I'm so hungry [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Whatever Stephen asked, Ryan answered.Ever since he met Ryan, he has never been so obedient as he is today.

"It's something that can't be made known to anyone."

I don't know what kind of psychology, Stephen helped Ryan to hide this matter?

Maybe he'll keep covering the lie until he's gone from this world.

He should have been so angry that he should have taught Ryan a lesson.Severely tear up the relationship between the two, and then tell the Avengers about this matter, and completely push Ryan to their opposite.

Lane is a vampire who is born devoid of human emotion.He wouldn't suffer from betrayal, wouldn't he feel hopeless, and Stephen wouldn't need to feel guilty.

All kinds of vicious and cold-blooded thoughts appeared in his mind, but in the end he just held Ryan's hand and told him seriously, don't let other people know about it.

It seemed that he didn't expect Stephen to say so well, Ryan stared at him blankly.

Stephen knew that Ryan was really scared, and there was a vibrato when he gasped.

"Aren't you angry with me?" Ryan asked tentatively.

"Very angry?" Stephen didn't distance the two of them, he sat beside Ryan and held his hand tightly.Sensing Ryan's gaze, he said sarcastically, "Angry? Can you? How about it? Can I still? Nail you in the coffin?"

"You won't." Ryan said affirmatively, "I know you won't."

Stephen was so angry that he laughed. He hooked Ryan's cold fingers and said, "Since you know? Do you? Yes, what are you afraid of?"

Ryan finally dared to look up at him, his eyes swept over Stephen's cheek little by little, his voice was humble and cowardly.

"I'm afraid you'll be angry? In the future, you won't want me anymore."

This sentence is already very pitiful, but it is even more distressing when it comes out of the mouth of a "little nobleman".

It's a pity that Stephen knows Ryan very well. He knows that Ryan must have only said half of what he said, and the other half is probably "then I don't have to?" ?stay with me. '

Maybe Ryan would turn him into a vampire because he was too nervous.

After the initial anger passed, Stephen began to think about how to patch Ryan.

This matter can never be exposed.

While Stephen was thinking, Ryan was still secretly looking at him.

He admits he made a mistake, but he doesn't regret it at all.

Stephen doesn't seem as angry as he expected, which is good news.

A large part of the reason why Ryan stayed here honestly and pretended to be pitiful was because Stephen was still stern.

Can Ryan guess? Guess what he was thinking, out of prudence, he decided to continue to settle down for a while.Wait for Stephen to calm down completely before talking about other things.

After confirming that Stephen would leave him because of this, Ryan became more courageous.

He wiped the tears from his face, and his mind began to empty.

His eyes fell on the bottle of holy water, Stephen didn't take it back, just put it on the coffee table.The sunlight shines through the windows? It is particularly eye-catching.

Ryan stared at the holy water for a long time, and said tentatively, "Don't you? Put it away?"

The voice interrupted Stephen's thoughts, and thinking of what Ryan had done, he had to take another deep breath, trying to suppress the urge to strangle Ryan.

"No? Accept it, why accept it." Stephen said in a cold voice: "Those things you did? Do you think I might? Forgive you."

Ryan shook his head sadly, he was so pitiful for pretending to be obedient, Stephen's mocking words stuck in his mouth, he held back for a while, and finally just sneered.

"What should I do?" Ryan asked, "It's my fault, how are you going to punish me?"

Is Stephen thinking? Here, he is still thinking about how to help Ryan deal with the trouble.The fallen angels know the truth of the matter, and from the nervous attitude of the fallen angels after Ryan appeared, it can be seen that their strength should be comparable.

Talk to Ryan in a while and let him deal with the fallen angel as soon as possible.Stephen still has a lot of holy water on him, more than enough for him and Ryan to kill a fallen angel together.

I just don't know if the fallen angels have told other people about this.

Hearing Ryan's question, Stephen thought while absent-mindedly? He said absently, "How do you think I'm going to punish you? Let you drink it?"

Ryan knew exactly how much he had done. Coupled with the fact that he was a little confused from crying, he took Stephen's words seriously.

He stared at the holy water in front of him tangled, and reached out to take it? Open it? Open it and smell it.

There is no special smell inside, but the light breath blowing towards his face almost made him suffocate.

Ryan bowed his head and studied for a while, and finally made up his mind.

He raised his hand to pat Stephen, and under Stephen's puzzled eyes, took a small sip of the holy water from the bottle.

Holy water entrance? Suddenly there is a feeling of soul ascending to heaven.

Ryan shivered, and a puff of black smoke came out of his mouth.

Smell it carefully, there is still a burnt smell.

Stephen was already stunned. He looked at Ryan who was smoking from his mouth, and didn't know what was going on in his head.

Stephen didn't realize it until Ryan was about to take a second sip.

He grabbed Ryan's wrist and shouted with a headache, "What are you doing, Setis!"

Stephen hadn't called Ryan's last name for a long time, and this time he was really annoyed.

"Isn't this a punishment?" Ryan asked vaguely after repairing the wound in his mouth.

Only then did Stephen remember what he said casually before. He rubbed his temples to get his head hurting.

He wanted to strangle Lane, and then put the nuisance in a coffin, sink it in the holy water, and give his head a good wash.

After Ryan passed away repeatedly in his mind a few times, Stephen calmed down again?.He put down his hand, and said coldly: "That's a rhetorical question, don't you? Take it seriously. Don't drink holy water anymore, this thing is very expensive, it's too wasteful to use it on you."

He patted Ryan on the back and said: "Okay, don't stick to me, go to the refrigerator and get a blood bag to eat. Let me think about what else needs to be eliminated... People who need to be dealt with. Don't be afraid, I won't ?angry?."

Ryan observed his expression, and happily ran away with small steps.

Looking at his cheerful back, the corners of Stephen's mouth raised slightly, but he forced it down again.

Lane's hypnotism must be very good, Stephen thought, no? How can he be so stupid.

Obviously being teased by Ryan, after learning the truth, he didn't make any drastic moves.

All his persistence slackened the moment Ryan burst into tears.

This vampire aristocrat is more cunning than Stephen thought, at least he is very good at using people's psychology.

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The process of solving the fallen angel went very smoothly, and under Ryan's deliberate avoidance, Stephen never mentioned it again?

The world goes on as usual, and everything seems to have passed.

It's just this matter? It's still buried in Stephen's heart, like a thorn, reminding him every moment of how powerful his lover really is, and how difficult it is to discipline him.

He hesitated for a long time, but decided to have a good chat with Ryan.

Words alone won't do anything, and Stephen knows that Lane likes to hang out.

"I promise I won't use illusion again casually." Ryan raised his hand.

Stephen nodded, Ryan had a negative credit with him, and he didn't believe much in Ryan's oath.

He took out a small pocket watch from his pocket, which was remodeled by Angel Toraphael using the original compass.Although this violated Ryan's right to privacy to a certain extent, Stephen had no other alternatives.

"As long as you drip your own blood on it, I can know your whereabouts at any time. When you use magic, I will also respond." Stephen opened the pocket watch and continued: "You can You can choose to drop, or you can choose to refuse, I won’t force you.”

The unruly Ryan likes freedom. He turned his eyes and thought about the pros and cons, and asked tentatively, "Can I not?"

Stephen smiled, and said with a smile, of course.

Ryan shivered inexplicably. He turned his mind and guessed that if he refused, the next step would probably be to soak in holy water.

Stephen was reluctant to pick him up, but that didn't mean he wouldn't sulk.

Ryan grinned and bit his fingertips, dripping blood on the pocket watch.

He didn't dare to stare at Stephen, so he looked at the pocket watch fiercely, wishing he could take it apart directly.

Stephen didn't care about Ryan's gaze. If Ryan cooperated with him obediently, there would be a real problem.

In front of Ryan, he put the pocket watch in his pocket.

Watching his movements, Ryan knew that his chic days were probably coming to an end.

Stephen suddenly remembered another matter, and he asked curiously, "How do you do illusions?"

"There are many methods, and it takes a whole day to explain them one by one," Ryan said.

Stephen sat in front of him, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the red wine, "How did you sit until the double and the main body appeared at the same time?"

It's an easy question, and Ryan will do it.He raised his hand to show that he could demonstrate, then took off his shirt, and in front of Stephen, he tore off his forearm violently.

Blood spattered out? Stephen's hands shook, red wine spilled out? wet his pants.

But Stephen didn't care about his new pants now, he looked at Ryan in shock, "What are you doing!"

With a showy look on Ryan's face, he threw the bloody severed arm to the ground.The severed arm fell to the ground with a bang and black mist emerged. When the mist cleared, another Ryan appeared in front of Stephen.

Ryan patted the stand-in and said to Stephen, "I can make as many of these stand-ins as I want."

Stephen sat on the sofa stiffly. He took a sip of the red wine in a daze, and said, "Your arm?"

"You mean this?" Ryan stretched his hand to the place where the arm was broken, reached into the flesh and yanked it violently, and a black mist was pulled out by him?After a few seconds, the black mist turned into a new arm.

Ryan shook his arm proudly and said, "Look, I have a strong self-healing ability!"

The wine glass didn't know when it fell to the floor, but Stephen had no time for it.

He looked at his arm, then at his stand-in, and couldn't help but gasp.

Fortunately, he knew that Ryan was a vampire, otherwise he would have thought him an earthworm.

After demonstrating the skills he was proud of to Stephen, Ryan raised his head reservedly and leaned in front of him to praise him.

His intentions were so obvious that Stephen couldn't even ignore them.

According to what he knew about Ryan, if he didn't? Praise something?, Ryan could? Stand on tiptoe with his head up, with an expression begging for praise, and hang around in front of him all day.

When Ryan passed by Stephen inadvertently for the tenth time with his stand-in, Stephen finally raised his hand and touched his head, "It's amazing, it's the first time I've seen him."

Ryan's footsteps stopped suddenly, his pale face turned red, and finally even his neck became red.

Stephen's face darkened, and he patted Ryan's cheek hard and said, "Don't pretend to be shy, you are a vampire, how could your face be red?"

Ryan was not angry when he was exposed, he hugged Stephen with a smile, his face turned pale instantly.

"Don't you? Like it?" Ryan asked.

Stephen started to have a headache again, he said helplessly: "Be honest, I like it."

After getting the compliment, Ryan is like a peacock courting, all right? Just show your skills in front of Stephen?.At the beginning, it was okay to watch it as a 'strange hunt' show, but after each time, it was bloody, and Stephen couldn't bear it.

After Ryan ate and drank enough, he had nowhere to vent his excess energy.He pulled out a leg and made it into several sections, ready to make it into a one-to-one replacement of the Avengers. Stephen, who was soaked in blood, finally couldn't help it.

"Stop acting, I've seen enough."

Before he finished speaking, Ryan, who was still in a state of excitement, pulled out his head and threw it on the ground.

The splattered blood splattered on Stephen's cheek, and a vein popped out on his forehead, and he carried Ryan and threw him into the coffin.

Ryan pushed his head back and looked at Stephen who was nailing the nails on the coffin. Not only was he not afraid, but he also smiled brilliantly.

Stephen had nothing to do with him, let Ryan sit up through the coffin?, hooked his neck, rubbed his cheek and said softly, "Are you going to nail me up?"

Stephen snorted, and Ryan came close to his ear and said hoarsely, "I prefer you to nail me to the bed than a coffin."

He exhaled ambiguously, and said softly and slowly: "Then soak me in your holy water. I love you, Stephen, my countess."

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