Xiang Xing couldn''t help opening his soft eyes.


    Use coffins as beds


    Well, it''s really vampire.


    Although the shape of the coffin bed was grotesque and strange, the same aroma as Clarence stirred her heartstrings inexplicably in this strange atmosphere.


    The small nose stirred subconsciously, like a demon, greedily smelling the strong and charming fragrance.


    He had been smelling hot in his nose and coughed a few times.


    Seeing this, the man on the side suddenly burst into laughter.


    "I''m not used to the smell, am I?"


    Clarence said, suddenly raising his slender palm and rubbing his furry head hard.


    Soft voice coaxed and comforted, "don''t force yourself to accept it in a short time. We have a lifetime and can adapt slowly, huh?"


    "Well... I''m not used to it."


    Smelling the speech, the little guy gently sipped his glittering and translucent pink lips and shook his head hard.


    Immediately, he lifted his lips and blinked at the man with a bright apricot pupil. "I fell in love with this taste as early as the first time I saw you."


    "Yes?"


    Clarence raised her fine eyebrows and smiled. "It''s not like a daughter of noble origin would like it."


    The smell of the roots of plants and trees pulled up from the mud in the dark forest, mixed with the strange smell of strong rust smell, how can it be the taste loved by a lady.


    However, when the man tried to look for even a trace of comfort from the girl''s look, he unexpectedly couldn''t get the answer he wanted.


    The infatuation on her face is obviously the most sincere without any impurities.


    Seeing this, Clarence squinted and laughed.


    In this way, it was him, as the old saying in the eastern continent said, who spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.


    "Well, let''s not continue the topic of taste."


    The little guy said, suddenly raised his little hand and gently pinched the man''s nearly transparent white cheek, pinching him back to his mind.


    Now, she doesn''t want to talk to him about the way of aroma.


    Mainly, her stomach is a little hungry.


    What if the ceremony is finished and you can''t catch up with the meal.


    After thinking about it, Xiang Xing left his mouth and turned around resolutely. He climbed into the coffin bed and lay down solemnly.


    After closing the bright soft eyes, he said softly, "let''s start, Clarence."


    “……”


    Clarence gave her a deep look.


    Finally, he was relieved and came forward solemnly.


    A pair of sharp blood family fangs, with the approach of that step, slowly protruded from the lips and became more pointed and long.


    He leaned over slowly, but another meal came to the girl''s ear first.


    The deep and dumb voice comes leisurely with an extremely reassuring solemn tone.


    "Don''t be afraid, whether it is success or failure... I will always be with you."


    The voice just fell, Xiang Xing suddenly felt it, and a strange feeling of paralysis came from his neck.


    Under this unspeakable anesthetic effect, although she could clearly perceive that the sharp teeth had penetrated the veins, she didn''t feel any pain at all..


    This makes the little guy curious.