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

The moon hid behind the thick clouds again, and the window was obviously darkened.Xia Mixun was already delirious, so he couldn't see Shang Lai clearly, as if there was a piece of frosted glass in front of him.However, he could feel Shang Lai's gaze, the dark and unpredictable eyes, full of dark light.

Shang Lai must know what happened to him, and must know how to get him out of the current predicament, but the wicked god just didn't speak, just watched him leisurely, waiting for him to speak first.

Xia Mixun lowered his head, retracting his silver eyelashes, covering the hazy mist floating in his eyes.

"Hold me down..." He raised his arms weakly.

The body lightened, but the feet did not touch the ground.The whole person was wrapped horizontally by Shang Lai into a warm embrace, and the feeling of hanging there made him panic, but he had nothing else to rely on, so he could only hug Shang Lai's neck and bury his red-hot face deeply. down.

"What's wrong, I didn't hug her tightly?" Shang Lai asked.

In fact, he was always uncertain about how to hug Xia Mixun.If the force is too low, you will feel uneasy, and if the distance is slightly exceeded, you will be afraid of pain.Every time you hug someone, always be careful, and always enjoy yourself.Watching the vampire curled up into a small and obedient ball in his arms, happiness turned into substance, filling the originally empty life of God little by little.

"No..." Xia Mixun muttered vaguely, "Magic power... not enough, give me... more magic power..."

Shang Lai kissed his forehead and asked in a low voice, "What should I give you?"

Xia Mixun opened a line of scarlet blood pupils, and closed them lightly, "I don't know..."

"I don't believe it, the baby obviously knows." Shang Lai continued to kiss him, from the eyelashes to the tip of the nose, lingering back and forth.

Under these gentle and harsh questions, Xia Mixun could only murmur a few words in a voice that was almost turned into a worm by embarrassment.If it were him not long ago, he probably never dreamed that one day he would become what he is now, locked in the arms of gods who have always resisted and disgusted, and would be forced to confess even to calm the blood-sucking impulse.

Gu Qiannian, who is secretive and whose heart beats faster just thinking about it.

How can there be such a bad god in the world.

Shang Lai carried him into the room, and continued to ask: "Do you just want magic power?" After asking such a question, Xia Mixun refused to speak, and the tips of the snow-white ears exposed in the silver hair were obviously red.

Fierce Lord is born with a lack of strong colors, and there are chilly cool colors everywhere, but it is also because of this that he can be so honest and extravagantly squandering red.

No one understands this more profoundly than Shang Lai.

I really wanted to hear Xia Mixun's answer, so I could only continue to ask tirelessly. Finally, the person in my arms finally gave him the answer in a voice that was about to cry.

is the answer he wanted.

The perennial flowers by the bedroom window were quietly shining with soft iridescence, and when he noticed that Xia Mixun was looking away from his head, Shang Lai lightly pecked the tip of his nose to make him turn his attention back to himself.

"Since I like it so much, then from now on, I will plant all the everlasting flowers in the Garden of Ultimate Bliss, okay?"

"No, I hate that place." Xia Mixun said softly, "Besides, I don't like Yongliuhua either. I want Yongliuhua only because..."

Shang Lai asked patiently: "Because of what?"

Xia Mixun's nasal voice became more and more serious, and after a while, he said with a little grievance: "Because of you."

"I do not want to forget you."

"I want to remember you forever."

"But now, there's no need to—"

Shang Lai's sudden movement buried the ending sound in the gentle waves.

The light from the wall lamp is as dim as sea water at low tide, flickering against the wall.

The subdued posture cast shadows, covering Xia Mixun's entirety.He has become a butterfly caught in a densely woven spider web. Even if he looks forward to it, he will inevitably be anxious and anxious.

When he was thrown into the clouds, before the dewy feeling of fantasy disappeared, Xia Mixun looked up and looked into the pair of ink pupils surging with strong emotions, stretched out his arms to wrap around the man's neck, and blew out the residual heat mixed with tears. breath sound:

"Shang Lai is a god, really great."

After a long time, I had that dream again.

That dream of apologizing to someone all the time.

The person in the dream is still standing where the light is pouring in, and he is still in the depths of the darkness.

However, this time, the distance between them seemed to be closer, and he seemed to be able to vaguely see the silhouette of that person.

That should be his favorite gentle lines, upright, bright, and delicate, which made him feel warm when he saw it.However, the eyes cast on him by those familiar black pupils were so icy cold, full of awe-inspiring harshness and resentment.

He didn't know what he had done to incur such hatred, but the guilt in his heart was heavy and real, so he could only open his mouth again:

I am sorry.

I am sorry.

sorry……

"sorry--!"

Xia Mixun woke up from the dream gasping for breath, flapping his chilly limbs indiscriminately, instinctively looking for the heat source that hugged him tightly all night.

Shang Lai is not there.

The morning breeze lifted the curtains, and a ray of sunlight came in, dispelling the fluttering drunkenness.

Xia Mixun touched his cheek, and there were still traces of cold tears.However, just like before, he could only realize that he had a nightmare again, and many details in the dream had disappeared like foam on the sea.

With such a slight movement, the joints all over his body felt sore and sleepy, reminding him of what happened last night.Lifting the quilt and taking a look, it was colorful and bustling, it was too horrible to look at.

Shang Lai does not do human affairs.

No, he is not human either.

All kinds of pictures, complete and broken, poured into his mind sporadically, Xia Mixun covered his face blushing, so ashamed that he wished he could die on the spot.

I really can't have this old face of my own.

To put it mildly, it was during the Cold War that they voluntarily defected to the enemy.To put it on a big scale, it is to lose the face of the whole other world.

Just like in the morning after all accidents, Xia Mixun hurriedly dressed, and tiptoed about to escape, but just as he was about to jump off the window sill, Shang Lai came in with breakfast.

"Be careful, don't move around."

Xia Mixun was stunned for a moment, realized that there was something in his words, and said angrily, "This deity is very good, I don't feel anything!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice had fallen and he was extremely hoarse, and the words "no feeling" suddenly became extremely pale and weak.

Putting the dinner plate aside, Shang Lai went around behind him, stretched out his arms to hug him, buried his head in the crescent of his neck, and said in his ear, "Is the Cold War period over? Baby will forgive me now, right?"

Where is this next? !

It's like making him work hard!

Make yourself very satisfied!

Xia Mixun snorted forcefully, "I don't feel it! It's almost like scratching an itch! I almost fell asleep!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xia Mixun wanted to jump off the building even more.He sadly found that he was able to say such words without changing his face or beating his heart. A good vampire was brought into this state by a god!

Shang Lai's face reflected in the window glass was visibly darkened.

Xia Mixun struck while the iron was hot, "This deity has thought of an exclusive title for you, and I can vigorously promote it in your God Realm in the future!"

Shang Lai: "...what is it called?"

Xia Mixun: "Don't ask for help!"

Not very lethal, but extremely insulting.Xia Mixun triumphantly finished dancing in the minefield, and wanted to jump off the building to escape, but his body suddenly lightened, and then he was thrown into the quilt waves where Yu Wen was still there.

The two little paws were grabbed by Shang Lai and pressed on the top of his head. Obviously it didn't take much effort, but it was difficult to break free, making him completely a fish on the knife.But in the face of the bullying man, Xia Mixun still insisted on being mighty and unyielding, and stubbornly shouted: "If you can't do it, you can't do it! If you don't feel it, you don't feel it!"

Mr. Lu Xun once said: "Now the uniform of mimicry has long been broken, showing its true nature. It is really the so-called 'facts speak louder than words'."

After a long period of struggle and verification, Shang Lai finally successfully refuted Xia Mixun's point of view.

temporary.

Holding him in his arms, Shang Lai kissed the slightly sweaty silver shiny hair, and asked in a low voice, "Baby, have you been dreaming lately?"

Xia Mixun was grabbing his mobile phone and secretly changing Shang Lai's note to "God of Itchy Scratch". Hearing his question, he couldn't react for a while, and blurted out: "How do you know?"

Shang Lai said, "Can't I see that you slept peacefully?"

"Oh..." Xia Mixun blushed and gave him a blank look, "I thought you had peeked at my dream... You didn't really peek, did you?"

Shang Lai said calmly: "After meeting you in the world, I never have."

The only time, when the sadist was still asleep, he heard the voice of repeatedly apologizing in his dream.

"I'm quite curious about what kind of knot is worth dreaming for a whole thousand years." Xia Mixun frowned, "Of course, dreaming itself has a great psychological impact on the blood race. The soul has not yet returned to its place, and it is very likely that it is a meaningless disordered dream."

"By the way," he asked Shang Lai curiously, "Can gods dream?"

Shang Lai said: "Gods are the same as human beings, dreaming is a very common thing."

Xia Mixun asked: "What about you?"

Shang Lai smiled, "Probably, occasionally."

never.

During all the years he spent in the Garden of Ultimate Bliss, he never even closed his eyes once. It wasn't that he didn't need to rest, but that he couldn't do it no matter what.

Subconsciously, I always feel that once I fall asleep, I will miss something very important.

At this time, Shenxin came to remind him that it was the director of the soul department responsible for managing human souls.

Lingsi is a social animal with "I'll be in a hurry with anyone who doesn't let me 996", with extremely high work efficiency.Even because he was obsessed with work and neglected his personal life, he was always told by Che Shen behind his back-"Ling Si, there is no one in life, and it is impossible to have one."

However, such an excellent and capable employee was deeply embarrassed for a long time after receiving his task last time, and only now came to report the work results to him.

Shang Lai read the message calmly, but his eyes darkened.

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