National First Love and His Little Jasmine

The sound of water dripping in the bathroom next to him, Song Shiqing was holding the mobile phone Meng Chuan just got for him in his hand, and fiddled with it strangely.

He first...

The sound of water dripping in the bathroom next to him, Song Shiqing was holding the mobile phone Meng Chuan just got for him in his hand, and fiddled with it strangely.

He first fumbled and downloaded a few commonly used software, and registered an account under the guidance of the smart assistant, but found that he did not have a mobile phone number.

He reluctantly threw the phone aside, leaned back, and fell into the soft bed. Some people who don't understand this world will indulge in such a dull thing, without the slightest aspect of light and brain.

Vampires are different. Although the vampires in this world are also cold-hearted, they are not like the vampires in other worlds. Their minds are full of fighting for the slave human beings, but instead they are preoccupied with sex.want.

So this is a world of flowing emotions. Song Shiqing rubbed the corner of the pillow with his hands, and suddenly remembered that Dracula Meng had many blood slaves in the original world.

The corners of Song Shiqing's originally straight mouth turned down slowly, and the movement of his hands changed from kneading to buttoning the poor piece of fabric.

His heart was like a trapped fallen leaf, below was a basin of stagnant water, and Meng Chuan's restless hands stirred it at will, causing him to experience uncontrollable ups and downs, ups and downs here.

"Sleepy?"

The cold voice in the ear suddenly came, and Song Shiqing was startled. Before he pulled away reflexively, he was embraced by a strong arm into a steamy embrace.

The tip of his nose collided with his cold and hard chest, making his skin crawl.

There was a merciless low laugh above his head, Meng Chuan's tone narrowed, "Shouldn't you be sleepy now?"

As if he thought it was amused, he ran his fingertips through Song Shiqing's soft hair, grabbed the back of his head, and forced his face against his chest to rub and rub.

He was wearing a bathrobe with the collar opened wide, and his voice was soft and seductive.

"Are you more sober?"

Song Shiqing: "..."

It seems that Meng Chuan is no longer satisfied with doing things by himself, and now he is forcing Song Shiqing to do it.

Song Shiqing really couldn't understand this person's eccentricity, he pressed Meng Chuan's hand, and could not bear it anymore and said in a low voice: "Enough."

Meng Chuan held him still.

Song Shiqing felt that the skin close to his face was slowly heating up, and gradually had the body temperature of a normal person.

"If you like this, just say it, why are you so fierce?"

Song Shiqing: "... I like it... I don't like it!"

He really couldn't understand Meng Chuan's brain circuit.

However, he found that Meng Chuan was able to regulate his body temperature by himself, which was amazing.

When he was in the source world, Meng Chuan's body temperature was similar to that of when he was a vampire because of his supernatural power. Song Shiqing was used to it, but it suddenly became hot, which made him a little more uncomfortable.

Meng Chuan couldn't tell the truth from his tone, coupled with Song Shiqing's habitual and honest character, he sighed quietly, and let his body return to the cold state, which is also the most comfortable state.

Song Shiqing's waist was entangled by a pair of slender, white legs. It wasn't heavy, but it felt weird. He said, "Let go of me."

"Why? You agreed to sleep with me today, so you wouldn't sleep if it wasn't for the coffin?"

Meng Chu'an didn't understand what Song Shiqing was thinking, but he knew Song Shiqing's reserve, and while he liked such reserve, sometimes he felt troubled by it.

But this time Song Shiqing didn't pay attention to his already weak emotional bottom line, he said: "I feel uncomfortable and can't sleep."

The strange to indistinguishable feeling was attributed to discomfort by him.

In Meng Chuan's eyes, this matter is very easy to solve.

He generously withdrew his hand, and then slipped into Meng Chuan's arms.

Meng Chuan said seriously: "Then you can hug me, I'm not afraid of discomfort."

After saying that, his hands got dishonestly into Song Shiqing's clothes, and touched his abdominal muscles and waist.

Song Shiqing: "..."

He was about to grab Meng Chuan's troublesome hand when the bed suddenly vibrated.

There were several loud explosions outside, and everything in the house shook.

"What's going on?" He subconsciously hugged Meng Chuan tightly, protecting him in his arms.

Not only were their personalities completely different, but even their body temperature was completely opposite. For the first time, Meng Chuan felt an experience called a sense of security in a person. His heart was so tugged, he blinked his eyes in novelty, and was momentarily stunned and silent.

[It's a vampire hunter. 】

This is where the intelligent assistance system comes into play.

[It was done by the vampire hunter hidden in the vampire castle, but it wasn't the protagonist Gong of the original world. 】

It is true that the protagonist of the original world does not attack only one person in the Vampire Castle, but in the original world line, the rest of the vampire hunters are all assisting the protagonist in the original world's attack. Why is there such a big commotion now?

"I'll go out and see."

Song Shiqing frowned, trying to let go of Meng Chuan and stand up, but Meng Chuan wrapped him around his waist instead.

"Want to watch the fun?"

Meng Chuan's face was pressed against his shoulder, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and a pair of almond eyes looked at him innocently, and he was completely different from the gangster just now.

Song Shiqing couldn't stand him like this, he rolled his eyes, "It's sort of."

"It's okay if I take you there."

A cold hand covered Song Shiqing's eyes, and the corner of his mouth was gently kissed, and the next second the world was turned upside down.

After Meng Chuan let go, Song Shiqing felt a gust of cold wind. He opened his eyes and found that there was nothing around him, and there was a cold iron plate under his body. Looking down, he and Meng Chuan were sitting on the highest floor of the castle. side of the tower.

Meng Chuan hugged him as if asking for compliments, "How is it? The view here is wide, do you like it?"

Looking at the people like black dots below, Song Shiqing remained expressionless, and said dully: "Well, it's quite open."

He even saw the original appearance of the castle. The fog had dissipated, and the surrounding area was surrounded by endless trees and jungles. He could not see the way to come, nor the way to escape.

It does not matter.

The important thing is that he still can't figure out Meng Chuan's strange brain circuit.

Also, "Are you a vampire or a magician? Why did you come up in a flash?"

Even flying is not so fast.

The smart assistant faltered and didn't give an answer, so Song Shiqing simply asked.

However, Meng Chuan just smiled without saying a word, grabbed his hand and put it on his lips to kiss him.

He probably knew he wasn't afraid, so he didn't ask if he was afraid, but instead changed the subject and said, "Do you know what that guy down there is here for?"

Song Shiqing shook his head. No matter how good his eyesight is, he is only a human body now. How can Meng Chuan, a species that is more mysterious than ordinary vampires, know much about it.

What's more, the intelligent assistance is too tasteless.

Meng Chuan said leisurely: "They are here to look for you."

His voice is not as warm as his own, but always ups and downs, full of emotion, and now it is full of yin and yang.

Song Shiqing just felt baffled, he didn't have anyone involved in this world other than Song Xingxing, let alone a vampire hunter, he couldn't get in touch with them.

Meng Chu'an also saw his doubts, and pulled out a mocking smile, "The vampire hunters hiding here are cooperating with the vampire hunters' guild outside, and now they are here... to snatch a marriage?"?

The author says:

It's getting closer and closer to several 'wives' (bushi