A Hundred Ways To Kill A Heartthrob

Yuqing was stunned in place, looking at Xiang Wen with some bewilderment.

He has always done some rough work and has never served Shen Jue up close. Yesterday the butler asked him to carry the water and was driven out like rubbish.

And Xiang Wen felt even more uncomfortable. Ever since he was waiting by Shen Jue's side, he had wiped Shen Jue's essential oils. This kind of work was impossible for such a humble half-blood. But when the Duke spoke, Xiang Wen couldn't do anything. He could only walk in front of Yuqing and cast a blank glance at Yuqing from an angle that Shen Jue couldn't see. "Hey, go on."

He rudely stuffed the essential oil bottle into Yuqing's hand.

Xiang Wen only promises that Shen Jue can't see it, and doesn't care if Qiao Jiangyuan on the side will notice.

Qiao Jiangyuan caught this scene in his eyes, his eyebrows frowned, but he quickly loosened his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Shen Jue, why don't I come to help you wipe it." He knew that Shen Jue had a bad temper, and he was a little worried. Yuqing didn't take care of him, and received the penalty again.

But after he finished speaking, no one paid any attention to him.

Shen Jue took off her bathrobe, lay on the couch, turned her head, and looked at Yuqing's face indifferently.

Yuqing's body shook lightly and hurried forward. He hadn't rubbed the essential oil for anyone, and when he opened the lid of the essential oil bottle, his hands and feet looked unexpectedly awkward. In particular, Xiang Wen next to him stared at him sternly, as if he would be bitten by this vicious poodle on his neck as long as he relaxed slightly.

He finally opened the lid of the essential oil bottle, but hesitated. Should the essential oil be poured into his palm first or directly on Shen Jue's body?

Yuqing cast his eyes down and glanced at the person on the couch.

The duke's skin, who has not seen the sun all the year round, is almost whiter than snow. He can hardly find anything comparable to the skin color of the other party, and there are blue blood vessels under his pale skin.

Most blood races are very interested in blood vessels, even if they belong to the same race, but Yuqing is not so brave enough to dare Shen Jue blood vessels.

After thinking about it, he still poured the essential oil in his hand before rubbing it up, and Xiang Wen satirically said: "It's really a humble half-blood. Do you want to wipe the essential oil for the duke without washing your hands? Can you get the germs from you on the duke?"

The words made Yuqing red and blue. He could only put the essential oil bottle on the table next to the reclining chair, turned and left to wash his hands first. Because of Xiang Wen's words, he deliberately washed his hands more than a dozen times and wiped his soap more than a dozen times. Soon after he washed his hands white, he returned to the pool.

Shen Jue was still lying on the recliner, only from lying on his stomach to lying on his back.

When Xiang Wen saw that Yuqing had just arrived at this time, it was another cynicism, which made Qiao Jiangyuan next to him unable to listen. He couldn't help but said: "Shen Jue, your personal servant is really a sharp tooth, where is it? Did you find one? I want to find one too."

Xiang Wen Wenyan suddenly looked at Shen Jue a little nervously.

Shen Jue turned his eyes to scan Qiao Jiangyuan, chuckled, and turned his head, "That's really embarrassing, he's just this one, I can't let my person let it to you, you know, I hate others hitting me the most. The idea of ​​something, whether I like it or not, it’s my thing for the rest of my life. If someone wants to grab it, don’t blame me for being rude."

His remarks meant something, but the reactions of the few people present were different.

Xiang Wen thought that Shen Jue was referring to him, and almost did not become the original form, and happily flew around his Lord Duke's head a few times.

Yuqing also thought that Shen Jue was referring to Xiang Wen, and could not help feeling that his future life would be even worse. He also wanted to become the original form and hang upside down on the tree to calm down.

Qiao Jiangyuan was the only one present who could understand who Shen Jue was referring to. He just smiled and touched his nose, "You are still exactly the same as before."

He grew up with Shen Jue and knew how overbearing this playmate he had known as a child was. As long as it was Shen Jue’s fancy, everyone had to let him. But after Shen Jue’s father died unexpectedly, Shen Jue The kind of temperament has converged a lot. Shen Jue inherited the title from his father. Although both are dukes, Shen Jue is a first-class duke, and Qiao Jiangyuan is only a second-class duke.

But now the empire does not pay much attention to these dukes. They are all hedonistic and only eat, drink and have fun every day. Most of them just come back after staying in the army for less than a month, and the empire does not care about them.

They only need to pay a large sum of money to the empire on a regular basis.

Although the empire does not take it seriously, if the two dukes really fought, the empire would definitely maintain the one with high rank or wealth. It can be said that the empire will only defend the one who is helpful to the interests of the empire.

Shen Jue is the one with high rank and wealth.

It turned out that when Shen Jue's father was still alive, Shen Jue was the central figure in the noble circle, and everyone was willing to hold his stinky feet.

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Shen Jue didn't comment on Qiao Jiangyuan's words. He turned his eyes to look at the beautiful half-blood with a bewildered face, and calmly said: "How long will you stand there? Waiting for the sun to come out? I don't mind turning you into a grilled bat. "

"Sorry, Lord Duke." Yuqing hurriedly walked to Shen Jue's side. He picked up the essential oil and poured some into his hand, but was stunned when he was about to wipe it.

The person on the recliner is lying on his back. How should he wipe it?

Seeing Yuqing still in a daze, Shen Jue put his eyes on Yuqing's face.

Yuqing directly noticed that Shen Jue was staring at him, gritted his teeth, and bent down and wiped it like this. He didn't think it was good when he touched it, so he could only put his hand on his shoulder first.

As soon as his hand touched the opponent's skin, a strange feeling seemed to rise from the bottom of his heart.

Is this the body of the nobleman? It seems really different from him.

It can be said that Shen Jue's body was cultivated with countless money, and it feels different from ordinary people.

As Shen Jue’s personal servant, Xiang Wen felt that he could be very proud to say that when he cared for Lord Duke’s skin, he treated it as a glass-protected exhibit in the most luxurious museum in the city center. .

And now his expensive exhibit has been touched by a dirty thing.

He was staring gnashing his teeth.

Yuqing rubbed the shoulder for five full minutes, making the skin red. Shen Jue couldn't help it. He twisted his eyebrows slightly and lowered his voice, "How long are you going to rub on this one?"

He wanted to show off to Qiao Jiangyuan today, but Yuqing's response was really weak.

Frozen again, and clumsy hands and feet, now only one shoulder was wiped with the essential oil after a long time.

"I'm sorry, Duke." Yuqing hurriedly walked to Shen Jue's other side and wiped the other shoulder.

Shen Jue: "..."

Shen Jue: "Wipe down."

Yuqing: "...Okay, Duke."

Yuqing felt that this was simply a torture. He would rather go back to the horse farm and continue to feed Xue Mu. Even if Xue Mu kicked his stomach a few more times, he would not be angry. When finally rubbing her feet, Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief, and became more serious when rubbing.

The back of the foot is probably the most obvious place of the upper and lower blood vessels in Shen Jue's body. Yuqing wiped it, and the fangs were a little uncontrollable.

Compared with pure-blood races, half-blood races have a very shortcoming, that is, control.

It is said that some nobles can still be personable even in front of **** humans, but half-bloods can't do it. They will even be interested in blood of the same kind. This is also the point of pure-blood rejection of half-bloods.

Especially on the battlefield, when you are injured, you must also prevent the half-blood companions around you from sucking up your blood.

As soon as Yuqing's fangs were exposed, the feet in his hands moved.

Shen Jue kicked Yuqing directly to the ground, and then sat up.

Xiang Wenyan rushed up quickly and lifted Yuqing up from the ground again. When he saw the fangs that the other party had not taken back, he hummed and immediately yelled, "What a humble half-blood, I dare to face the noble duke. Your lord shows his fangs, why? Do you still want to **** the blood of Lord Duke?"

Qiao Jiangyuan almost got up when he saw Yuqing being kicked, but fortunately he grabbed the arm of the chair in time and barely controlled himself.

He glanced at Shen Jue who was sitting, but said nothing this time.

"Xiang Wen, let go of him." Shen Jue said lightly.

Xiang Wen let go obediently, and picked up the overturned essential oil bottle.

The loosened Yuqing stood at a loss. He wanted to take the fangs back quickly, but the more urgent he was, the more he couldn’t take them back. Even the blood vessels he had just seen flashed through his mind. That must be delicious. .

No, how could he have this idea?

But the fangs just can't be taken back. Yuqing secretly glanced at Shen Jue's face, and was so scared that he didn't dare to move at all. Even when the other party came over, he didn't dare to resist and passed away immediately.

Shen Jue looked at Yuqing's exposed fangs with a calm expression.

The fangs of the half-blood are not as thick and big as those of the pure-blood. Their fangs are small and delicate, and even look a little cute, but no blood race would be happy to see others showing their fangs.

Strictly speaking, Shen Jue is not a true blood. He didn't react too much to Yuqing's fangs, but the less he reacted, the scarier he was in Yuqing's eyes.

"Hungry?" Shen Jue asked.

Yuqing shook his head quickly.

"Then what's the matter with your fangs?" Shen Jue continued.

How dare Yuqing answer that he is greedy for Shen Jue's veins? He just continued to shake his head, and then pretended to be innocent and said, "I...I don't know...know."

It's just that the method of lying is really lame, and the words are lame.

Shen Jue pulled the corners of her lower lips, and seemed to find Yuqing's words interesting. He directly broke Yuqing's mind, "Want to drink my blood?"

"No." Yuqing shook his head even more fiercely this time.

"Don't want to drink? Why? Is my blood not worthy of drinking?" Shen Jue lowered his face slightly, his eyes condensed with an unpleasant storm.

Yuqing's pretty little face was full of panic, he didn't know how to answer, as if he didn't answer anything right. In the end he had no choice but to say grievously with red eyes: "No, I am too humble to drink the Duke's blood."

With such a pitiful appearance, several people present had different reactions in their hearts.

Xiang Wen grinned his teeth silently, and this shameless thing came again.

Qiao Jiangyuan's heart trembled when he saw it, he just wanted to put the person in his arms, bit the slender neck of the other party, and sucked a mouthful of blood, but the other party was not his, so he could only sigh and sigh silently. Cut the lower lip.

As for Shen Jue, he just dropped a bomb calmly.

"I give you a chance today to drink my blood."

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Tonight's bedtime fairy tale:

A long, long time ago, there was a Cinderella named Yuqing, who was very beautiful and attractive. Everyone liked him, except for his stepmother. The stepmother hated Cinderella very much and bullied him at home every day, but fortunately, after a long time, Cinderella gradually got used to this kind of life, so she lived with her stepmother happily.

Yuqing:? ? ?

Shen Jue:...

Xiang Wen: No, I don't like Cinderella.

Dregs of: okay. (Edited:...Everyone likes him, except for his stepmother and a poodle raised by his stepmother...)

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