What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 83 83. Do you believe in learning martial arts?
What Ying Sitong thinks, Xia Yuan can know it as soon as he thinks about it.

The Kindred has a heartfelt desire for his blood.

After being drunk, the vampire didn't know if he could control himself.

What if he accidentally inhaled too much and caused his death?
Xia Yuan thought for a while, and felt that he couldn't sit still and wait for death.

Ying Sitong was very strong, but fortunately she was a little drunk, Xia Yuan felt that she still had the strength to fight.

A series of MMA moves taught by Brother Qiang flashed through his mind.

"What we are going to teach today is the floor action in MMA, which is mainly used for weak against strong and being knocked down by others..."

Boom.

Brother Qiang's voice seemed to ring in his ears.

The lightning exploded in Xia Yuan's mind, and he memorized all the moves.

……

The outside is covered with thick snowflakes.

The shadow of the moon was fading, shining brightly on the window.

The two figures staged a battle between the strongest human beings and blood races in the room.

锁！
Unlock!

Lock again!

Unlock it again!
……

A clatter.

The two fell heavily to the ground.

Finally unable to bear it anymore, the Simmons in the hotel collapsed together with the bed board below.

Ying Sitong coughed twice, sat on the ground, and looked at Xia Yuan blankly.

She hiccupped, visibly vomiting.

"I just want to hug you, don't you?"

"I……"

Xia Yuan opened his mouth, his old breath was stuffed in his chest and he couldn't get it out.

If you had said earlier about this?
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The night passed and nothing happened.

Ying Sitong vomited all night, all the bile came out.

In order to take care of her, Xia Yuan didn't sleep, and was exhausted.

In this case, nothing can happen.

What's more, the bed board has collapsed.

Facing the collapsed bed board, Xia Yuanying Sitong put it back on the mattress and continued to cover her with the quilt.

Although Ying Sitong is much more awake, she suffers from severe headaches, wanting to sleep but not being able to fall asleep is the most painful.

After a while, amidst the rustling (xī xī sū sū) sound of Xia Yuan cleaning, the beautiful young woman of the blood race reluctantly fell asleep.

Xia Yuan cleaned up the vomit on the floor, and then sat on the mattress.

A mattress without a bed frame can only be called a tatami.

It should be thankful that Ying Sitong didn't show [-]% of his skills, otherwise the half floor might not be able to defend.

When Xia Yuan got into the quilt, a warm current surged out from inside.

In fact, people's needs are also very simple. It is enough to have a quilt that can warm the body on a freezing night.

He looked sideways at Ying Sitong, as if a white moonlight shone into his heart.

The beautiful young woman of the blood race lay her head sideways on the tatami, with her right hand under her face, her expression was peaceful and peaceful.

Her body curled up like a kitten.

There was still some sweat on her fair skin, and a strand of hair was wet and stuck to her face, making her look very charming.

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, wondering what she dreamed about.

Just a murmur now and then.

Xia Yuan just felt that her heart was about to melt. When she fell asleep, Ying Sitong could definitely be called an angel.

He looked at her, his heart beat faster and his mouth was dry.

Ying Sitong's lips were slightly parted, and the full and three-dimensional lip line looked so alluring.

Xia Yuan's heart moved, and he bent down.

However, he hesitated, and finally just touched her forehead lightly with his lips.

Look at the time is already more than 3 o'clock in the morning.

Xia Yuan frowned slightly, it was time to sleep.

A sense of tiredness came over him, and he lay down peacefully.

After sleeping for a while, he found that something was wrong, and after wiping it with his hands, he realized that he was not wearing long johns.

Not to mention, the pantyhose is a bit hot.

"hiss……"

When he took off the thermal pantyhose, the pain caused his whole heart to twitch.

In this case, a scientific explanation is——

The friction between the leg hair and the pantyhose generated static electricity, which caused the leg hair, which should have been flat and smooth, to harden and get stuck in the mesh of the pantyhose.

This sudden tug, that sourness, is almost like using hair removal stickers. (Don't ask how the author knows, it's discordant to ask.)
Xia Yuan finally lay down and faced Ying Sitong face to face.

He looked at it for a moment, then turned and turned his back to her.

Because I am afraid that if I look at it again, I will not be able to bear it.

I don't know how long it has passed, Xia Yuan was in a daze, half asleep and half awake, Ying Sitong's face was pressed against his back.

"Um……"

The beautiful young woman of the blood race gently rubbed her face against his back, and finally put her chin on his shoulder.

"very nice."

Maybe it's because she carried her around outside the house before, but now she feels nostalgic for Xia Yuan's back.

After a while, Ying Sitong whispered, "Father."

At the same time, two trickle tears flowed from the corners of her eyes and wet Xia Yuan's neck.

Xia Yuan's heart twitched, this guy probably dreamed of his father, and regarded his back as a blood clan father-in-law of more than 1800 years.

"Now I don't call him father, I want to call him father."

"Father." Ying Sitong lowered her head and sniffed at his hair.

……

Xia Yuan got out of the bed, dressed himself, and put Ying Sitong on his back.

He covered the two of them with a thick down jacket outside, and then took the elevator downstairs with Ying Sitong on his back.

The moonlight fell from the sky, reflecting the snow on the ground brightly.

Under the moonlight, the two of them walked slowly in the snow.

At the end of the wind and snow, it seems that the whole world is still the same as it was more than 1800 years ago.

Ying Sitong crawled on Xia Yuan's shoulder, with a sweet smile on his lips.

At night, Ying Sitong had a dream——

She dreamed that there really was such a thing as a moonlight box in the world.

So she took Xia Yuan back to the ancient times. In the era of wars and warlords, she and Xia Yuan found their lost parents.

then……

……

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, Xia Yuan called the front desk of the hotel.

When the customer service staff came to get it, their eyes widened.

"Oh, my little wolf master, the bed has collapsed."

Xia Yuan held his forehead in pain.

……

The customer service staff checked it and said that the bed could not be repaired, so they could move one from the vacant room first.

But the damaged Qian Xiayuan had to pay compensation to the hotel.

After a while, the customer service staff moved a bed over.

The quilts and mattresses were all made, and they left.

Before leaving, the customer service staff repeatedly asked them to be moderate at night and not to break it again.

Xia Yuan expressed his gratitude to them with a sincere and bitter smile.

Do you believe me when I say it's a martial arts competition?
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Happy Valentine's Day!
It won't be Valentine's Day in a few minutes. I hope everyone will have a baby early, and every year will have today and every year.

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The starting point is the first release, the new book issue, asking for favorites, recommendation tickets, investment, rewards, and role comparisons.

thank.

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