Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

When Su Tang was working part-time during the day, she thought about what she was going to do now.

To fulfill the original owner's wish, she must regain the power of light that originally belonged to her.

But if she takes it back and then steals the reincarnation from the vampire... The power of light in her body will make her like a big light bulb walking in the dark night.

The super bright one.

It is estimated that before the reincarnation is found, he will be stabbed into a sieve by his fangs...

Although she can tear up the second and third generations by hand, it is not so easy to escape from being besieged.

And the reincarnated guards will definitely be stricter at that time.

It's not good to steal.

The little girl hooked her chin with her index finger.

It is better to disguise as a blood servant and steal the reincarnation first.

Then go back to the principality, regain the power of light, and stop by the Holy See to see if there is any good way to solve the seal...

Simply perfect!

She really is the smartest saccharine!

Su Tang thought happily.

Guagua, […]

It couldn't help but complain inwardly.

If there is not only such a saccharin in the world.

It's kind of hard to find someone stupider than her...

Su Tang didn't know Guagua's inner complaints.

After dinner in the evening, I fell into the bed tiredly.

The little bat was lying on the head of her bed obediently.

Like protecting her.

Su Tang couldn't hold back.

The soft white fingertips poked the soft abdomen of the little bat again.

Poke well.

The little bat obediently let her poke.

Su Tang couldn't help but stretched out his paws and rubbed its head again.

"I'm going to sleep."

After the little girl finished speaking, she thought for a while and added vigilantly.

"You are not allowed to secretly drink my blood while I am sleeping."

The little bat nodded, looking very cute.

Only then did Su Tang feel relieved and get back to the quilt.

...

under the same night sky.

The staggered rose vines entwined into a huge "cocoon" shape in the dark and cold night sky. The magnificent rose petals bloomed one by one on the vines, and the cold moonlight spread layers of silver light.

A bright circle hangs upside down in the night sky.

In the center of the "cocoon" is a coffin.

On the dark brown coffin, intricate and interlaced patterns are engraved.

If you look closely, you will find that the veins of this pattern are somewhat similar to the tattoo on Su Tang's palm.

There are also vines spreading from the coffin.

In the coffin lay a young man.

The long silver hair was spread on the back of the man's head, the man's face was handsome and pale, and his delicate facial features were like a gift from the Creator.

The man's eyes were tightly closed, his long eyelashes rested quietly on his beautifully shaped eyes, his tall nose bridge, and his thin lips were pale in color, as pale as his skin color, but his shape was attractive.

The row of uniforms was detained with an untie.

Through the neckline, you can see the man's sexy Adam's apple and slender neck, pale to almost transparent in the moonlight.

A tiny bat landed on the edge of the coffin.

It waved its bat wings.

The body gradually becomes transparent.

At the moment when the bat's body became completely transparent, the eyes were tightly closed in the coffin, like a man who fell into a deep sleep and slowly opened his eyes.

Those pupils were the purest blood red, and the bright silver light circulated during the period, with innate elegance and nobility.

He got up slowly, his silver hair pouring down like a silver waterfall.

The expression on the beautiful white cheeks was flat and distant, and the blood-red pupils looked extraordinarily indifferent in the cold moonlight, as if soaked by ice and snow.

Suddenly looked.

Like a beautiful humanoid doll, without any anger.

The cold and indifferent man tilted his face, and the tip of his tongue brushed lightly over his pale lips, as if he was aftertastes something.

moment.

He flatly lowered his thick feathered eyelashes, and slowly spit out a syllable, his expression even seemed a little obedient.

"sweet."

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Su Tang: You are not allowed to drink my blood! ! !

Xianzun

(Surface): Nodding obediently

(behind): I'll drink it! I'll drink it!