kiss the night

It was the stomach that hurt the most.

The knife wound, a sharp weapon pierced the skin and made a deep hole. It seemed that the wound had been wounded for a while, and it was torn apart again before it healed.The blood slowly flowed from the wound to the deep. Although the flow was slow, the blood could not stop. Yan Zhao half knelt beside the bed, ignoring other things, and carefully cut the shirt on Laurenting's body with scissors.

The conditions of the motel are very poor. The only good thing is that the first aid kit in the room is fairly complete. Most of the passengers staying here are street kids. Therefore, the prepared first aid kit can help.

Yan Zhao had never bandaged such a serious trauma. He was very careful when applying medicine to the wound, but he still heard Laurentine's low gasp.

"Does it hurt?" Yan Zhao asked.

"It hurts." The vampire prince leaning on the bed replied honestly, his voice was mixed with the sound of rain outside the window and the sound of lightning and thunder, and it became a little blurred, like an old record that was a bit old, "It hurts." , but it's bearable." He put one hand on Yan Zhao's head, and rubbed his hair, like stroking a house cat.

Yan Zhao's hands paused, he really wanted to ask the prince at this moment, why he was so injured and still wanted to do something here.

But Yanzhao still didn't ask in the end, he was not stupid, of course he knew why Laurentine had to rush to the other side of the ocean after suffering such a serious injury - he was worried about himself.It is like a superior who is worried about his successor, and like a lover who is worried about the person he cares about.

"This pain will make me realize that I'm still alive, Zhao." Laurentine looked away from Yan Zhao and fell out of the window, "Quentin Royce's power cannot be underestimated, it's all because of him He uses some means outside the rules, but even so, he will still lose in the end, because the reason why the rules are called rules is because their existence can make a thing last for a long time."

Yan Zhao raised his eyes and could see his expression from the corner of his eye. It was a kind of indifference, completely devoid of imaginary anger or frustration. Even though the prince encountered such extreme provocations in his own territory, he still did not let go of his expression. An innate reserve and pride.

"If I were you, after facing such an incident, I would reflect on whether the rules I made need to keep pace with the times. Sometimes 'change' is not a bad thing." Yan Zhao bowed his head, and he will The clean gauze was reattached to Laurentine's wound, and he couldn't help touching it twice with his fingertips, as if he was probing, and also as if he was expressing his pity for the lying prince.

"You think so." Laurentine smiled, "This is indeed the speculative thinking that a qualified heir needs to possess... But, Zhao, why didn't you care whether I won the battle from the beginning to the end? ?”

"...Because I believe in you."

When Yanzhao said these words, he suddenly felt that the breath that had been in his throat these days was coming out, and the feeling of exhaustion invaded after he knew it. He lay on Laurenting's chest, carefully Avoid that wound.

He heard the heart beating in the prince's chest, just like any ordinary human being, it is alive, surging and full of vitality, even though the owner of this heart has been walking in the long river of history for a long time, in the end he still He Yanzhao appeared in the same time and space, opened those blue jewel-like eyes, and looked at him calmly.

Love is always mutual.

Yan Zhao could feel it.

This is the first time in his more than ten years of life that he has clearly realized that he is a loved one.His biological parents abandoned him, his adoptive father lied to him, Si's parents fooled him, and Si Qi... After cheating him of a little bit of innocence in his teenage puberty, he quickly showed him his domineering and vicious true face.

"It's always easy for a freshman like you to deliver his sincerity." Laurentine propped himself up, held Yan Zhao's face in his hands, and lamented exaggeratedly, "Why don't you know if I have something for you?"

"What do you want?" Yan Zhao asked.

At the moment when his voice fell, the prince on the bed suddenly grabbed his chin forcefully, and leaned forward, piercing the skin of Yan Zhao's neck with his fangs, sucking and sucking his blood.

"I want your blood..."

Yanzhao dodged backward reflexively, but quickly controlled his behavior. He brought his neck to Laurentine's mouth so that the prince could drink it better... Yes, indeed As Laurentine once taught him, the charm of vampires is the most seductive weapon. No one will reject them because of their beauty, desire, erratic love, or something deeper that needs to explore the philosophy of life.

People admired the immortal body, and sacrificed their souls to the night for this.

Indulgence, ego, indulging in illusion.

All those things that are contrary to the teachings are a fatal attraction at certain moments, which are bad, but they are also unavoidable - what is even more unavoidable is falling in love with someone, which is irrational Things, Yan Zhao even felt that if Laurentine wanted to drain all the blood from his whole body today, he would nod in agreement.

But the reason why he indulged that prince's behavior was also because of "trust".

Laurentine licked and licked his punctured wound, and then kissed him with his blood-stained lips. He put his lips next to Yan Zhao's ear and smiled softly: "Zhao, you asked me what I want from you What did you get from me, now I will answer you——

"I want your blood, and I want your kiss."

It was like thousands of fireworks blooming in his mind. At this moment, Yan Zhao couldn't even hear the howling wind and roaring thunder outside the window. If he hadn't taken into account Laurentine's wounds, he thought, they would definitely have talked about the matter between their lovers. Go to the end.

However, they ended up just falling asleep.

Laurentine hugged the young man beside him tightly and closed his eyes—this was the most peaceful sleep he had in so many days, and he could feel the wound on his stomach gradually healing.

This should be thanks to Yan Zhao, who contributed his precious blood with the power of "fangs", which is a treasure for any vampire.

Of course, for Laurentine, Yan Zhao itself is a treasure.

At dawn, Yan Zhao woke up next to Laurentine, and he suddenly found that sharing the bed with the prince was nothing to be afraid of. After all, the prince was very honest when he slept, and his breathing was steady. There was almost no sound, like a Sleeping Beauty falling asleep in a wooden coffin.