Chapter 101 A strange feeling

His body was very stiff, as if he had been lit by someone.

Seeing him like this, Xihe was about to escape again. He never thought that as soon as he left his lips, Qingmian moved again, but this time he moved not fiercely. He just pressed her shoulders and lowered her head and pressed her lips steadily. With a slight squeeze, blood gushed out of the biting small mouth. His tongue gently swept it into his mouth, and a heavy and depressing panting suddenly came out of the throat.

Before Xihe could react, he roared and increased the sucking force. His tongue inadvertently broke into her mouth and stirred hard. A string in Xihe's brain broke. Damn it, and the mouth was not broken, why are you coming in?!

Originally, I just stabilized him first, but I didn’t expect that I would be kissed by a tongue!Although Qingmian didn't mean it, she felt that it was strange and quickly struggled hard.

In fact, as early as when she pressed his lips, the blood on his lips made his eyes regain his consciousness. In fact, Qingmian couldn't tell whether it was for blood or something else. She did it in a devil's way.

His blood was boiling, but he still suppressed it. His heartbeat was extremely fierce, which he could not restrain.

In fact, normally he will not lose his mind, but this time he is suppressed for a long time and will rebound even more.

A long time ago, Qingmian didn't believe what the clan said at all. He also went back to drink Linghe Blood on time every month, but last time he was entangled and didn't have time to rush back. He had no choice but to break into the nearest inn and met her sucking her blood. Originally, he thought that he could break the shackles and let humans be masters, and so on, so he would let him die. Unfortunately, after returning to the clan, he found that Linghe Blood was useless. No matter how much he drank, he seemed to have not drunk it. He became more and more thirsty. He didn't believe in evil and endured it desperately, and it was still the same until three months passed.

In the fourth month, he couldn't bear it anymore and had to come to her, which was why he suddenly appeared by her.

After being suppressed by him, Xihe struggled for a while and felt exhausted. His tongue hurt, and he also tried to breathe through his nostrils to prevent him from suffocating.

Perhaps the wound just now was not bleeding, and before she could react, the pain on her lips was hurt again. The bite was not too heavy, but Xihe felt that his body was as if he had been electrocuted and could not help but tremble all over.

Why are these damn two still not here?!

Xihe, who was staring at the door, was almost in flames. Finally, when she was about to despair, the door was kicked open, and the moonlight fell in and illuminated the two on the ground.

Seeing them clearly, Liang An and Qinghuan, dressed in bed, were both in place, with a faint smell of blood in the room, but in their eyes were the two people kissing on the ground.

Somehow, both of them felt a little chill, but Qinghuan couldn't help but step forward and wanted to push Qingmian away. Unexpectedly, he held Xihe, who was already weak all over, and turned over and sat on the bed, staring at their lips, but never left.

Frightened by his blood-red eyes, Liang An quickly thought of the legendary blood clan, but Xihe's gesture of asking for help also made him draw his sword and rush forward.

After being besieged by the two, Qingmian could no longer ignore it, so he reluctantly let go of Xihe first and deal with the two.

The room was small, and the three of them were afraid of hurting Xihe, so they were all concerned about their movements, but in contrast, Qingmian was soon stopped by the two of them, and they directly tapped his acupoint in case Liang An.

Liang An stood beside Qingmian staring at him, and Qinghuan immediately went to Xihe and watched her slowly climb up.

Her lips were swollen and tall, especially those two wounds, which made Qinghuan feel murderous.

After a few breaths, Xihe took a rest. She frowned and glanced at Qingmian, who could not move but glanced at her. His eyes were still red. The blood just now must have just entered the sea. She had thought of making a bowl for him to put a bowl, but as soon as she thought of cutting a part of her body, she would feel uncomfortable all over. She would rather let him bite his wrist and suck it out for pleasure.

He is actually a blood clan?It seems that the legend is true... Liang An observed Qingmian for a while, murmured, and then his eyes fell on Xihe again, and he sucked your blood...

Xihe didn't make any noise, and these are all facts and nothing to say.

Qinghuan held her slightly, and saw her fumble and gestured at her wrist with a dagger. She was immediately shocked.

what are you up to?

Shaking his head, Xihe was too lazy to even speak now, and he had no strength at all.

She was always afraid of pain, but most of the time she faced the situation she did not allow her to take a step back, gritted her teeth and cut her wrist with a knife. Xihe felt that the knife was like it was slashing on her heart, and a sharp pain rushed into the bottom of her heart.

The blood soon poured out. Qinghuan wanted to stop the bleeding from her in panic, but she shook her head to stop her. She helped me over... or brought him over.

Liang An immediately understood what she meant and pulled Qingmian over directly, without untiing the acupoints, making him half-kneel in a strange position.

Xihe put his wrist to his lips and leaned slightly against Qinghuan.

Qinghuan hadn't reacted yet, but he just stood up straight as he leaned against Xihe with conditioned reflex. When he reacted, he didn't dare to move around. He sat there like a sculpture.

Qingmian's lips pressed against her skin, sucking some sweet blood. From time to time, his tongue moved slightly and licked Xihe, he would bounce like he was stabbed by a needle. Over time, before Xihe could even wait for Xihe to say something, the two of them could not stand it anymore when they looked at them.

You just suck blood and be honest!

Every time Xihe moved, Qinghuan she leaned against was the most sensible. He was already in his heart, and from time to time he could also jump and he felt aroused in his heart, wishing he could drag Qingmian out to beat him up.

Hearing the words, Qingmian's movements became much smaller. He lowered his eyelids and couldn't see the look in his eyes. They thought he was not awake yet, so he didn't say anything.

The movements just now were licked unconsciously, and he also saw that she was a little afraid of the pain and began to try to control her tongue from touching the wound.

Time passed slowly and his emotions gradually settled down. Although it was still much worse, Qingmian pushed her wrist away and Qinghuan immediately wrapped the wound.

During this period, Xihe fell asleep unknowingly and did not wake up at this moment. Qinghuan carefully placed her flat on the bed and covered her with a quilt. Finally, she glared at Qing Mian, who had returned to normal, and went out with Liang An.

In the dark space, Qingmian stared at the sleeping face and gently licked her lips, reaching out to cover her heart.

What has changed unknowingly.