Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The girl's fingertips were close at hand, and now he could taste the blood just by lowering his head slightly.

His Majesty the blood race was in a trance for a while.

The lilac eyes gradually deepened, and the cold white fingertips slowly held the little hand of the girl.

He lowered his eyes, pursed his thin lips for a moment, and then bent down.

It is difficult for the blood race to resist the taste of blood, and this is the first time Ilo has come into contact with blood at such a close distance, even if he has never eaten it, it is somewhat difficult to refuse.

He caught the blood drop.

The smell of blood made His Majesty the blood clan stunned for a moment, and then, the sweetness made his calm lavender eyes a little strange and confused joy.

The taste of blood is very sweet, similar to the taste he imagined.

Even if he is noble as His Majesty of the blood clan, for the first time, he understands the reason why the blood clan is obsessed with blood.

His eyelashes dropped, looking at the wound on Feng Qian's finger.

There is gradually healing.

At the same time, a strange numbness rippled from the fingertips.

Feng Qian blinked and looked down again, just like the other party helped her to remove the red marks and pain from the handcuffs on her wrist before.

The girl raised her eyes, but met the other's lilac eyes.

There was starlight in those eyes, and at this moment, the eyes seemed to be godless, with a bit of daze, staring at her quietly.

Yiluo's eyes gradually moved down and landed on the corner of the girl's lips.

There, there is a little blood drop.

He paused, raised his hand involuntarily, and gently held the girl's little face with his white fingertips.

With the blood drop in his eyes, he was a little stunned.

That smell is extremely attractive to the blood race.

Holding his face like this, Feng Qian was also a little stunned.

Afterwards, I only saw His Majesty the blood clan in front of him, and slowly bent down and covered him.

Yiluo didn't let go of that star-like blood bead.

There was a calm look in his lavender eyes.

The excitement of having just tasted blood was caught in his eyes.

The sweet scent of blood melted in the mouth and filled the air, which made His Majesty the blood clan squinted happily.

He slowly backed away, his eyes were filled with unfamiliar emotions, and he just said something along the lines of his heart: "Sweet."

Feng Qian blinked, her fingers touching the corners of her lips.

Is this... dear?

"Your Majesty, kiss me?"

His Majesty the blood clan was stunned for a while, not quite understanding Feng Qian's words.

After a long while, he asked the girl in a clear and pleasant voice: "What is a kiss?"

Hearing this, Feng Qian blinked his eyes in surprise.

Fragment actually didn't know what pro meant.

Feng Qian looked up at the other party and explained, "It's... just like you did just now."

His Majesty the Blood Race stared at the girl quietly, nodded, and asked, "Are you sucking blood?"

Feng Qian: "..."

blood sucking?

Feng Qian paused and decided to demonstrate for himself.

She stood on tiptoe, her small hand grabbed the shoulders of His Majesty the blood clan, leaned over gently, and took a sip.

Then go back obediently.

Feng Qian said seriously: "That's it."

His Majesty the blood clan blinked innocently, a hint of doubt slipped through the lavender eyes, and the light in his eyes was as clear as that of a child.

His Majesty the Blood Race, who has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, is still as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

Never even drank blood.

"I understand." His Majesty the blood race said seriously, "It's like this, right?"

Saying that, the snow-white shadow covered him.

The silver hair of His Majesty the Blood Race shrouded the girl's thin shoulders like a waterfall.

There is a nice scent of roses in the air.

There was a touch of coldness on the lips.

After touching it lightly, the man opposite stood up and looked down at the girl, with a very ordinary look in her lavender eyes.

It's like... the movement the other party just did is just like a primary school student imitating the teacher's movement, just wanting to practice and confirm.

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, and her beautiful long eyelashes blinked.

The pale face was dyed a very pale crimson.

The girl lowered her head and tugged at the hem of her skirt, raised her eyes after a while, and said to the other party, "This, you can't do this to others casually."