Rebirth-First Class Magician

Garr's eyes began to congest, and fine red bloodshots filled his eyes. "Daddy, my eyes hurt too."

Asa squatted, her sharp teeth turned her lower lip, and the lake-blue pupil slowly turned scarlet. "Be good, don't move."

After speaking, Asa put Gal's head to one side, sharp canine teeth pierced Gal's immature epidermis, scarlet thick blood swarmed out of the blood vessels, and poured into Asa's mouth.

-Guru, Guru.

Garr leaned his head on his side, listening to the heavy gasping sounds close to him, and the swallowing sound when the laryngeal bone moved up and down, hooked the corner of his mouth, and closed his eyes, his eyelids covering the clear pupil.

"Daddy—" Galanm's voice was very soft. If it wasn't for Asa, he would be close to his face. I'm afraid he couldn't hear what the other person said. "Daddy--"

Asa's scarlet pupil glanced at Gal's tightly closed eyelids and wet eyelashes. The pupils were slightly darkened, and an emotion called self-blame slowly fermented in her heart.

He is now even more convinced that after taking the blood of the other party yesterday, the secretion of the blood canine teeth changed Gal's constitution, resulting in abnormal blood volume.

Thinking of this possibility, Asa's teeth were slightly tightened, and the pale pink gums unconsciously secreted many transparent neurons, and the transparent saliva penetrated the canine teeth into the cavity of Gal's neck.

"Well, Dad." The canine teeth penetrated the muscles of the neck, against Gal's nerve, and the neurotoxin infiltrated from the tooth cavity gave him an alternative quick comfort. "Daddy ~" Gal's voice was very pressed Low, rather than whispering, it is rather shen Yin with dependence.

The sweet blood slowly flowing into Asa's stomach with fermented blood. It is undeniable that Gal's blood was really delicious, as if tailored to his taste, no matter how much, not enough!

Asa's scarlet pupil slowly appeared with golden mang, greedy bloodthirsty * slowly invaded his nerves, and looked down at the other person's still red skin. Asa's pupil was darkened, hasn't he recovered?

Asa slowly moved her teeth slightly, lowering her head at a small angle.

——Oh!

The canine teeth that had just been slightly poked at the neck muscles fell into Gal's neck a few millimeters, and more blood swarmed into the throat bone along the tooth hole.

"Huh." Gal whispered, and the pupil hidden under the eyelid flashed a pleasant light, feeling the fine current flowing from the neck wound, and Gal grasped the sheets to curb his urge to embrace Asa .

"Daddy, it still hurts."

Asa responded lowly, clasping his narrow shoulders with both hands and holding him in his arms, muttering as he sucked, "Don't be afraid, Dad is here." Saying, holding Gar and stood up and walked The sofa, the mouth close to the neck of the other person, speeded up the speed of sucking *

As the blood passed, the slightly raised cyan blood vessels on Gal's skin slowly choked--

Asa embraced Gal's body tightly and patted his back gently, just like an ordinary father would coax a child to sleep. If you ignore the canine teeth that are clasped tightly around each other's neck, it's really no different from an ordinary father.

"Dad, Gal doesn't hurt anymore." Gal's voice returned to the usual state, and some of Asa's collar seemed to be a little shy. "I like my father holding me all the time."

Gal leaned his head sideways and stared tightly at the man with his head buried in his neck to eat, his emerald pupil flashing with obsession.

Asa heard Gal say this, sucking, and loosening his teeth slightly, to be honest, he couldn't drink anymore--

Withdrawing the canine teeth carefully, carefully licking the hole with the tip of his tongue, Asa looked at the place where he had bitten, and raised his head after confirming that it was intact.

"Dad, what's wrong with me just now?" Gal squeezed Asa's neck tightly and hung his body in the air. "Am I just going to explode?" The immature childish voice filled with a slight tide, it sounded extremely wrong Already.

"Gal--" Asa opened his mouth, trying to explain to Gal, but didn't know how to explain it, blood slave? Or something else?

He feels very guilty. If Garr always needs to rely on himself to soothe swollen blood in his body, then his whole life—

"Dad, can I be the blood slave of Dad?" Gal slowly spoke, and the milk sounds dedicated to children sounded very confusing, "said Uncle Shiman. Dad also needed an exclusive blood slave. Gal didn't want others It's dad, Gall— "

Garr's voice sobbed, making Asa seem to be upset. "If Dad has someone else, then Garr is the only one--"

Asa didn't say anything. In his mind, adoptive sons are adoptive sons. Blood slaves are only food to blood races. Even exclusive blood slaves are just food.

Gall waited for a while, seeing that Asa didn't promise anything, and hurriedly disturbed, "Dad?"

Asa's shoulders were cold, and cold water droplets splashed on his shoulders. Gal cried?

"Gal, in fact Dad already has an exclusive blood slave--" Asa opened her mouth, suddenly thinking of someone.

Garr's chin rested on Asa's shoulder, and a look of interest flashed on his face, but a grievous sentence was said in his mouth, "Dad lied, I have never seen him."

"He--" Asaph paused. "His name is Samer, and he is the steward and blood slave of his father."

Asa thought when he asked the Lord housekeeper if he was a blood slave, Samuel replied, ‘Are you blood slaves? Forget it. ’

So, right?

The expression on Gal's face was even more pleasing. "But he's not here, and my dad will be alone."

"..." Asa opened his mouth, trying to refute the unreasonable adoption of the adopted son, but thought of the other person's strange physique. If he was still like this next time, he would not **** his extra blood-

Will the consequences be serious?

"Alas." Asa stared at the opponent's neck, where the blood hole had just left, and answered quietly.

What's next, let's talk about it later.

Gal, who had been admitted, seemed very happy. He wheezed and groaned on Asa's shoulder. Asa didn't understand why the other party was so excited after he acknowledged it.

Blood slaves don't seem to be good words. After all, who would be willing to take the initiative to serve as a reserve grain?

But there seems to be something wrong, where is it?

"Dad, when are we going to find a teacher?" Gal's voice was still agitated.

Asa frowned, and still immersed in his thoughts, he replied, "Well, tomorrow."

Dean gave the address of a nursing home. The nursing home on the outskirts of New York declined visitors after 3 pm, and it took three hours to drive from the city to the outskirts.

Asa glanced at the wall clock on the wall, the hour hand suddenly pointed at 1:30, and then affirmed, "Well, go tomorrow."

"Daddy, I'm just too hot and sweating—" Gal twisted his twisted upper body.

Asa frowned, just running all the way to the room and getting a little rain, and his body was sticky, "Want to take a bath?"

"Um." Gal's little hand clasped Asa's collar tightly and whispered.

Asara pulled open the suitcase and pulled out the pajamas of the two, and was about to get up.

"Dad, I'm going to wear that." Gal pulled on Asa's back, his little fingers in brown checkered pajamas.

Asa glanced oddly at Gal, and then looked at the large square pyjamas in his hand. The son always wanted to wear the same clothes as him. What was the disease?

"it is good."

-Hey.

The bathroom door made of frosted glass was closed, and after a while, the sound of unsolicited **** sounded, and there were two naked men on the glass door.

...

The Morik Nursing Home, located in the suburbs of New York, is one of the best nursing homes in the United States. Surrounded by green trees, it has a special attraction and has a high occupancy rate every year.

Many retirees in the United States want to be able to enter here, but its rooms are always tight.

Asa hugged Gal and stood at the desk in the Morik sanatorium. "I want to see Sid White."

The black nurse sat on the chair, heard the words, looked up at Asa, and pressed a form on the computer. "Fill it out, and then I will call the nurse upstairs and ask if he wants to see you." "

Asa raised her eyebrows sternly. The sanitarium with strict system would not let strangers see the residents. Picking up the form and glancing at the name and address, the reasons for seeing the elderly are all very specific.

As for the relationship with the old man, Asa's brow tightened slowly and slowly, and solemnly filled in, "Master and apprentice."

The black nurse glanced at the form on the computer screen, looked up at Asa randomly at random, picked up the landline and dialed an extension number, "Hey? Is Sid there? Someone wants to see him ... Well, I put The form is passed to you ... uh, uh, I see. "

The black nurse clasped the phone with her head on her head and crackled into the computer and typed something, "Hey, here you are."

The computer over there didn't hang up. The black nurse took the microphone and waited for Sid to respond. After a long time, an old unusual voice appeared at the end of the microphone. "Hello? Nurse Monty?"

The black nurse froze, and did not expect that Sid would answer the call in person, because in his impression, this former magic master was not easy to get close to.

"Ok."

The old man's voice was slightly trembling, with a hint of disbelief, "Excuse me, come to my young man?"

"Oh, he's here, and I'll give him the phone." The black nurse named Monty busily passed the microphone to Asa.

Asa changed his arms and held the child, and took the call with his left hand. "Hey? Hello Mr. Sid."

The old man there was silent after hearing Asa's voice, and then slowly asked, "Are you Yuan ..."

The author has something to say: As soon as the Dragon Boat Festival of Huang (bao) was over, I learned of bad news, and I will go to work at eight in the morning. . QAQ! !! !! !!

Shall I say goodbye to my life every night? [Boss are you kidding me? !! ? _?]

QAQ! !! [Currently working overtime. . Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh since I-EHhhh! !! !! Ask me for comfort and hug me. . ? _ ?. . 】

Another: hehe. All my interactions are performed above the neck, and the friendly and friendly vampire is not a kiss, la la la la ,,,,,,, [don't let me write meat, I will write other things resentfully! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! 】

Another: Sahua, Samael's plan is achieved ~~~~~~~~