Go Through My Demon Host

Chapter 552: Kindred: Your Majesty, spoil yourself! (10)

  Chapter 552 Kindred: Your Royal Highness, Spoil You! (10)

How can a person like this taint him and the white air here?

  The strong killing intent caused Shuo Ran's actions to pause for a moment.

   But I think it is an illusion.

   reached out his hand to pinch Jing Yan by the neck.

  Jing Yan's hand quietly touched the fruit knife on the table.

  It’s just that Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a figure, and paused when he originally wanted to get the fruit knife.

   finally retracted.

  Shuoran's neck was pinched, Jing Yan's breathing was short, his face flushed a bit.

  Suoran is not in a hurry to smoke Jing Yan, but just appreciate Jing Yan's dying state.

gorgeous.

  White-dyed eyes fell on the scene not far away, and a trace of dark and treacherous eyes flashed across the deep and narrow eyes.

  On the delicate jade-like wrist, the dark blood spun off instantly.

  The silver side at the tip was dyed white and held it in his hand.

  In the blink of an eye,

  The dark blood dazzling in the sun like a blood infusion cut off Shu Ran's neck.

  Blood splattered everywhere, spraying everywhere.

   did not splash a trace of Jing Yan on his body.

  Dark Xueling retracted his white wrist again.

   as an ordinary bracelet.

  A silver-white shore in the center exudes enchanting and cool air under the refraction of sunlight.

  Shoran roughly died and didn't understand how he died.

  Jing Yan was no longer restrained by Shuran, and was about to fall to the ground.

  Ranbai moved to Jing Yan's side in an instant, and embraced Jing Yan's waist, so that Jing Yan did not fall to the ground.

  Jing Yan's pale lips raised a satisfying and innocent smile.

  He knew it,

   cares about him for nothing, otherwise, how can he kill the dead man in front of him for him?

  Think of this,

  Jing Yan's heart seemed to be filled, and the dark and treacherous thoughts in his heart disappeared instantly.

very nice.

  Yan Bai ignored the fallen corpse and said to the person next to him, "Take care of the corpse."

  The blood servant lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes, "Yes."

  Ran Bai picked up Jing Yan and walked into the house.

  Jing Yan is weak and can't walk at all.

  On the soft couch,

  A bruise mark on Jing Yan’s slender and white neck ruined the beauty.

  Dye Bai's long and narrow eyes stared at Jing Yan's neck for a moment.

  "Isn't it unsightly?" A trace of anxiety flashed across Jing Yan's eyes, her hand with well-knotted joints unconsciously blocked the bruise on her neck, her mood was a bit depressed, "You can't dislike me."

  Danbai's expression is indifferent and mysterious, with long silver-white hair draped over her shoulders, her lips lightly opened with weeping blood, "I don't dislike it."

   is just three words dyed white and cold, but it is enough to make Jing Yan extremely happy.

   Dyed white and jade-like fingertips, gently rubbing the bruise on Jing Yan's neck with gentle movements.

  The cold touch caused her skin to tremble, and Jing Yan's body trembled unconsciously.

   "Does it hurt?" Ran Bai asked lightly.

   "It doesn't hurt." Jing Yan said immediately. Above the juvenile's delicate jade face was a happy smile, raising a pair of shallow dimples, "You are there."

  The white expression did not change for a moment because of Jing Yan’s flowers, her voice was cold and demon-controlled, with a touch of laziness,

   "Next time, don't do this."

  Dye Bai's indifferent tone made the smile on Jing Yan's face pause.

  Next time, no need to do this?

   Did she know that she did it on purpose?

  Jing Yan looked at Ranbai's cold and demon-chilled expression, but could not see any emotions.

   drooping his furry head, "No way."

   Dye Bai gave a casual "um".

  Slightly cold thin lips covered Jing Yan's neck.

  I don’t know if it was intentional or unintentional. That place happened to be bruised.

  Jing Yan's body was stiff for a while, and he dared not move.

  Ran Bai bites Jing Yan's neck, the sweet blood exudes silent temptation.

  After smoking, the tip of the white-dyed tongue licked Jing Yan’s bite mark.

    3 more, the next one, at eight o'clock in the evening.

    

   

  (End of this chapter)

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