chapter 18 hunger and thirst

Master Fan Zhuo, who was being hugged, was surprised by the rare initiative of the Seraphina classmate, and just about to say something, he was stopped by the sweet blood flowing in his mouth! Consciousness seems to melt in this fragrance in an instant, and all the nerves are instantly concentrated between the lips and teeth, feeling the moist and warm nimble tongue, teasing the secret corners of the sensitive mouth slippery in the intoxicating breath, Swimming like a fish and then leaving, the feeling of comfort and numbness comes at the same time, making people just want to indulge and enjoy it desperately...

After the kiss that lasted for a long time while everyone's jaws were dislocated, our experienced prince, who has seen countless people, tasted it for the first time, and it was so refreshing to feel dizzy...

"What a surprise..." Wei raised his hand to cover his mouth lightly, Fanzhuo looked in surprise at the Seraphina classmate who was busy calming down...

Is it an illusion? Although the kiss just now was extra delicious because of blood, it is undeniable that... "Your kissing skills seem to be very good."

"Ah? Really? Thank you, hehe..." The Seraphina student who was praised embarrassedly scratched his head.

As if thinking of something, Master Fanzhuo turned his voice coldly, "Do you often do this kind of thing?"

"How is it possible? I'm still a high school student, and I'm not pretty. How can I have a chance to fall in love? Let alone practice."The Seraphina classmate shrugged, "I just learned quickly. If you want to talk about experience, probably Only when I first came to this planet, I gnawed on a man riding a black dragon, oh, that's General Bruch."

"Oh, is that so, Bruch..." His Excellency's voice instantly flattened the peaks and troughs...

The crowd watching from a distance froze instantly...

"Yeah, it's Bruch." The dull earthling with limited sensitivity to sound waves nodded, and added a bigger bomb, "Well... If you think it's good, it probably means that his kissing skills are very good, right? Because I always imitate him..."

Lanka knelt down, "Who, who will tell her to shut up..."

"Oh, is that so? Imitate him..." His Excellency's voice quickly moved towards the absolutely icy straight line...

"Well, so if you like this kind of kissing, that is to say..." the smiling earthman threw the last bomb, "maybe you will like kissing General Bruch very much!"

Fanzhuo: "..."

Seraphina: "Why don't you try next time..."

The collapsed crowd: "Please shut up!!"

As a result of the kissing turmoil, the murderous Prince never stopped to rest.

Not to mention resting, I didn't even enter the first castle that I planned to arrive at dawn! Under the cold gaze of the team leader, all the angered members could only put on the daily protective clothing and continue on their way... After running for dozens of hours, the haggard and Seraphina classmate hung limply on Huahualong's back, accepting the Longshang was worried about the complaints of the beauties whose corpses were covered by the protective clothing...

"He said he was hungry..."Seraphina frowned in confusion, "Lanka, why is Fanzhuo hungry? Aren't you vampires fine if you don't eat for ten days and a half months?"

"Staying by your side, it's hard for him not to be hungry." Lanka adjusted the gloves of the protective suit, shook his head and sighed, "I've seen it all, what kind of hair you're pulling, what kind of neck you're showing, what kind of lips you're licking, it's all obvious. It's temptation, temptation..."

"But, it's so uncomfortable to have wet hair sticking to my neck..."Seraphina looked at the jewelry on his wrist depressedly, "In the final analysis, it's because the magic weapon you made for me doesn't work well, it doesn't mean that wearing this bracelet won't have a seductive smell Is it? It turned out to be useless..."

Lanka looked down from a gloomy angle, "Are you questioning my research results?"

Seraphina shook his head in horror, "No... I just said it casually."

Lanka: "Hmph, this has nothing to do with that at all! Prince Vatican is special. He once tasted your blood, and that taste is already engraved in his body, so his conditioned reflex doesn't need to smell it. Simply put: 'seeing you' = 'automatic salivation'."

Seraphina, who was substituted into the sad reminder equation: "...then can't he eat something else, can he restrain himself?"

Lanka looked at her for a while, then turned around and lazily returned to her dragon, "You won't understand if I tell you. Humans and vampires have completely different reactions to taste. Vampires are memory animals, the kind that have tasted your blood. The ultimate taste, if you eat other things, it will only taste like chewing wax. Think about it, no matter what you eat, you can't quench your thirst. Fill that desire perfectly from the inside out! In other words, in terms of taste, you are irreplaceable!"

Seraphina: "==Should I be honored?"

Lanka: "No, you should be horrified. Only those who can keep you in your possession should be honored. You are just as horrifying to everyone else. To be honest, although I can't help but bite when I'm around you." You taste it, but on the other hand, I am very glad that I have never tasted your blood. Otherwise, where can I find a 'last human in the universe' to make up for that taste memory? It’s too tragic to exchange a lifetime of desire and dissatisfaction for a once-in-a-lifetime pleasure…”

Seraphina was stunned for a while. When she heard Lanka's words, a real "so miserable" image suddenly appeared in her mind. That person, if I remember correctly, seems to have tasted her blood too... Hey...

Another castle passed under the flying dragon team, and the prince still had no intention of landing, so everyone could only bite the bullet and continue flying.

In fact, continuous flight is not a heavy burden for a well-trained blood race. On the contrary, for the delicate flying dragon who is only good at short-distance flying, it is quite too much. Fortunately, most of the dragons used in this team are military equipment, and they are more tolerant. Even if they are tired, they will endure under the unified password.

The problem is, someone's new car is very different.

Considering the size problem, Fan Zhuo bought a juvenile dragon for Seraphina. Fast speed, stable flight, beautiful appearance. However, this much-loved and beautiful little dragon has two fatal flaws: Compared with other military adult dragons, this dragon is not only inexperienced but also has a very bad personality...

The continuous non-stop flight has made Hua Hualong hold back a stomach full of grievances. When another castle symbolizing "rest + food" passed by, the hope was once again dashed, and the grievances accumulated to the critical point. Our Huahua finally went berserk!

It gave a long and angry howl, and then turned over in dissatisfaction...

In fact, this action is nothing in the dragon group, just like a child rolling on the ground coquettishly. The problem is that classmate Huahua, who lacks experience in carrying people, forgot to carry a waste wood on her back...

So, after a coquettish and shameless tumbling...

It is miserable...

"Ahhhh" (I've been wanting to type this line for a long time...)

The unlucky ghost was Seraphina, and before he fell from the air in disgrace, he actually made an effort to save himself.

She once tried to hold onto the bone spur in her hand to delay time. However, as an ordinary high school student who is not strong enough to perform difficult stunts such as hanging a living person with one arm, the Seraphina classmate didn't even hold on for half a second. It was useless to break half of a nail on the hard keel, and it continued to fall in pain and shock...

The leader of the team, Prince Fan Zhuo, and Lanka, who was flying near Seraphina, reacted immediately! Accelerated and swooped down trying to catch the fallen Seraphina... but was blocked by the black dragon wings that suddenly inserted! The wind is spinning! The tympanic membrane is so painful! Lanka's dragon was thrown aside in a mess! Although Fanzhuo's silver dragon was not pushed away, its tail was cut by the high-speed bone spur, and it stopped in mid-air with an angry cry of pain!

Seraphina seemed to have fallen into a cold black dream, wrapped in a cloak that seemed as hard as it was soft like night, and slowly fell into the opponent's arms, just as he was in shock, his heart was still beating non-stop. The blood that squeezed his whole body was boiling and surging, and the wound on his fingertips felt tingling...

"Bruch, long time no see." Master Fan Zhuo stretched out his hand and patted the runaway silver dragon below him threateningly, raised his eyes and glanced at the general's Seraphina arms, "As expected of a soldier, even after retiring, his reaction speed is still the same Better than the guards. Then..." He stretched out his hand to Bruch with an elegant smile, His Excellency's voice was always arrogant: "Thank you for your rescue this time, return it to me now."

As if he hadn't heard the prince's words, General Bruch's arms tightened slightly, he pulled up the Seraphina hand with broken nails, lowered his head and roughly sucked it, his wet tongue rolled over the tender flesh with blood on the fingertips, The cold sting brought slight resistance from the opponent, but they were all ignored under the strong scent of blood...

The restless guard regained calm as the blood disappeared from Bruch's mouth.

The ignored Prince's expression became more and more ugly.

Ahhh, that's the taste... Black Dragon General's bloody pupils narrowed slightly in enjoyment.

It coincides with the delicacy in memory, but it is so vivid that it seems to be tasted for the first time. It is so sweet that it makes people tremble in the depths of the bone marrow, but it is only as small as a fingertip... Not enough, not enough, no matter what! Waited for so long, endured for so long! I just want more, thicker, more fragrant juice with vitality, which is fully hidden in this soft body. As long as you bite it lightly, it will flow out endlessly... The tongue licked the warm skin, leaving wet water marks, and the collar that got in the way was roughly torn off!

I want... I really want to stretch out my blood teeth to tear off the thin layer of delicious skin, and plunge deeply into the source of the blood spring! Let the hot and strong liquid flow over the tip of the tongue, moisten the dryness, fill the hunger and thirst, and slide down the throat freely...

The iconic tooth marks on the side of the neck, as if a sharp sword pierced Bruch's eyes in an instant! All impulses came to an abrupt end, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured from head to toe, the passion was rapidly cooled...

Ah yes, this guy belongs to someone else.