The protagonist wants to steal my script again

Although the process was a bit tortuous, but no matter what, Effiete finally left that day intact and human.

During these three days, An Minghui initially got used to the daily routine of being a vampire. It's okay to be out at night, but he hasn't fully gotten used to the fact that he feeds on fresh blood.

The taste buds of the vampires are different from those of human beings, and the blood will not feel unbearably salty after entering the mouth. What he needs to overcome is only subjective psychological problems.

But before he can fully overcome some of the psychological barriers to drinking his blood, it's time to meet Effit and officially become a vampire who has taken refuge in humans.

This plan was secretly given to him by Norman, and no other blood race knew about it, so he also left after the night came by going out to find a new blood slave for His Royal Highness——Norman His territory is still a little far away from Broad Town, and even with the movement speed of the blood race, he has to go early.

He was wrapped in a black cloak, and the wide hood completely covered his pale face. He walked all the way to the west gate of Broad Town, and saw a man standing there with an oil lamp in his hand from a distance.

In this era when vampires were not legends, night was a symbol of danger, and almost no one would go out casually after nightfall, so Effie was the only one besides the two guarding soldiers at the gate of the town at this time.

An Minghui was a little surprised by this, because he said before that he would wait for Effiete to come here, so he came here ahead of time, but he didn't expect that the other party would arrive earlier than himself.

Seeing a man with such suspicious clothes approaching, the two guards immediately showed vigilance, and one of them asked Effie respectfully: "Sir, is this the man you are waiting for?"

"That's right, he's a little shy, so he always wraps himself tightly when he goes out." Effiete replied with a gentle smile, and then walked forward to greet An Minghui with the oil lamp in his hand, "Good evening, Ann."

"Good evening." An Minghui nodded, followed Effiete into the city gate, and heard the other side say "Thanks for your hard work" to the two soldiers, and he was personally led by Effiete. Those who entered the city did not receive any interrogation and inspection.

After entering the city, the surrounding area is still very quiet. Broad Town is already a bustling town, but the streets that are too deserted and quiet after nightfall still give people the illusion of dilapidation and desolation.

After passing the guard level, An Minghui had the leisure to take a closer look at the appearance of the protagonist at this time.

The wound on Effiete's forehead has been carefully pasted with gauze, and he is wearing a tailored dark blue long windbreaker. The soft and clean blond hair hangs obediently on his shoulders, and his blue eyes seem to always be With a refreshing smile, he was holding an oil lamp that was exactly the same as the one he had brought to the basement before, like a pampered gentleman—if you ignore the two silver pistols on the other side's waist if.

"I didn't know your preferences in advance, so I prepared your room on my own for the time being. If you think there is anything inappropriate after reading it, you can tell me."

"It seems that I have to say thank you in advance." Faced with this hospitable attitude, An Minghui was somewhat uncomfortable, "I never thought you would really believe what a vampire said."

"Vampire?" Effett chuckled, as if responding to a funny joke, using the tacit bridge between the two of them to tease, "I thought I was welcoming a person who was greeted by God tonight." What about the little angel that was left behind?"

"...You are really humorous."

"Why are you so indifferent? Haven't we already reached an agreement to become partners, you don't need to use honorifics to me at all."

Frowning in distress, Effiete thought for a moment, then as if he had figured something out, he happily reached out and grabbed An Minghui's arm to make him stand still with him, then looked straight into his eyes , suggested: "Most people like to use food and carnival to get closer. Now this time is not suitable for impromptu banquets, so how about letting me provide you with food? You come from there, the time should be Didn't have time to eat?"

While talking happily, Effiete had already unbuttoned the top buttons of his windbreaker, and pulled the collar that was neat and tidy, revealing the fair neck with some scars under the clothes, and his eyes were fixed Staring at him intently: "Come on, I promised to provide you with food."

"...?!" Shocked by the protagonist's bold and unrestrained style, An Minghui didn't know what expression to make for a moment, so he could only stiffly remind the other party to pay attention to the occasion, "This is on the street."

If any family happened to come to their bedside right now and witness the scene of the chief hunter being sucked by a vampire, there would be a great commotion.

"It's a good thing to be cautious, but you're too careful." Effett didn't care, and seemed to take a disapproving attitude towards what he was worried about, and even winked at him with ease, "Who would think that the chief hunter Will we be sucked obediently and not resist? Even if we are seen, at most we will think that we are a pair of same-sex lovers who can't wait, it's no big deal."

Effiete's eyes and expression looked very serious, not like he was joking, but An Minghui felt even more confused.Because he remembered that in the original plot, Effiete would not let the original owner really bite his neck or wrist, but would personally draw out the blood with a needle tube every time, put it into a cup and hand it to the original owner.

I have never seen a vampire hunter who took the initiative to show his neck to a vampire and persuaded the other party not to worry so much.

"Are you a little too reassured about me?" Can't help but wonder if Effiete is using this to test himself, An Minghui couldn't help but take a half step back, and at the same time deliberately opened his mouth to reveal that he is different from humans "Being bitten into the throat by a vampire, even you will die before you resist."

Effie smiled gracefully and calmly, followed his footsteps and took a step forward, narrowing the distance between the two of them again: "Since we want to be partners, we must naturally give them the most basic trust."

"Besides, you're not going to kill me, are you?"

After finishing speaking, Effie raised his free hand, pressed An Minghui's head to his neck involuntarily, and urged gently as if coaxing a disobedient child: "Quick, bite down!" Come on, taste if my blood is to your liking."

Through a thin layer of skin, An Minghui almost felt that he could smell the sweet fragrance of fresh blood, which would make the vampires instinctively want to show their fangs.

According to the standards of the vampires, Effiete's blood is undoubtedly very delicious, which was enough for them to know from the smell of the blood during the interrogation before, but at that time the proud vampires disdain to regard their prisoners as enemies Just enjoy the delicious food.

Now being buried on someone else's neck with the back of his head pressed, An Minghui, who had slept for a whole day and had not had time to eat, was stimulated by the smell of fresh blood and warm body temperature and subconsciously opened his mouth slightly, almost the next moment. Seconds, Effiete, who sensed his movement, pressed down again.

The tip of the tooth finally pierced the skin, and as the warm blood stained the tip of his tongue, he finally couldn't help but bite down hard, causing more blood to flow into his mouth.

"Ah..." With the pain of the skin being punctured, Effie couldn't help but let out a sigh of joy and emotion, and closed his eyes to feel the feeling of blood gradually draining from his body.

Unlike the lower vampires, vampires can make the blood-sucked prey feel no less than sexual pleasure when they enjoy their prey, as long as they want to.

It's a pity that when the original owner was sucked by Norman because the other party was too urgent and rough, he didn't experience that wonderful feeling, while An Minghui has always been patient and considerate enough.

"Ah...an..."

The hand holding the oil lamp unconsciously let go, and Effiete ignored the oil lamp that fell on the ground, but covered his mouth with his free hand, trying not to make too loud a sound, And the other hand was still pressing on the back of An Minghui's head.

With the loss of blood, Effie's panting also became short, his eyes gradually became foggy, and he looked at the sparse stars in the sky absently, but the corner of his mouth gradually raised a smile.

——Danger, pain, pleasure... So this is the feeling of being sucked blood by your own little vampire.

——It was much more enjoyable than expected.

An Minghui didn't suck a lot of blood, so he let go of his mouth soon after, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick the small blood holes according to the habit of the vampires, and looked up after watching them heal.

"Don't you use more?" Compared to him who was eating, the human as the prey seemed to be a little bit unsatisfied. "This feeling is much better than I imagined."

"I suggest that you don't have such thoughts." An Minghui took out a handkerchief and wiped off the blood stained on his lips, pretending to turn his head away from Effiete naturally, "It's not a good thing to be preyed by blood clans, and Lesser vampires only feel pain when they eat."

"That's not necessarily a bad thing, your movements are too gentle, it makes me itchy, and if you are too comfortable, you will be addicted." Effiete tidied his clothes, and pointed at himself with his fingers while speaking. He puffed up some parts, and then put his index finger in front of his lips. With a gentle and tolerant look, he smiled and said to him, "It's a bit embarrassing, so I hope this can be a secret between us. .Next time you can be rougher."

"..." Not knowing how to answer at all, the blushing Mr. Vampire turned around on the dark street, ignoring that he didn't know the way, and continued walking forward without saying a word.

He heard an indistinct laugh from behind, followed by a rush of footsteps chasing after him, and the shadow elongated by the light of the oil lamp cast on the ground in front of him.

An Minghui watched the shadow gradually catching up to him, and wanted to raise his hand to cover his face.