The paranoid male protagonist has been coveting me for a long time [Quick Transmigration]

Xiaobai: "Isn't this the bed curtain you asked for?"

Ji Zhuotao: "Who wants such a bed curtain? I'm not a real princess."

Forget it,? He doesn't care about it. He's not a little girl anyway. It doesn't matter if he is seen. And as far as he and the elf are concerned, the elf has a better figure than him,? He looks more handsome than him,? Who It's not necessarily a disadvantage.

Ji Zhuotao tossed and turned, counting sheep for a long time, finally couldn't help but said: "Xiaobai,? I'm a little hungry."

Xiaobai: "Didn't you already drink the blood of elves today?"

"Is it because of drinking his blood? I'm even more hungry."

Elf blood is different from human blood. It tastes better and contains more spiritual power. This is very beneficial to Ji Zhuotao's cultivation. It's just that he rarely practiced in such a wicked way before, but in this world, ?He can use the excuse of drinking blood to practice in a fair manner.

The first two worlds were in the Dharma-ending era,? The ghost energy he had accumulated was not much at all, and now he finally had a chance to recover his strength,? How could he sleep well?

Besides, the blood of elves is more beneficial than entering the dream of Destiny's Child.

After passing this village, there will be no such shop,? Ji Zhuotao is thinking, should he extend the mission world a little longer, so that he can practice, after all, no matter what the situation is, it is more important to have real strength in hand.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Connell walked in with his wings restrained and stepping on the moonlight. Seeing the silence in the bedroom, he thought that the vampire was asleep, and there was no attendant outside the door, so he closed the door directly after entering.

The elf was worried that the blood race would not be able to sleep well because there was no coffin, but he didn't want the blood race to sleep in the coffin, he thought the cage was very suitable for him.

Ji Zhuotao subconsciously closed her eyes and began to pretend to be asleep, lying motionless on the bed, and the blood race was not breathing, and it looked like she was really asleep.

Connell was taken aback, and thoughtfully walked over on tiptoe, took out the key and opened the cage.

"Don't come in," Ji Zhuotao said in a muffled voice at this time, "Cornell, stay away from me."

Cornell paused, and realized that he hadn't slept but was a bit presumptuous. He walked directly to his bed and asked with a serious face, "Why? I thought we were friends?"

Looking from the transparent white bed curtain, the vampire on the bed inside was lying on his side with his back facing him, draped over a thin blanket, with a sunken waist, outlining a beautiful and slender waist line.

Ji Zhuotao: Can friends just come to his bed and stare at him?

But he didn't care about this question, and continued to say with a restrained voice, "Otherwise, I can't help but want your blood."

However, this did not stop Cornell from moving. He directly lifted the curtain on one side of the bed and hung it up, "It's okay."

Ji Zhuotao took a deep breath, suppressing the desire for blood, "What are you doing here?"

"I want to ask about your habit of sleeping here? I heard that blood races sleep in coffins."

Xiao Bai smiled and said, "I think he regards you as his son."

It makes sense, looking at his meticulous care, he is not like a friend, it has surpassed friendship and become a family relationship.

What's more, the lifespan of elves is as long as that of vampires. Although Cornell looks young, he is actually already thirty, and Ji Zhuotao's body looks like a just-adult teenager.

"..." Ji Zhuotao was speechless, her pale face poked out from under the quilt, "I don't like sleeping in a coffin. This is very good, thank you very much Cornell for your help."

Cornell walked up to him, "You're welcome, I want to thank you. If you hadn't shown me the way that day, I'm afraid I wouldn't have escaped so easily."

Ji Zhuotao: This is the big brother, you are humble, as the child of destiny, how could you escape from prison without any planning?

It's just such a short distance that Ji Zhuantao can clearly see the intricate blood vessels in the elf's strong body, and his thirst for blood suddenly increases, as if thousands of ants are eating his heart.

I can't help it.

"Cornell..." Ji Zhuotao quickly stretched out his hand from under the quilt, wrapped his arms around Cornell's neck, pressed him down, exposed his fangs, and touched the elf's fair neck , "I want a little blood."

He licked the tips of his teeth, trying to suppress the desire to pierce the blood vessels, "Can you give me some more?" "But you..." Connell obviously took the initiative to come over just now. The blood race finally couldn't bear it anymore, and instead began to push back.

Abominable.

Obviously he was the one who seduced him first, but now he pretends to be innocent.

Ji Zhuotao smiled silently, the tip of her teeth suddenly changed direction, and slowly went down until the elf's Adam's apple, the delicate lips touched lightly, and quickly moved away, as if away.

His fangs also slid over Cornell's Adam's apple like a threat, and he said softly, "Cornell, you are kind-hearted, since you have saved me once, how can you bear to watch me suffer from the despicable desire of the vampire like this?" What about the torture?"

Cornell remained motionless. In order to balance his body, he put both hands on the side of the vampire. He could clearly feel the touch of the vampire's warm lips on his Adam's apple. Even if he couldn't see the vampire's face, he could still imagine bleeding The out-of-control expression that Zuo showed because of his fascination with blood must be very tempting, and his Adam's apple suddenly rolled up and down.

He chuckled and said, "Xiu, I'm a king, and if you want my blood, do you know what price you will pay?"

Ji Zhuantao: When will your prince inherit your position?

No matter what the price is, he is just a prisoner now, what else can he pay?Ji Zhuotao thought about it, and before the elf could speak again, she opened her mouth to expose her fangs and bit down on the blood vessel.

Warm blood flowed out from the gap, Ji Zhuotao cherished it very much, and refused to let it go, licking it as gently as possible, not leaving a single drop.

The fangs were still left in the wound to seal the wound so as not to lose too much blood.A nerve paralyzing liquid began to seep into the fangs again, and the numbness could be transmitted to every nerve ending in Cornell. Cornell was panting low, and his hands almost couldn't hold it.

Ji Zhuotao put his hands around Cornell's neck, for fear that he would escape, but in fact Cornell didn't have the slightest idea of ​​leaving, and even sent his neck to his mouth considerately and actively.

Ji Zhuotao also had to agree with Xiaobai's point of view, "This is a strong father's love."

The pleasure made the elf subconsciously spread its wide wings, like a holy angel.But he is willing to be sucked by blood.

Time seemed to be stagnant and slow, and the pleasure made Cornell gradually lose his perception of the surroundings, and only indulged in the feelings brought to him by the blood race.

The sound of licking and swallowing was evident in the silent space, and the gradually thick spiritual energy on Ji Zhuotao's body also made him very comfortable, and he hadn't felt such a strong spiritual power for a long time.

Afraid to suck his blood all at once, Ji Zhuantao stopped again reservedly, licked the wound with the tip of her tongue, and the wound healed immediately, "Dear Cornell, thank you very much for your generosity."

His hands dropped from Cornell's shoulders as well.

Connell curiously touched the back of the neck where there was no trace, and recovered from the suffocating pleasure, his eyes were full of concern, "Actually, you don't have to bite in one place."

Ji Zhuotao's eyes lit up, "Really? I see."

Bite your collarbone next time!

The elf really looks like God's most perfect creation from top to bottom, and the collarbone slightly exposed from the skirt is very sexy, like white jade.

Xiaobai heard his evil thoughts, and was worried about this child of destiny who was blinded by the host's appearance, "He just treats you as his son, you don't want to..."

Season Burning Peach: "gun"

"Good night, my dear Cornell." Ji Zhuotao said goodbye in a good mood, lifted the quilt and planned to get into the quilt to sleep, but seeing that Cornell was still standing aside, she asked suspiciously: "Do you have anything else to do?" ?”

Cornell was silent for a moment, then said, "...no."

After a whole night of tossing, Ji Zhuotao was finally able to fall asleep, but he actually got into a dream to practice and transform the absorbed spiritual power.

When Cornell left, he still locked the lock of the cage, saying that he could be released after confirming that Ji Zhuotao was really a newborn blood and that he had not harmed anyone.

Ji Zhuotao originally thought that as a blood clan, staying among the elves, no matter what she did, there should be an abominable buff.

But he was wrong!!!

These elves are kind and beautiful, and they can tell right from wrong.

Especially the rose elf, because she felt that she had done something wrong, although the king did not punish her, but she herself was very ambitious and found Ji Zhuantao to atone for her sin.Since the kingdom of elves was in its infancy, Cornell had many things to deal with every day. During the day, there was basically no one to see. Ji Zhuotao was bored, so he had to play poker with the elves who flew into the cage.

Playing cards is not boring, but elves are too simple, they write everything on their faces, every time before playing cards, Ji Zhuotao can almost guess the size of their cards through their expressions.

After winning another round, Ji Zhuotao felt the loneliness of the king, "How invincible is~how lonely~"

Xiaobai: "..." You have lived for 1000 years, I don't believe you don't know that you are tone deaf.

Seeing that Ji Zhuantao was depressed, the rose elf went up to show concern, "Xiu, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Ji Zhuantao opened his mouth and said, "I'm hungry."

Then she conjured up a rose, "Do you want to eat it?"

"..." Ji Zhuantao shook his head, "Do you know what blood clans should eat?"

"I know, you just drink blood." Rose Fairy said as a matter of course.

Ji Zhuotao was speechless: "Then you still ask me?"

The rose elf said proudly: "You know there is no blood for you to drink, so why do you ask?"

The vampires who are captives will be executed soon, and the elves will not prepare food for them, let alone precious blood.

Ji Zhuotao: ... I don't think you are here to make amends, you are here to amuse me.

But the rose elf finally had a conscience, thinking that it was indeed her own negligence before, so she specially made some blood and stuck it in the petals, and handed it to Ji Zhuotao, "Here, I'm afraid you will starve to death."

Ji Zhuotao took it happily. Although the spiritual power of the rose elf is not as strong as Cornell's, the mosquito's legs are also meat, and he will not let go of the slightest spiritual power.

Seeing him so happy, the Rose Fairy felt relieved immediately, feeling that she had redeemed herself.

So the rose elf waited on the elf king's way back to the palace, and when Cornell passed by, he told him what happened today.

Connell is wearing the king's golden robe, which contrasts with the golden long hair, and the silver wings are retracted behind him. This is the most delicate and holy elf among them, with the most pure and flawless soul, all elves are willing Surrender to him.

"King, it was my fault before, but through the past few days of getting along, Xiu has forgiven me. He likes to play cards with us, and he also likes my blood... Please forgive me too."

Cornell didn't intend to forgive her so quickly, but when he heard her words, he froze suddenly, and slowly turned his head in disbelief and asked, "Your blood?"

The rose elf was very eager to get Cornell's forgiveness, and was about to continue talking, but when she looked up again, she found that Cornell's face was very pale, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment, and then he suddenly spread his wings and flew away, leaving only a silver streak Light, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

The rose elf fell to the ground after being blown up by the fan: "What's going on? Did he still not forgive me?"

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