[Quick Travel] Weak cannon fodder relies on beauty to confuse villains

Chapter 47

At this moment, the people who had been watching outside the kitchen for a long time made a little noise.

In the silence of the night, all sounds will be amplified. Ruan Qingshu was so startled that she turned back instantly!

The moment he saw the man's pale and handsome face clearly, the young man's slender shoulders shook violently!

Afraid?

Sauron suppressed the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart and slowly approached with an expressionless expression.

The man's low, charming voice contained a casual mockery, and his fishy eyes looked at the young man predatorily.

He suddenly smiled and said, "Long time no see, my little master."

31. [It's all up to me, I'm going into the dark room tonight~]

The air freezes at this moment.

Suddenly, a soft cry broke the dead silence.

The young man's beautiful little face was stained with an unusual flush for some reason. As his eyelashes trembled, big tears welled up at the end of his fierce eyes, which wetted his pretty, white face.

"cry?"

Sauron said coldly, half sarcastically and half self-deprecatingly, "Are you afraid of this?"

As if frightened by his cold tone, the delicate young man trembled slightly, and the slight curling of his slender shoulders caused the large collar to reveal a piece of smooth and white skin.

The snow on his neck was as greasy as jade, and a layer of soft moonlight fell on the young man's green collarbone, which was so clean that it made your heart tremble.

The ice that the silver-haired vampire deliberately disguised was shattered bit by bit by the violent heartbeat!

The cold skin is melting, and the evil beast is about to reveal its ferocious look. Sauron's silver eyelashes were half closed, and in his fishy eyes, greed and desire were crazily intertwined.

When he spoke again, his deep voice was already tainted with a strong secret desire, which was unusual for the Gu. "Does the young master think that the slave will hurt you?"

The young man raised his head in confusion, his watery black eyes full of innocence and confusion.

He shook his head slightly, his black hair was soft, his lips were slightly parted, his bright and fair face was flushed with a heavy, unnatural blush, and his eyebrows were tightened with pain.

Ruan Qingmei covered her neck with trembling hands and bent down uncontrollably. Her thin white fingers were trembling and she couldn't hold anything firmly.

What bad luck - he chuckled.

The trachea was blocked by dry pieces of bread and it was difficult to breathe.

I was anxious, distressed, and wanted to laugh a little: [The lump is not big, but the bread is sticky after chewing, so I need to drink some water! 】

Ruan Qingmei also knew that he needed water, but it was difficult for him to stand up and find drinking water in a short time.

Just when he was in the area, a tall shadow covered him. Ruan Qingmei's eyes were filled with tears and she had no energy to look up.