[BL, MTL] Lamb Trap (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 79: Eating Game (8)

It was difficult for Lin Huaisheng to refuse Zhuyeqing's request. After all, Zhuyeqing's people and blood were very suitable for his taste. He had sucked the blood for so long while holding Zhuyeqing's wrist.

Lin Huaisheng indulged Zhuyeqing's behavior. It's rare for a gentle and restrained person to be crazy. He didn't even have the patience to wash up, so he re-set up his easel and painted Lin Huaisheng.

If Zhuyeqing was compared to a trap, the target of his trap was not the blood clan Lin Huaisheng, but Lin Huaisheng himself who had entered the game. Then His entrapment can be counted as a success.

After repeated revisions, Zhuyeqing is almost the most perfect "work" without any shortcomings.

But it's a two-way trap.

Lin Huaisheng was also designing traps for him.

After the painting was finished, Lin Huaisheng looked at himself in the painting, with black hair and black eyes, but he did not raise any objections.

"The painting is not bad."

Lin Huaisheng raised his chin, giving a little praise in his reserve. But it seems to be enough for Zhuyeqing, it seems that Lord Marquis has actually acquiesced in him and boldly thinks that he is not what he was before the blood clan.

How long ago...

maybe in that world where Stockholm was entangled with criminals.

...

The blood clan meeting is coming soon, and Lin Huaisheng really needs to see many things in person. After leaving Zhuyeqing, Lin Huaisheng went to the study, and planned to ask the housekeeper to report on the current matters.

But there was already a person sitting in his chair in the study.

Hearing the voice, Achilles said, "Where did you go?"

This chair was shipped here from the east. It is said that it is very fashionable to use imported goods from the East, such as tea, porcelain, silk... The housekeeper bought a lot according to Lin Huaisheng's order, scattered here every corner of the building. The blood beauty in the east likes this chair very much, because these are all things from his hometown. Over hundreds of years, people will age and die, but the utensils will not. Old stuff with a rotten smell.

On weekdays, the blood clan Lin Huaisheng liked this chair very much, and even had only this chair in the study, and he would sometimes take care of it himself. But Achilles didn't care for it so much, and the wooden chair was casually dragged to the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the window, looking at the gloomy snow outside again.

In other words, Achilles did not look at Lin Huaisheng.

"Father, the chair you're sitting on is mine."

Lin Huaisheng didn't expect Lin Huaisheng to say that at all, and Arius finally turned his head, his usual indifferent golden eyes showing a look of surprise.

"Lin, what about your upbringing?"

Aleus couldn't help wondering, could it be that he had really been away for so long this time that Lin Huaisheng had such an abnormal rebellion?

"I'm not even worthy of one of your chairs?"

Lin Huaisheng understood the truth of going too far, and didn't intend to show his resistance to Aleus all the time. He still has a lot of things to do in this dungeon, he doesn't want to be entangled by the twins, and Achilles naturally has the same reason. He has many ways to make Achilles unhappy, and it doesn't have to be all now.

The little blood race slowly approached the armrest of the chair, his attitude had obviously softened, but he still had a bit of bravado, and emphasized in a low voice.

"But this is my favorite chair." For some

unknown reason, Alius suddenly forgave the spoiled child, perhaps because this was his only "child". And he is so bright and beautiful, and his temperament is also very beautiful.

So suddenly Achilles didn't want to say some things that would make the scene even more embarrassing, and he didn't care about any chairs, even though the entire mansion actually belonged to him, the little guy with his teeth and claws was not considered the owner of this place.

Aleus touched the armrest, it was round and smooth, it had been touched repeatedly for many years, Lin Huaisheng really liked it. Achilles could even imagine those cold fingers playing with these hollow carvings. Achilles shook hands, then let go, standing up gracefully and simply.

"You have a bad temper. Get angry?"

It sounds very tender, but it will never appear on Aleus. This man is like the snow outside the window, so cold that it makes your teeth chatter.

"If you are strong enough, I will not care about you. But instead, you have to force yourself to compete with the nature of the blood race. Lin, you are no longer a child, and immaturity can no longer be your excuse."

"I I heard that you insisted on taking the job of organizing the meeting, so what about the result of your hard work?"

"I've been waiting for you here for several hours, Lin, now you have to come up with results to satisfy me. Otherwise, explain why the morning What have you been doing for so long?"

Lin Huaisheng couldn't help doubting that Achilles had closely observed his every move.

But the relationship between the Duke of Achilles and Lin Huaisheng does not require Achilles to spend a lot of time doing this. If Achilles really pays attention to Lin Huaisheng in private, then his indifference and rejection on the surface are more worthy of speculation.

But these are not all things that the little oriental bat who is single-minded and unrequited love will figure out.

Lord Marquis, who is domineering and domineering towards everyone, is always worried about gains and losses in front of his beloved father. Even with the appearance of thorns all over his body at this moment, it seems that love can be regarded as hatred.

This is the sadness of unequal feelings. He is too passive, and because of his temper, he always makes everything the worst.

Lin Huaisheng listened to all of what Achilles said in silence.

He bowed his head slightly, as if overwhelmed. Looking closely at his stature, his frame is not big, his shoulders are thin and emaciated. When he became a vampire, he was between a teenager and adolescence, and he hadn't had time to grow up to the most powerful age of a man. Anything can crush him.

Not to mention facing a strong and powerful man like Duke Aleus.

"Because you will appear."

"Father is the spiritual leader of the blood race, and he will never miss every meeting... I will rush to hold it, and you will appear and come back."

Aleus was silent about this.

Many times, facing Lin Huaisheng's sincerity, he just kept silent and didn't respond, but he didn't completely reject it.

Lin Huaisheng, with his head down, evoked a smile.

"Father asked me where I was going? I was hungry, so I went to eat some 'something'."

"You are right, don't go against my nature, I am already a blood race... But compared to when you left me, now I have made some progress, right? I no longer resist drinking human blood. I even raised a group of blood slaves. I have a bad habit of taking good care of myself and turning day and night. I will gradually change it..."

Since What Aleus said, Lin Huaisheng is not a character who is willing to suffer, and he knows how to use words to make a person hurt.

He wanted Achilles' speechlessness because he was speechless.

"Father is so strong, can't he get rid of the desire for blood?"

"This is the nature of the blood race."

Aleus stared at Lin Huaisheng, the color of his pupils was golden and red, constantly changing. Aleus looked at Lin Huaisheng's increasingly excited expression in the more and more words he uttered. The fangs of the blood clan mutated into sharp teeth of poisonous snakes, spraying venom continuously, and the child got supreme happiness in it .

There is powerful authority in words, and whoever gets it, the other side will avoid it. Now it was Lin Huaisheng's turn to speak eloquently, but Aleus couldn't speak.

"But I have one more 'nature' than all the blood races,"

Lin Huaisheng said, raising his eyes meaningfully, and glanced at his respected father.

"Only I have it, but it's not a good thing. Many times I also hate myself when I'm sick, it's too disgusting...but that's my 'nature', if I listen to my father, I have to eat and treat well, I have accepted all my nature, why did you still blame me from the very beginning?" There was

a chair between the two of them, and Aleus suddenly stretched out his hand and directly pried Lin Huaisheng's lips open.

Cold fingers resting on the fangs of the upper jaw, such a simple and brutal way prevented Lin Huaisheng from continuing to speak.

Aleus stirred Lin Huaisheng's mouth with his hand, carefully touching each of his fangs that eat and spray poison, but he himself did not realize how suggestive and aggressive this move was, the elder The person seemed to be just to complete an inspection, and then pulled his hand out.

"Smart teeth."

He commented lightly.

It's like checking the condition of the teeth of a leopard cat in the period of changing teeth.

But he didn't completely withdraw his hand. It's not that the little Marquis, whose strength is far inferior to his imposing manner, hasn't improved over the years. At least he can now hold Duke Aleus' wrist.

Lin Huaisheng sucked back that finger with a little sparkle.

"You don't like me finding a large group of blood slaves. Doesn't my father take responsibility for my pain?"

Lin Huaisheng sucked his mouth, his eyes fixed on the upper and lower fangs that came to gently poke at Achilles' fingertips, Send a secret and dangerous signal.

"Who made me a patient with skin hunger? It was you, dear father."

As he spoke, Lin Huaisheng pricked Achilles' finger at the same time, and the blood of the strong blood was in his mouth Gradually diluted and distributed, and his body's desire for appetite and touch reached a climax together.