The plot of Quick Wear is always wrong

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This is not very polite.

But neither of them took it seriously.

The fingertips found the pointed top in the mouth, and then pressed it deliberately and maliciously. The fangs were very small, so small that they had just poked their heads out.

"Little vampire? Not yet an adult?"

Yan Mo smiled and looked at Qi Xiu's face in the dark.

It's amazing, but also very strange.

This person clearly had a helpless look on his face, but he didn't show any intention of refusing. He even opened his mouth to cooperate with him and let him do whatever he wanted.

Yan Mo met those eyes, his Adam's apple moved, and his heart was lifted. He had never felt this way before, and he didn't understand why this vampire was so indulgent towards him after just knowing him...

Yes, indulgence.

It was as if no matter what he did, this person would not care...

Yan Mo narrowed his eyes and moved forward, so close that he could feel the cold body temperature of the man in front of him. Vampires don't breathe, but Qi Xiu does. It's very faint, so faint that he couldn't hear it if he didn't get close.

He raised his other hand and pressed it on his chest. There was no beating. Yan Mo's throat tightened, and then he felt ridiculous.

This is a vampire.

A vampire.

He reminded himself, withdrew his hand and changed the subject.

"How old are you?"

Qi Xiu watched him lie down and made a gesture of the number two. Before he could make the gesture of zero, Yan Mo closed his eyes.

"kid."

?

Qi Xiu let out a cry, then lay down beside him, then pulled his hand out, touched Yan Mo's arm with his fingertips, and wrote on his hand stroke by stroke.

"200 years old?"

Yan Mo turned sideways and saw Qi Xiu staring at his wrist, swallowing and unable to hold back laughing.

The veins on the wrist were clearly visible and blue, which looked very tempting. Although he hadn't bitten it open, Qi Xiu could smell the scent. The scent attracted him so much that he even wanted to drool.

"Would you like to give it a try?"

Qi Xiu glanced at him and felt that he was definitely going to take out the gun again. His eyes were so naked that Yan Mo was stunned and reached out his hand towards him.

"If you can bite it..."

He was teasing him on purpose. He had just touched his fangs. Compared with the small teeth and this arm, it was unclear who was hurt...

Qi Xiu raised his hand and hit it, then suddenly turned over and faced away from him.

A snort of laughter came from behind him. Seeing that he didn't mean that, Yan Mo didn't provoke him again. He sighed, stretched out his hand to look at the fingertips that had just touched his fangs, and felt a little sleepless.

This feels a bit weird.

But he didn't hate it.

I even like it very much in my heart, it's so satisfying, as if it was meant to be this way...

When I woke up in the morning, the room was pitch black. I didn't know where Yan Mo had gone, and everything around was very quiet.

Qi Xiu sat up and found himself lying in the middle of the bed, covered with a thin quilt.