"No..." no

    Her lips moved slightly.

    But at that moment, the fingertip that originally rubbed the sharp tiger''s teeth was scratched by the tusk. Although it was a very small wound, the drop of blood was also very tempting for the vampire, not to mention that his hand was still in Shen Wanqing''s mouth at the moment.

    Smelling the sweet and delicious taste, Shen Wanqing subconsciously licked each other''s fingertips and rolled away the blood bead.

    Taste a little and want more.

    Shen Wanqing held that snow-white long finger, but suddenly, the other party took his hand away indifferently.

    She slightly opened her scarlet eyes and looked up at the indifferent and cold young man in front of her. The young man''s clothes were snow-white, the fingertips hanging on one side were still bleeding, and the sweet smell exploded and spread in the room. Like a poppy, Shen Wanqing couldn''t bear it, and his heart was like ten thousand ants devouring his heart.

    The girl subconsciously approached, reached out and pulled corestel''s sleeve, "... Under the crown"

    Soft voice, sticky and gentle.

    "Give me a drink, will you?" she leaned over and slowly hooked Krister''s arm with her hand pulling at her sleeve.

    Corestels didn''t care about the blood dripping fingertips.

    He looked coldly at the girl begging to be coquettish, and Krister narrowed his eyes, "OK..."

    The girl was so happy that she couldn''t help hooking the corner of her lip, and the sharp fangs immediately butted against the lip flap.

    But the other party''s voice was cold and said plainly:

    "Hold me first."

    For a moment, Shen Wanqing''s face was stunned.

    She didn''t understand. She didn''t understand why corester insisted that she hold him for the first time.

    "Why do you have to hold it for the first time?"

    He did not answer, but hung his head gently against the girl''s forehead, and his calm voice softened.

    "Hold me for the first time, okay?"

    How could her blood be dirty? It''s clearly so good.

    "But... Then you will become a blood clan." she disagreed.

    Corester is the Pope of the temple, holy as a God. How can such a person fall into hell with her and become a devil?

    Shen Wanqing pushed corester away and her chest fluctuated. She turned her head and didn''t look at corester. She firmly said, "no, I can''t do this, and you can''t become like me."

    "But I think."

    When he interrupted her, corester came over, cold clasped her wrist bone with his fingertips, looked at her with low eyes, "okay?"

    Shen Wanqing bit his lower lip and said nothing.

    "I know what you''re worried about. It''s okay." the fingertip clasping the carpal bone suddenly came down the palm and clasped with her ten fingers.

    Shallow eyes quenched cold and calm, but his attitude was so soft that people couldn''t refuse.

    Shen Wanqing was so confused that he didn''t know what to choose.

    After a long time, she slightly sipped her lips and said gently, "do you have to insist?"

    "Yes," he replied without hesitation.

    Shen Wanqing suddenly broke away from the other party''s hand. She approached him step by step and forced the other party to the bedside.

    In the moment of being slightly stunned under the Pope''s crown, the girl reached out and pushed him on his chest, mercilessly pushing him on the bed.

    The young man''s slender body fell into a soft big bed, and the girl beside the bed immediately covered it and sat on the young man''s waist.

    Shen Wanqing leaned down and put his hands on his sides.

    She looked at his eyes with low eyes. The light colored eyes were pure and transparent, just like Lake colored gemstones, very clean.