Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The girl's fingertips are close at hand, and now he can taste the blood as long as he lowers his head slightly.

His Majesty the Blood Race was in a trance for a while.

The lavender eyes gradually deepened, and the cold white fingertips slowly held the girl's little hand.

He lowered his eyes, pursed his thin lips for a moment, and then bent down.

It is hard for the blood race to resist the smell of blood, but it is the first time for Yiluo to come into contact with blood so close, even if he has never eaten it before, it is hard to refuse.

He held the blood beads in his mouth.

The smell of blood stunned His Majesty the Blood Race for a moment, and then, that sweet smell stained his calm lavender eyes with a little strange and confused joy.

The smell of blood was very sweet, similar to what he imagined.

Even though he is His Majesty of the Blood Race, he understood for the first time why the Blood Race is obsessed with blood.

His eyelashes drooped, looking at the wound on Feng Qian's finger.

It's healing there.

At the same time, there is a strange tingling feeling from the fingertips.

Feng Qian blinked, then looked down again, just like the other party helped her remove the red marks and pain from the handcuffs on her wrists before.

The girl raised her eyes, but met the other party's lavender eyes.

There was starlight in those eyes, and at the moment they seemed to be lifeless, staring at her quietly with a bit of a daze.

Yiluo's gaze gradually moved down, and landed on the corner of the girl's lips.

There, there is a little drop of blood.

He paused, then raised his hand involuntarily, gently holding the girl's small face with his white fingertips.

With the blood bead reflected in his eyes, he was a little dazed.

That smell is extremely attractive to the vampires.

Being held in the face like this, Feng Qian was a little dazed.

Then, seeing His Majesty the Blood Race in front of him, he slowly bent down and covered him.

Yiluo didn't let go of the star-like drops of blood.

His lavender eyes looked calm.

The excitement of having just tasted the blood was suppressed in his eyes.

The sweet smell of blood melted in the mouth and filled the air, which made His Majesty the Blood Clan squint his eyes happily.

He backed away slowly, with strange emotions in his eyes, he just said something along the lines of his heart: "Sweet."

Feng Qian blinked, and touched the corner of his lips with his fingers.

Is this... dear?

"Your Majesty, kiss me?"

His Majesty the Blood Race was stunned for a while, not quite understanding Feng Qian's words.

After a while, he asked the girl in a clear and pleasant voice: "What is a kiss?"

Hearing this sentence, Feng Qian blinked his eyes in surprise.

Shard actually didn't know what kiss meant.

Feng Qian looked up at the other party and explained: "It's just... like you just did."

His Majesty the Blood Clan watched the girl quietly, nodded, and asked, "Do you suck blood?"

Feng Qian: "..."

Blood sucking?

Feng Qian paused, and decided to demonstrate it himself.

She stood on tiptoe, grabbed His Majesty's shoulder with her small hand, leaned over gently, and gave a smack.

Then return obediently.

Feng Qian said seriously: "That's it."

His Majesty the Blood Race blinked his eyes innocently, and a trace of doubt slipped through his lavender eyes, which were as clear as a child's.

The film of His Majesty the Blood Race, which has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, is still as pure as a piece of white paper.

Never even drank blood.

"I understand." His Majesty the Blood Race said seriously, "It's like this, right?"

As he spoke, a snow-white figure covered him.

The silver hair of His Majesty the Sanguine fell over the girl's thin shoulders like a waterfall.

There is a nice smell of roses in the air.

There was a touch of ice on the lips.

After lightly touching her, the person opposite stood up and looked down at the girl, with a normal look in her lavender eyes.

It's as if... the action the other party just made was just like a primary school student imitating the teacher's action, just wanting to practice and confirm.

Feng Qian was stunned, and blinked her beautiful long eyelashes.

The fair little face was stained with a very light crimson color.

The girl lowered her head and tugged at the hem of her skirt, raised her eyes again after a while, and said to the other party: "This, you can't do it to others casually."