Xia Yuan can know what Ying Sitong thinks.

The blood clan has a heartfelt desire for his blood.

The drunk blood clan doesn't know if he can control himself.

What if he accidentally sucks too much and causes him to die?

Xia Yuan thought for a moment, feeling that he could not sit still and wait for death.

Ying Sitong is very strong, but fortunately she is a little drunk, and Xia Yuan feels that she still has the power to fight.

A series of previous Mma actions of Professor Qiang Ge flashed through his mind.

"What we want to teach today is the floor movements in MMA, which are mainly used to deal with weak against strong and be knocked down by others..."

There was a rumbling sound.

Brother Qiang's voice seemed to ring in his ears.

The lightning exploded in Xia Yuan's mind, and he remembered all the moves.

...

The outside was filled with heavy snowflakes.

The moon shadows shine brightly on the windows.

Two figures staged a battle between the strongest humans and the blood clan in the room.

Lock!

Unlock!

Lock again!

Unlock again!

...

With a rush.

The two fell heavily to the ground.

Finally, I couldn't bear it, and the Simmons in the hotel collapsed along with the bed below.

Ying Sitong coughed twice, sat on the ground, looking at Xia Yuan in a daze.

She burped and was obviously vomiting.

"Don't I just want to hug you, are you as for it?"

"I……"

Xia Yuan opened his mouth and snatched his old anger in his chest and couldn't get up.

If you had said this earlier?

...

A night passed and nothing happened.

Ying Sitong vomited all night and all her bile was spit out.

Xia Yuan didn't sleep even in order to take care of her and was exhausted.

In this case, nothing can happen.

What's more, the bed board collapsed.

Just by the collapsed bed board, Xia Yuanying Sitong returned to the mattress and continued to cover her with a quilt.

Although Ying Sitong is much awake, she has a severe headache and it is the most painful to want to sleep but not be able to sleep.

After a while, amid the rustling sound of Xia Yuan cleaning, the beautiful young woman of the blood tribe barely fell asleep.

Xia Yuan cleaned the vomit on the ground and then sat on the mattress.

A mattress without a bed frame can only be called a tatami.

Fortunately, Ying Sitong did not exert ten percent of her skills, otherwise she might not be able to defend this half of the floor.

When Xia Yuan got into the quilt, a warm current surged out from it.

In fact, people’s needs are also very simple. It is enough to have a bed that can warm up on a cold night.

He turned his head and looked at Ying Sitong, and his heart seemed to shine with a white moonlight.

The beautiful young woman with a blood tribe leaned her head on the tatami, and her right hand rested under her face, with a quiet and peaceful expression.

Her body curled up like a kitten.

There was still some sweat on her fair skin, and a strand of hair was wet and stuck on her face, making her look charming.

Her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and I don’t know what she dreamed of.

Just a murmur from time to time.

Xia Yuan felt that his heart was about to be melted. When she fell asleep, Ying Sitong could definitely be called an angel.

He looked at her, and his heart was a little bit faster and his mouth was dry.

Ying Sitong's lips were slightly opened, and the plump and three-dimensional lip line seemed so tempting.

Xia Yuan's heart moved and he bent down.

However, he hesitated for a moment, and finally he just gently touched her forehead with his lips.

It's already past 3 a.m.

Xia Yuan frowned slightly, it was time to go to bed.

A sense of fatigue in his heart, he lay down calmly.

After sleeping for a while, he found something was wrong. He wiped his hand and realized that he was not wearing long-lasting pants.

Not to mention, the pantyhose is a little hot.

"hiss……"

When he took off the warm pantyhose, his heart was so painful that he felt his heart tugged.

To explain this situation scientifically, it is to -

The friction between the legs and pantyhose caused static electricity, causing the legs that should have been smooth and smooth to become hard and pierced into the mesh hole of the pantyhose.

This sudden pull, the sourness is almost the same as using a hair removal patch. (Don’t ask the author how to know, it’s just disharmonious.)

Xia Yuan finally lay down and faced Ying Sitong.

He looked at it for a while, turned over and turned his back to her.

Because I am afraid that I will be unable to bear it if I look at it twice more.

I don’t know how long it has been, but Xia Yuan was confused and half asleep, and Ying Sitong’s face was pressed against his back.

"Um……"

The beautiful young woman in the blood clan gently rubbed her face against his back, and finally put her chin on his shoulder.

"very nice."

Perhaps because she was walking around outside the house with her back on her back, she now felt quite nostalgic about Xia Yuan's back.

After a while, Ying Sitong murmured, "Father."

At the same time, two trickles of tears flowed out from the corners of her eyes, wetting Xia Yuan's neck.

Xia Yuan's heart moved. This guy probably dreamed of his father and regarded his back as his father-in-law who had been in the blood clan for more than 1,800 years.

"Now I won't call him father, I want to call him father."

"Dad." Ying Sitong lowered her head and sniffed his hair.

...

Xia Yuan got out of the quilt, put on his clothes, and then released Ying Sitong on his back.

He put a thick down jacket on the two of them outside, and then took the elevator downstairs with Ying Sitong on his back.

The moonlight fell from the sky, illuminating the snow on the ground.

Under the moonlight, the two of them walked slowly in the snow.

At the end of the wind and snow, it seems that the whole world is still the same as more than 1,800 years ago.

Ying Sitong crawled on Xia Yuan's shoulder, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ying Sitong had a dream at night—

She dreamed that there was really a moonlight treasure box in the world.

So she took Xia Yuan back to ancient times. In that era of chaos and warlords fighting, she and Xia Yuan found their separated parents.

Then……
To be continued...