The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Those people were heartbroken and crying. He comforted them gently, but he couldn't empathize with them at all.

Over time, he could also feel tired.

So, when those vampires captured people, he chose to save the dozen or so people and was captured himself.

It was as if his chest was filled with negative emotions and he was very tired.

In fact, to him, there was no difference between being a "blood source human" and being a holy son.

Was this emotion actually because he had lived enough?

*

When Xia Ling came out, Bai Ran was still in a daze.

He was lying on the sofa in a stiff posture.

It was as if he was trying to forcefully imitate her, but due to his good upbringing, he imitated her inappropriately.

Xia Ling: "Bai Ran, go to sleep. I'll bring you to do something fun tomorrow."

In front of her, he was indeed like a blank sheet of paper. She could sense his emotions.

Perhaps it was the effect of the partnership contract?

Xia Ling walked over and sat on Bai Ran's lap.

Poor Bai Ran. He was just about to try the feeling of laziness when he was caught red-handed by the woman who came out of the bathroom.

Now, the same fragrance from her body was still seeping into his nose and entwining him.

"Yun Chuxin, can you stay away from me?"

Bai Ran's face was almost red.

The woman who came out of the bathroom was not wearing any clothes at all.

Her bright and clean white body was nestled on his lap.

He turned his face away and closed his eyes, looking very stiff.

"No, we're already married. We're both husband and wife. What's there not to see?"

Seeing Bai Ran like this, Xia Ling pressed her body down, her elbows propping up her face on the sofa.

With a smile, she took a strand of hair and gently swept it across his slender neck.

The extremely itchy feeling made Bai Ran try to endure it, but he couldn't.

He turned his face away, pushed Xia Ling away, and stood up in a panic.

Xia Ling was pushed onto the sofa by him, licking her lips gently.

A dark light flowed in her pitch-black eyes, beautiful and pale, but her gaze still fell on Bai Ran.

She kept feeling that he was more like a Tang monk than a priest.

And she was more like a fairy than a vampire.

The fairy wanted to eat Tang monk's flesh, but she had to swallow it down, skin and bones.

She could not eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Looking at him, she still endured it.

*

That night, Bai Ran was extremely nervous.

On the same bed, the woman's fragrance faintly lingered over, but out of his expectations, it did not linger over.

It was almost dawn. Bai Ran finally could not hold it in anymore and fell into a deep sleep.

*

The next day, he was woken up early by Xia Ling.

When he opened his eyes, Bai Ran was a little confused.

She was wearing a suit-and-tie school uniform with a gray pleated skirt underneath. Her seaweed-like long hair was tied into a high ponytail, making her face look even more petite.

Her cold white skin had an ivory luster. Even if her black eyes were shimmering, the color of her pale lips still made her not look particularly spirited.

Her gaze landed on the long legs under the gray pleated skirt.

Those legs were plain white and well-proportioned, and their strength was eye-catching.

Bai Ran looked at her and felt that he could not keep up with her jumping thoughts.

"What are you doing?"

"Me?" The small fangs at the edge of her lips were exposed at once. Xia Ling smiled brightly. "Get ready to eat some breakfast!"

Seeing the redness in her eyes, Bai Ran reacted.

His and her breakfast

So, she liked him and brought him along.

Was it because he was good-looking, or was it because he was the food that she carried with her?