The blood clan boss was sucked blood by the opponent's light god

Xia Mixun lay on Shang Lai's chest, dizzy from the warm body heat.

Still sleepy, he vaguely felt a sense of heaviness dragging his limbs, and he couldn't even lift a finger.

Sensing a slight tremor in the body area in his arms, Shang Lai brushed away his messy forehead hair, nodded lightly, and called him in a low voice, "Wife?"

no respond.

Xia Mixun was speechless, tears rolled down from Hong Yuezhong's eye sockets, and his cheeks were rarely flushed with blood.

"Does it still hurt now? Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Shang Lai's voice was hoarse.

He knew that Xia Mixun was afraid of pain, and that he hadn't touched Gaobai Fine Porcelain before, but he didn't expect that the vampire was still crying and crying, even when he passed out, sobbing and weeping , crying so much that he felt guilty.

What's worse is that while feeling sorry for Xia Mixun, what rises in his heart is an unspeakable secret satisfaction.Those mottled tear stains not only failed to extinguish the flames, but instead stopped the boiling, and the flames became more prosperous.

Even now there is a vague resurgence.

Xia Mixun hid his face in the pillow, crying silently, only his shoulders were shaking up and down.Shang Lai patted him on the back very lightly, afraid that he would choke, "Stop crying, what should I do if my eyes are broken from crying all night?"

Still ignore him.

Shang Lai panicked and was at a loss, so he had to do everything in his power, and coaxed and persuaded for a long time before the poor little white-haired mushroom reluctantly let him carry him out of the nest and take him to the valley room to clean and apply medicine.

Shang Lai moved quickly, not daring to look or think too much. He helped the person put on clean pajamas, then took off the sheets and quilts and threw them into the washing machine. quilt inside.

After doing all this, he still didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

Because Xia Mixun covered his face and bowed his head the whole time, ignoring his plan at all, and cried again while touching his shoulder halfway.

Shang Lai didn't know what to do, he felt that he might be doomed.

Because she was too ostentatious, she made her precious daughter-in-law shut up, this kind of thing, it's easy to think about it——

Gee.

The room has been very quiet.

Although it was broad daylight, the thick curtains were kept tightly closed and no light could penetrate, so it was not much different from night.

Darkness and gloom are the favorite environment for vampires.

Xia Mixun was so tired, his strength and spirit were all drained, and he almost immediately fell into a deep, dreamless dream.

Shang Lai has been sitting by the side watching over him, his eyes fixed on the blushing sleeping face for a moment, and from morning to dusk, it is only a moment of breath.

In the evening, Xia Mixun finally woke up, looking dazed and in a daze.

"Are you awake?" Shang Lai asked softly, "Do you want some water?"

Xia Mixun slowly turned to him, his eyes fixed, and suddenly he pulled up the quilt and buried most of his face, only a pair of red eyes were exposed, "Yeah."

Her usually clear voice became particularly hoarse, like she had a bad cold, with a strong nasal sound.

Shang Lai handed him the freshly squeezed juice with the straw on it, and he took a sip, his eyelashes lifted and drooped quickly again.

"Are you angry with me?" Shang Lai managed to remain calm and gentle, but he was extremely nervous.Xia Mixun is a person who can see emotions at a glance, emotions come and go quickly, never like today.What if you can't coax it all the time?What if you don't care about yourself anymore?

The more I think about it, the more panicked I become.

"No." Xia Mixun covered his face with a sea cucumber pillow, "I'm just a little scared..."

Shang Lai was stunned, even Xia Mixun didn't expect that there would be a day when he said he was afraid.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"No." Xia Mixun's ears began to turn red, "I'm afraid of other things." Avoiding Shang Lai's sight, he muttered angrily, "I hate it."

As he said that, his little paws gently rubbed the moon soil under the alder leather again. Up to now, he still feels uncomfortable like a cramp, full of burning heat.

Really hard work.

And, there is so much magic.

Several times, he really felt that he was almost not like himself.

"Shang Lai."

The sleeves were tugged lightly.

The vampire lowered the corners of his eyes pitifully, and his nasal voice became heavier.

"Don't do this again, okay?"

The author has something to say: I don’t have any blessings to give to everyone, I can only wish everyone to cry for a day