Private pet of the reborn Duke

Ming Ye's half-closed eyes moved a little imperceptibly under the eyelids. In fact, he saw and heard everything, just like when he first saw Ming Ling, he pretended to be asleep and half-closed his eyes.

But Ming Ye didn't dare to open his eyes, he didn't know how to face this grown Ming Ling.This young man has his own will, is very assertive, knowledgeable and talented, and is the most talented and courageous human being he has ever seen.

Even though calm is restored now, Ming? Ye is still hungry to go crazy.He really wanted to stop sucking blood, but was tormented by the hunger and thirst in the blood race's nature time and time again and lost his mind. Abuse all kinds of human beings brought back by me, even Ming Ling...

The more Ming Ye thought about it, the more sad he felt. He forgot to hide his actions, and Ming Ling could see the changing expression on his face.

"You've been awake for a long time. Or, you haven't slept at all, but you just don't dare to face it." Ming Ling said calmly, reaching into the silver coffin to hold Ming Ye's hand, "Get up, I don't want to See you hiding in the coffin again."

As he spoke, he pulled Ming Ye out and helped him to sit on the sofa next to him.

Ming Ye raised his head slowly, his eyes returned to azure blue, but they were also a little lighter than before. On the contrary, the white pupils became bigger, and bloodshot eyes were faintly visible on the whites of the eyes.

"Mingling, I can't do it, I'm very hungry, thirsty, and cold..." Seeing Mingling looking into his eyes, Ming? Ye Meng pulled Mingling closer, buried his head on his chest, Almost groaning.

Looking at his decadent appearance, Mingling felt sad for a while. "The Duke Ming Ye, who was always very graceful in the past, was tortured like this by bloodthirsty desires. Is my request too hard?" He thought about it, unconsciously guilty, "As a blood race, He also has no chance to choose, or..."

"Suck my blood." Mingling sighed silently, and stretched her wrist to his mouth.

After a while of silence, Ming Ling's wrist was still pierced by fangs, and the sound of blood flowing filled Ming Ye's mind, like the sound of heaven.

Ming Ling stood quietly until she became dizzy and dizzy.He unconsciously fell backwards, Ming Ye opened his mouth and let go of his wrist to hold him into his arms, his face became the same as his, pale and slightly red.

"I'm sorry, I'm too hungry." Ming Ye looked at Ming Ling's face and half-closed eyes, and said apologetically.

Mingling waved his hand as he expected to signal that it's okay, opened his eyes in a blink of an eye, sat on the sofa and looked at him: "I can eat a little more, but you... I'll go find some classics to read." See if there is any precedent of a blood race becoming a human being, if not, I want to find out!"

As he said that, Ming Ling suddenly untied the pure gold button on his chest, pierced his finger in Ming Ye's puzzled eyes and squeezed it, then immediately took out the prepared small bottle, and poured out Ming Ye's finger Squeezing a few drops of blood into the bottle, he let go of his hand and watched the wound disappear without a trace in an instant.

"You'd better go back to the castle." Mingling looked at Ming? Ye, feeling uneasy again.

Perhaps the blood just now inspired Ming Ye's nature, and the color of his eyeballs began to change again at this moment, and the whiteness was rapidly expanding.

"How dare you..." The unspoken roar disappeared into Mingling's eager kiss, and the small bottle fell to the side, mixing with Mingling's original clothes.

Sensing the changes in Ming Ye's body and his gentle embrace, Ming Ling dared to slowly part his lips, and whispered softly in his ear: "You should let me once in a while, shouldn't you, my dear?" Xuanming?"

Ming Ye felt that the anger that had just surged was completely wiped out by Ming Ling's kiss on her body, and when she heard his slightly coquettish words, she couldn't help showing a gentle smile that she hadn't seen for a long time, lying on the sofa and teasing : "Okay, I'll just let you. However, I don't promise not to resist."

Saying that, Ming Ye raised his hands up, took off his clothes, put his arms behind his head, and looked at the person who was dazed on him: "Is this considered to be reasonable? Or, find a rope tie me up?"

Ming Ling felt dizzy and dizzy, and it took him a long time to realize that he was being molested. He stretched out his hand and squeezed the protruding part of Ming Ye's chest, and said vaguely, "The big meal delivered to your door, I I won't be polite to you", but Ming Ye's lips were already on Ming Ye's chest, causing him to tremble slightly.

Caressing Ming Ye's icy body, Ming Ling became more and more aware of what he was thinking. He devoted himself even more to flattering the Blood Emperor lying under him. He felt the temperature of his body rise slightly, and heard his breathing become heavy, and he regained his composure. Kissed his lips again, whispering his name uninterruptedly: "Xuan Ming".

Ming? Ye has never been kissed and touched by someone so actively. He has the urge to turn over and suppress Mingling to enjoy it wantonly, but remembering what he said just now, he still endured it, and only hugged Mingling with his backhand. Ling deliberately moved his waist and said with a joke: "Your Earl still has this kind of ability, and it is also seen from various classics?"

Ming Ling blushed with an "ah", and leaned behind Ming Ye with his backhand, looking at him with a little embarrassment, but refused to admit defeat: "I don't believe it, only you can suppress me."

The door to the basement was closed, but the silver coffin was still open, and there was a sofa not far away. The twisting figures were reflected on the wall through the candlelight, as if the cold place had become much warmer.

Mingling made a final defense with the only remaining reason: I did this, it has nothing to do with whether he is a blood.Just because I like him and want him, that's all.