephen patted Ryan who was still in a daze, glanced at Clinton and said coldly, "This is the vampire I raised."

Ryan's condition is really not good. His hair is full of salad dressing, and his left cheek is red and swollen with a slap mark.He had already taken off the suit jacket on his body, and the white shirt was soaked in red wine, and he could vaguely see his delicate collarbone and chest.

Stephen frowned, and casually put his coat on them.

Just as the coat touched Ryan's body, he blushed as if he had been scalded and said, "I'm going to be so hot! Don't dress me! Don't!"

Stephen paused, ignored Ryan's resistance, and helped him fasten the buttons.

"Can the captain let Penny continue to come back and date Ryan?" Stephen looked at Natasha.

"As a woman, I can assure you that Penny will not be coming back."

What Natasha noticed keenly? When she gave the answer, the corners of Stephen's mouth twitched indiscernibly.

"In that case, we won't stay here anymore."

After Stephen finished speaking, he wanted to take Ryan away. Clinton leaned over and asked, "Why are you taking him back? Just let him stay here."

"He? He's in estrus." Stephen said mockingly, "I? Thought you knew."

"Of course I know, I mean, don't you need a woman in heat/estrus. What's your look, okay? Me? Misword. Doesn't he? Need a bed partner now, Tony I can introduce some people to volunteer here." As Clinton spoke, he made a gesture that any man could understand.

Stephen ignored the winking Clinton, dragged the drowsy Ryan, and left directly through the portal.

Clinton wanted to say something else, but Natasha reached out and grabbed him.

"Does he have better resources over there?" Clinton shrugged and said, "And I? Why do I feel that the atmosphere between them is a bit weird."

With a playful smile on Natasha's face, she said meaningfully: "Do you think Stephen will eat that little tomato?"

Clinton seemed to understand something.

Steve had just calmed down? Penny was walking back with a sad face.

"Don't be nervous, Captain." Clinton laughed and said, "Ryan will be fine."

"But Penny..." Steve hesitated to speak, "I don't think she will come back."

Clinton whispered mysteriously: "What do you think Stephen and Ryan look like?"

Captain America's always clever mind finally came to his senses, and they looked at each other, smiling knowingly.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have bothered Penny to come over." Steve said helplessly, "Although she didn't say so, I saw her secretly throwing away the Captain America doll on her satchel. "

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After Stephen beat Ryan back, he began to worry.

He?didn't know how to help Ryan get through this crisis. Maybe it would be better for him to sleep on his own.Whether it's five years or ten years, as long as you don't sleep with? other? people.

Stephen knew that this kind of thinking was abnormal, he? He was not a simple child, let alone a fool.

They can feel their own heart, if nothing else, they have already fallen in love with Ryan.

He? Rebuffed the cloak's protests, using it to cover Lane's naked body.It was obvious that he was covering his body, but Stephen's eyes kept wandering on Ryan's naked/exposed skin.

Stephen had to admit that vampires were as good at confusing people as the legends said.

Otherwise he? How could he fall so easily.

He? Can't even say what's good about Ryan? He acts recklessly and has a willful temper.Apart from that pretty face, Stephen saw nothing redeeming.

While Stephen was thinking, his fingers seemed to crush something unintentionally.

He looked down and saw that it was the little tomato from before.

He? Snatched it from Clinton, don't know why he? Didn't throw it away.

Ryan was put back into the coffin by Stephen, and he seemed to be about to be tortured and go crazy.

Those ruby-like eyes were once again clouded by mist.He looked at Stephen in bewilderment, and the moment their eyes met, Stephen's already restless heart beat even faster.

Heat flowed from the heart to the whole body, and immediately after, even the soul became hot.

Obviously Ryan didn't do anything, just sat there quietly? Looking at? Him? blankly.

But Stephen felt that the trembling panting sound was like a charming seduction.

"Haven't you remembered who you like?" Stephen asked.

Their voices must be hoarse, Stephen thought, otherwise, when they said this, why would there be inexplicable emotions in Ryan's eyes.

"I have no idea."

He? heard Ryan's helpless voice.

"I? Don't understand, I? Never fell in love with? Humans."

Ryan looked like a human boy who had just matured. He couldn't stop rubbing his body, but he didn't know how to relieve himself.

Stephen sneered, with obvious sarcasm in his voice.

He's satirizing Ryan's naivety and ignorance, but also his own stupidity.If he's not stupid, how could he be in love with a parasite.Every day I know that holding? He? Sucks blood, and I can't get rid of it no matter how much I shake it.

When Ryan was scratching marks on the coffin board, Stephen slowly unbuttoned his collar, revealing the neck with teeth marks, and said in a suggestive tone: "You want to drink my? Blood, Lane, maybe it will make you feel better."

The clever and cunning vampire in the past is now dumbfounded and unresponsive.

Stephen waited for a while, and Ryan just sat there, tilting his head and looking at them.

He sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to hold Ryan's head, and pressed him on his neck.

Ryan didn't suck blood, just licked his neck.The tip of the tongue slid across Stephen's skin, and they took a deep breath, and the heat from Ryan's body seemed to be transmitted into their bodies.

"But I'm not hungry." Ryan didn't lick a few times, but leaned against his arms and said in a muffled voice, "My body is so hot that I can't eat anything."

Stephen didn't speak, he didn't know what to say.The fast beating heart consumes all the energy in their bodies, so that their brains become sluggish.

"I? haven't drank holy water." Ryan gasped and said roughly, "but I? think it's probably what I feel now. I? I know you don't want me to sleep, you don't. Maybe I should go to Penny and she'll accept me, no one can refuse a nobleman."

The more they talked, the more Stephen became more and more irritable.

They raised their hands and tapped the corner of Ryan's mouth with their fingertips stained with tomato juice.

Ryan subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked it, raised his head and said in a daze, "Strange, what kind of smell is this?"

"Do you want to try again?" Stephen said, he? could hear the lure in his voice.

At this time, Ryan was extremely dependent on them. They obediently put Stephen's fingertips into their mouths, and their sharp teeth pierced their skin.

The pain didn't wake up Stephen, but made his will shake more and more.

Lane liked someone else, something in Stephen kept saying, could it be Penny or could it be someone else.

Maybe it was some woman Stephen didn't know, maybe it was the young man with whom Lane had met this morning.

Perhaps it was themselves, Stephen Strange.

The voice in Stephen's mind had changed, and as he'd bowed his head to kiss Ryan, they'd been reassuring themselves that maybe it was the solution.

When Ryan responded enthusiastically, Stephen thought? He? Probably bet right.

Ryan's single coffin is not enough for two adult men to display their presumptuousness. The best partner in the past, the smart red cape seems so redundant at this time.

Stephen didn't want to be patient for a moment, they just opened the portal and let the cloak drag the coffin to where it should go.

And he hugged Ryan and lay down on the soft carpet.

If Ryan is sober enough at this time, they will definitely complain that this ordinary carpet is not worthy of his distinguished status.

It's a pity that they can't make any sound now except for trembling panting.

"What do you think of the taste of tomatoes?" Stephen asked in a low voice, pulling out his fingertips.

Ryan shook his head, in his mouth? He said vaguely? What.

Stephen leaned over and all he heard was his own name.

"If I? , affix a cross, and bury you behind the church."

He paused and warned, "So, Ryan, you'd better get up, or you'll be dug out in a few hundred years."

They felt that Ryan showed a mocking smile, his eyes were still full of water, and it seemed that he just managed to gather a little bit of reason to respond.

"Are you threatening me? Stephen." He? Trembling? Stretched out his arm, hooked Stephen's neck and smiled? "I like the way you threaten me."

Ryan's hot breath hit Stephen's earlobe, and he heard Ryan say in a smiling voice: "The dignity of a nobleman cannot be violated, if you can't solve my problem, Stephen, I? Will tear you apart with my own hands, I? I swear."

Stephen seldom indulged himself like this, but the "beautiful" voice in the room kept stimulating his nerves.Whether it is from the visual or the auditory sense, everything now makes them obsessed.

The inherent advantages of the vampire race allow them to put aside all scruples and enjoy themselves.The emotions hidden deep in my heart are vented, just like the nectar of the morning sun nourishing the land that was reclaimed for the first time, bringing a novel experience.

During the period, Wang came to see them once. They knocked on the door a few times and said something.

It's a pity that Stephen couldn't notice anything except Ryan at this time.

In the later stages of this movement, Stephen discovered another problem with Lane.They like to bite Stephen's shoulder when they get excited, which seriously affects Stephen's performance.

Their shoulders were already bloody from being bitten, and Stephen gasped in pain.

"Enough, stop biting."

There was only a coquettish smile in answer to them.

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