When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 82 Mr., your taste is so sweet (30)

"Sir...Mr. woo..." Nan Xing was half crying and half aggrieved, frightened by his own thoughts and actions.

Jing Mo's brows twitched, "What's wrong? I'll throw you out to feed the wolves if you cry again!"

The crying stopped abruptly, and there was only a little vampire who was sobbing lowly, with a red nose, two tearful eyes, and a look of grievance on the small white face.

If he hadn't known that she had half the blood of the blood race in her body, he would have thought that she was just a delicate and weak human little girl.

"If I do something wrong one day, will my husband drive me away?" Nan Xing raised his hand and wiped away his tears.

"It depends on what you did wrong." Jing Mo took the clothes and put them on, and sat cross-legged without losing a trace of grace.

"I... I can't say it." Nan Xing swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"If you can't say it, just go to sleep and think about it tomorrow." Jing Mo's expression was still light.

Nan Xing raised his head, his eyes were wet.

She wanted to sleep too, but she was so hungry. I don't know if it was because she tasted the sweetness last night. The more she thought about it, the more hungry she wanted to bite Mr.

"Sir, can I hold you to sleep?" she prayed eagerly.

Jing Mo looked at her, puzzled.

"You smell good." Nan Xing said expectantly.

"Don't move." Jingmo reluctantly agreed.

"Thank you sir." The two of them lay down again, Nan Xing approached him very lightly, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Jing Mo wrapped his arms around him, closed his eyes and continued to sleep calmly.

I really don't know what is being hypocritical. When she fell asleep, did she not come over to hug him one day?

Nan Xing was a little surprised, then he closed his eyes obediently, and tried his best to smell the delicious smell of Jing Mo to fall asleep.

Probably, the more she smells, the more she will be full.

Jing Mo was also surprised that the little blood clan was able to hold back their hunger tonight?

He stretched out a hand and lightly touched his neck with his fingertips.

[System: Host, murder is a heartbreaker, if Miss Nan Xing knew that she was like this, she would probably cry. 】

【You can't be hungry. 】

Jing Mo smiled, his fingers cut a slit in his neck, allowing blood to flow freely from the wound.

Nan Xing, who was already hungry, followed his taste and approached.

So sweet.

She happily hugged the blood jar in her dream and rolled around, grinning happily.

……

"Nan Xing, this is the invitation letter from Mrs. Sarah, asking me to take you to the banquet tomorrow." Fei Eryi said gently with her daughter.

Since Nanxing became a true half-blood, the other kinsmen have never ridiculed her again. They happily accepted her and invited her to the banquet together.

"Am I going too?" Nan Xing asked.

"Well, this banquet is very grand. I heard that it is to celebrate the birth of a new blood prince, and Lord Jingmo should also go there." Thinking of Jingmo's identity, Fei'eryi replied.

"So Nan Xing is going?"

"Ah."

"Okay, my mother specially prepared a dress for you, come and see." She took her daughter to the room, and the two began to prepare for the banquet.

[System: Host, you should delay the matter of sucking blood for Miss Nan Xing for a few days, otherwise I guess you won't be able to hold the banquet at that time. 】

【Is there a blood clan more delicious than my blood in this world? 】 Jing Mo is a little displeased.

Again and again, this damned racial noble gene.

[System: ... If you can't beat other blood clans at that time, you will be very embarrassed. 】

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