Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 189 You are very sweet to bite (20)

Roy suffers from severe anemia, he is very picky about blood, he would rather be hungry than suck the blood of others.

The housekeeper was worried about his fault, he was a prince, his blood was pure and noble, and there were countless blood clans running around looking for him.

However, even if he found a girl with extremely mellow and sweet blood for him, he would still feel sick and nauseated.

Hunger will weaken the body of the vampire, so in order to slow down the rate of weakening, Roy chose to sleep to minimize energy consumption.

But that night, he was awakened from the coffin by the girl's extremely sweet blood breath.

The king, who had been sleeping for several years, opened his eyes and saw the panicked girl who broke into the castle by accident.

Fate in general.

"Okay," Ji Ge agreed, thought for a while, and added: "Don't suck too much blood, or I won't have the strength to go to school tomorrow."

The girl brushed away her long light chestnut hair, revealing a slender and fair neck.

On the snow-colored and crystal-clear skin, the imprint of roses bloomed meanderingly.

The corner of the boy's lips hooked slightly, and he responded.

The sharp fangs pierced the girl's skin, the pain was not strong, but what Ji Ge felt more deeply was the stimulation that ran all over her body.

With bright red cheeks, she grabbed the corner of Roy's clothes, bit her lips tightly, and tried her best not to make any strange noises.

The young man's beautiful fingers gently embraced the girl's waist, and the silver hair fell down and scattered around the girl's neck.

The round eyes were covered with a layer of moist water, and the ends of the eyes were slightly red, as if they had been crying, showing a lovely and moving visual perception.

In the deep night, the sound of swallowing could be faintly heard.

Fearing that Ji Ge would lose too much blood, Roy put away his fangs in time.

Due to the loss of blood, Ji Ge's head was a little dizzy.

She took a few breaths, and was about to say something, but was sealed by the young man's lips.

The fingers lifted the chin slightly, helping the girl who hadn't reacted to cooperate with the movement.

The lips were warm and soft, plundering her breath inch by inch.

Ji Ge barely blinked his eyes, Crow Feather's long eyelashes trembled, and he clearly felt the temperature on his lips.

The blood race has no body temperature, its body is cold, and its tentacles seem to be touching a piece of jade.

Ji Ge stretched out his hand and put his arms around the boy's neck.

The slightly cool and soft skin is delicate and smooth like cherry blossom petals, and the short hair is fluffy and well-behaved in the palm of the hand, and the strands are as beautiful as silver strings.

Before Ji Ge was out of breath, Roy let her go in time.

The young man stroked her slightly red and swollen lips with his fingers, and thoughtfully said: "You have to practice hard, you can't even breathe."

Ji Ge hammered Roy's chest in embarrassment, and said fiercely: "Shut up and go to sleep."

Seeing that Ji Ge was about to get angry if he continued talking, Roy shut his mouth obediently.

The night passed smoothly.

When Ji Ge woke up, Roy was no longer in the dormitory.

The alarm clock was set a bit late, Ji Ge hurriedly washed up, and ran to the classroom panting, finally she was not late.

After class, Wen Yao rarely took the initiative to walk to Ji Ge's table and handed her a box of cranberry biscuits.

"You made it yourself?" Ji Ge put it away in surprise: "Thank you."

"No," Wen Yao explained, "I bought it from outside. I saw that you like sweets very much."

"Thank you anyway." So far, the hero has never enjoyed the snacks from the heroine, Ji Ge is satisfied: "There are too many cookies, can I give some to An An?"

　Four more, finally finished writing (ω)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)