Looking at the continuous flow of blood from Yin Yue's heart, the air was filled with a sweet smell of blood.

Ranbai rolled his throat slightly, it was sweet, I wanted to drink...

It is not only the instinct of the original owner's body, but also the thought of the devil.

It seems that she hasn't drunk blood for a long time.

It's really a bit, I miss it.

Defeat the impulse and open the turquoise porcelain bottle.

The water of the corpse was slowly tilted and dripped on Yin Yue's body.

The body of a living person disappeared in the blink of an eye!

She looked at the scene with an expressionless face, her black eyes were dull and there was no emotion at all.

Cold and cold, interpreted to the fullest in her body.

She is also a tasteful blood clan, and she will never drink the blood of such people!

The smell of blood in the air dissipated.

"What are you doing?" Bo Yan stood not far away wearing a white shirt and black pants, looking at the picture in front of him and speaking calmly.

The corners of dyed white lips curled slightly, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the blood-stained scalpel carefully, until she could not see any trace of blood, and the silver light shone in the sun.

Putting away the scalpel, Ranbai raised his eyes, smiled harmlessly at Bo Yan, and replied calmly: "Kill."

Bo Yan responded calmly, walked forward gracefully with the milk cart in one hand, his voice clean and restrained: "Your milk tea."

Ranbai raised his head slightly and smiled suddenly: "But I don't want to drink milk tea now."

There was a faint smell of blood around him, and the handsome man in Qinggui stood there sideways, in a gentle tone: "What do you want to drink?"

Ranbai paused for a moment, stared at Bo Yan with black eyes, and calmly spit out a word: "Blood."

She wanted to drink blood, fresh, clean.

Under the lush willow trees around, the handsome ascetic man slowly looked at each other with the pale and thin girl.

Her eyes were facing each other, her eyes were clearly black and white, and his eyes were calm.

No one can see who is emotional, nor can they see what they are thinking at this moment.

Bo Yan clearly heard a word, blood.

Bo Yan also knew very clearly that he was indulging in the people in front of him.

An uncontrollable feeling, extremely dangerous.

Bo Yan didn't know at this moment,

All rationality and calmness will be instantly defeated when you meet someone.

She is his disaster, and even more so it is a disaster he can't overcome.

It was not until later that Bo Yan realized that he was moved.

He put the milk tea aside, and slowly unbuttoned the first shirt with his slender fingers, his movements with indescribable pride and pleasing to the eye.

Ranbai blinked and looked at Bo Yan's actions.

The ascetic man leaned over slightly, pointed his slender and beautiful fingers at his neck, and his voice was calm: "Drink mine."

Whether it is out of inexplicable possessiveness in his heart or other emotions that he doesn't know, Bo Yan doesn't want to drink other people's blood in vain.

"Serious?" Ranbai hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"Um."

Ranbai was silent for a while, bit his neck in one bite, and two sharp teeth appeared in his mouth, gently biting his fair neck.

Blood with a sweet smell poured into his mouth, and his white throat rolled up and down.

Bloody pupils flashed.

So sweet and fragrant.

Bo Yan groaned, and his fair and beautiful hands unconsciously held the girl's slender waist.

The lips touched the neck, and a strange and unfamiliar numbness rose, sweeping across the body, making Bo Yan's body a little stiff.

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