The Haunted

Ye Yingzhi listened to him and asked him to be late. He almost immediately asked the other party to be reluctant to panic. He promised to help me cleanly, but he remembered what he had said before the opening of the mouth - "I have no way, but Amer There should be a way for the prince...".

He had to change the caliber temporarily because of his slight meal.

Later, I naturally remember what Ye Yingzhi said before. He was silent for a moment, whispered: "But he only asked me to smoke a blood this week. I don't know how to find him." Prince Amer took him to the blood only two days ago, and he almost thought that the other party had lost interest in his blood.

I can pick you up now.

Ye Yingzhi still swallowed this sentence with restraint: "You should generally remember to go to the road where Prince Amer lived? Of course, you should take the initiative to find him. This can not be delayed by vampire infection, must be in the seventy If you are cured within two hours, if you pass the 72-hour period, even Prince Amer may not save your friend."

Late, he whispered to his vampire hunter friend and hung up the phone. He looked at the dark night outside the hospital window, holding the phone, and had a decision in his heart.

Late, let Miss Julia go back to rest, and responded to the news that several friends who often eat together in the dormitory are concerned about Jiangtian, and agreed with Lao Gao that they will take over the morning to take care of Jiang Tian, ​​and then take the mobile phone. The local taxi company in Fez has booked a taxi at 8:00 in the morning. There are very few cars on the streets of Sophie, and there are fewer taxis. It is basically necessary to make an appointment in advance by taxi.

The old high class did not have a class at 7 o'clock in the morning and went to pick up the late class. After a late night, I didn’t close my eyes, but I didn’t dare to delay. I told the old high that they had a few current situations. When the taxi he made at 8 o'clock arrived, he left by car.

However, he did not go back to the dormitory, nor went to school, but directly pointed to the driver's master to go to the western suburbs. Gray took him to and from the car twice, so he vaguely remembered the location of the manor where Prince Emer lived.

The building standing in silence is very conspicuous. After driving out of the eastern suburbs, you can see through two detours. It is like a behemoth waiting for him to throw himself into the net. Even in the bright sunshine in the morning, it still looks a bit gloomy.

Chi Yuqing was fortunate to have a good sense of direction and memory. He succeeded in finding the manor belonging to Prince Amer with his faint impression in his mind. After paying the fare, he bid farewell to the driver. After getting off the bus, he took a deep breath and looked up at the blue sky with clear blue sky in Sophie's autumn morning. He took the initiative to go to the dark door.

It’s not the time to feel that I might come. After all, it’s nine o'clock in the morning, the time for humans to get up, but maybe the time of the vampire who lives here.

But he couldn't manage so much, and went straight up the stairs and rang the doorbell. If no one cares about him, then he will sit on the steps and wait. According to his experience, the vampire prince will usually start activities at noon. Maybe he just has a lot of appetite and wants to eat something. I hope that the blood family will be like human beings. After eating and drinking enough, they will speak better. In that case, he does not mind taking the initiative to let the Prince’s Highness take some more blood and try to make his own request.

This is the only strategy that can be imagined at this moment.

Unexpectedly, the door was quickly opened, and Gray saw his eyebrows a little surprised when he saw him: "How come you?"

Late and uncomfortably holding his clothes, he whispered to Mr. Steward: "I have some things, I want to see the Prince, can I?" He looked a little guilty, looking at Gray from the bottom up, with a look Cautious temptations and requests.

"His Royal Highness should not refuse the food delivered to the door." Gray muttered and opened the door to him. "You wait in the living room first, I will ask if it is convenient for you to see you now."

It should be to ask if there is an appetite now, and whether it is ready for a meal. I was automatically translated over.

He glanced at the living room, which looked clean and tidy, as if the fabric sofa had never been seated, and consciously stood on the side of the sofa, still holding his own clothes.

He didn't want to mess with the **** masters to the unpopular furniture, and did not sit down and rest. In fact, he has the illusion that the stomach is twisted into a mass, the mind is blank, and even the mind can't tell the mind, but I will imagine what it will be like when I see Prince Amer, how can I behave in order to get the help of the other party? - Don't expect any kind of help, no matter what kind of method you pay, you can ask the other person to take the shot.

This is the first time that Chi Hao took the initiative to find someone to help others. He felt helpless, not to mention the one he asked for was not a human being.

A moment later, Gray came down from the second floor and made a gesture to him asking him to go upstairs.

Lately followed Gray's upstairs, feeling more nervous than when he was brought to the blood of Prince Emerson for the first time.

Gray took a stop in front of the door he was familiar with and pointed to the black ribbon hanging on the armrest in front of the bedroom door: "Old rules, you know."

Late nodded, took the ribbon and covered his eyes, and pushed the door and went in.

The temperature in the bedroom is higher than in the living room, and the light is dim. The whole space is filled with a very special and familiar atmosphere, like the feeling that every time Prince Amer holds his blood. I know later, this is a personal space that belongs only to Prince Amer.

He heard the sound of the door closing, and stood in the entrance of the door, forgot the action.

Until a cold voice rang in his mind, "come over."

That is the voice of Prince Emory.

It was only after the delay that he recovered his consciousness. He could not discern the direction of the voice. He could only stumble and walk forward until his hands touched the human body.

He was shocked, standing in the same place, subconsciously trying to withdraw his hand, but the other side's movements were faster than him. He had already grasped his two arms and pulled it to his chest.

Late, from the touch of the genius, speculated that Prince Amer should be sitting in the chair in front of him.

He stood there, did not dare to move, but heard the vampire faintly said: "Sit up."

"Well?!" I didn't respond to the meaning of this message. I stood there with a slight open mouth. The blood family seemed to be impatient. I didn't expect him to sit up, but directly reached out and forced him to hold it. Put it on yourself and let him sit and sit on his lap.

The late face was a little feverish, but he quickly understood the reason why the blood family did this. The cold breath was sprayed on his neck. I thought it should be a good angle for the other person to **** the blood.

He closed his eyes and took the initiative to raise his neck slightly.

The vampire leaned forward and rubbed his front neck with his teeth, but he did not move.

I was a little nervous when I was late. He moved a little and hesitated for a moment and whispered: "...please dine."

In fact, he is not sure if he should say so. After all, the hot pot or grilled fish he had eaten had not taught him how to take the initiative to let the diners enjoy themselves. After he finished speaking, he regretted it a bit. This sentence sounds stupid.

The **** man chuckled, his teeth slammed on his neck, and he slid a little more. His left hand slid across his back from the top down through the shirt: "... How are you so embarrassed today? Take the initiative to ask me to eat you. What is it to come to me?"

The late back was slightly dithered, but he also knew that he was so awkward to find it, and the purposeless look would definitely not be the vampire in front of him.

He can almost feel the sharp chill and pain of the sharp teeth belonging to the blood family, but also remembers the pleasure that the blood family brought to him every time he was sucked. The body trembled uncontrollably.

I still remember the strategy when I came. So he didn't talk, just raised his head and took the initiative to send his neck forward. He could feel that the decayed teeth had pierced the skin between his neck and the blood flowed down the sharp teeth.

The blood family whispered something, he did not hear clearly. He only knew that the vampire prince had finally given up his curiosity and the spirit of exploration. He couldn't bear the fangs directly into his body and screamed.

The prince had already let go of his two arms, and he tightened his back and held him in his arms. Lately, he involuntarily raised his hands on both sides of his body and clung to the vampire's neck.

It took a long time for them to separate, and they even thought that their blood would be sucked up.

Aimel did not let go of his hand directly, but liked the other two times, holding his waist in one hand and holding his back, gently kissing him, tempted him to open his lips and give him the fluid. . I was swallowed late. He knew that the **** prince's body fluids were good for his physical recovery, and he now needs his body to recover as soon as possible to deal with the next thing.

After a little bit of a bit of a break, I wanted to break away from the other's arms and go back to the ground. Prince Amer kept him and continued to maintain the current position: "You should be able to tell me now, come to me." For what?"

He smiled again: "Is it just to let me **** your blood? Well? Little bad guy."

Listening to the voice of Prince Amer from the voice should not be bad. I hope he will speak better after he has had enough blood.

I also forgot to make another move, and I kept this position honestly. I tried to lower my posture and pleaded with enthusiasm: "I have something to ask for your help. I want to ask you to help me save a friend."

The vampire gently rubbed his back neck with his thumb, but did not speak again.

Late, I was waiting there, and I didn’t even dare to rush.

After a long while, the blood family finally opened his mouth, his voice is still dull, and he could not hear any useful news from his tone. He slowly said: "I never help."

This has been heard late in the last Emily incident.

"I beg you." He can only ask in vain and powerlessly, "I am willing to exchange with you."

This is the only way he can think of, Prince Amer is like a person who pays attention to the terms and conditions. It is impossible for him to try to empty the white wolf here. I am afraid that it will not work if I want to rely on love or face to find something. Probably the only way is to exchange conditions with him as he did last time, although he does not know what he can do to impress the other person.

“Oh?” he asked softly. “What do you have to exchange with me?” It seems that there is no intention to put the late proposal at heart.

"For example..." I paused for a moment, whispered. "For example, before I leave Sophis, you can continue to **** my blood. Is that okay?"

He was too anxious and too inexperienced, and he couldn't wait to show all his chips and cards to his opponent. He is simply telling each other clearly, as long as you can agree to my conditions, you can do anything to me.

"Good proposal." The **** family indulged for a moment, and said something in the voice, "But I still want something else."

Late and subconsciously nervous, like the weak animals that the predator is eyeing, he can feel the vampire's gaze falling on him and thinking about something. And the whole person was locked up by the other party and could not move.

He opened his mouth uncomfortably and sat down slightly, then he remembered his position at the moment. He licked his lower lip and whispered: "You please."

Then he felt the **** family leaned close to him, low, with a few different sounds in his ears:

"Leave at night and accompany me."

"This is... the conditions for my shot."