Every World Seems Not Quite Right [Quick Wear]

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Then, he felt that the boy should be waking up soon. The sharp teeth that had been biting on the boy's neck directly penetrated the fair skin of his neck and pierced into the blood vessels. The sweet nectar spurted into his mouth, making the man involuntarily squint his eyes and reveal an intoxicated and satisfied expression.

The man was satisfied, but the person he bit might not be happy. The man only felt the boy under him raising his arm to resist, so he subconsciously grabbed the boy's arm and pressed it down, and his sucking movements became a little faster.

When Shao Qian woke up, he felt something was wrong. His chest felt a little cold, and there was even a tingling sensation in his neck. He was about to swing his arms to throw away the person who was lying on him, but he didn't expect someone to hold his arm down. Then, an indescribable numbness spread from the bitten neck to his whole body...

The sun is shining on the dog. Shao Qian tried to use his chaotic brain to use the power of his soul, but... that guy shrank back again. No need to think about who was lying on him at this time.

However, Shao Qian was so angry at this moment. Damn it, if I hadn't come, would you have had some unspeakable relationship with other people?

Shao Qian wanted to be angry, but the pleasure in his body kept piling up. Shao Qian felt as if he had reached a critical point. Just when he wanted to release it, someone pinched his lower body. Then someone chuckled in his ear and said, "Do you want me? My, Your Majesty."

Want you? I want your sister. Shao Qian was really furious at this time. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he pried his hands apart, kicked him far away, wiped his bleeding neck with his hand, and then pulled up his torn clothes and sneered, "Who wants who?"

The man who was kicked away was not angry. He just sat on the ground and looked at Shao Qian with a smile: "You want me."

Shao Qian smiled at the man, rushed up to him and gave him a good beating, saying, "You are really too brave."

The man didn't fight back after being punched a few times, but when Shao Qian stretched out his foot to kick him, Shao Qian hugged him and then stretched out his right hand to pull him into his arms: "You just woke up, are you hungry?"

Shao Qian, who was held in the man's arms, struggled symbolically for a few times, but failed to shake his arms. He said in a cold voice: "Take your hoof away. Who are you and why are you in the underground palace?"

"My dear prince, this is not a crypt." The man hugged the boy tightly, put his right hand on his abdomen and said, "Don't you realize that you are forced to sleep?"

Shao Qian raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and grabbed the man's hand on his abdomen with his right hand: "If you dare to move again, I will not be polite."

"You're welcome." The man asked Shao Qian to turn around, let him sit on his thighs with his legs apart, and then gently pressed Shao Qian's head on his neck: "You must be hungry. When you are full, you will have the strength to hit me, right?"

Shao Qian was somewhat resistant to bloodsucking, however, he could not resist his body's instinct. When he got close to the man's neck, he felt a sweet fragrance permeating the man's skin and emanating from it, which made him swallow unconsciously and feel a sharp pain in his abdomen.

The man didn't see his prince take action for a while, so he stretched out his fingers and cut his neck. He held the little prince's head with his left hand and moved closer: "Is it fragrant? Do you want to drink a sip?"

Just now, Shao Qian couldn't feel the sweetness of blood so directly because of the skin blocking him. At this moment, the layer of skin protecting the blood was cut, and the sweet smell rushed directly into his brain, making Shao Qian's already confused mind unable to think of anything else. His sense of smell was invaded by the sweet smell of blood. He stretched out his tongue and licked it gently. His sharp teeth stretched out uncontrollably, leaving two long wounds on the man's neck.