Eldest Miss’s Style Isn’t Right

Mingming's words are so ambiguous that it is easy to stimulate a man's animal nature. However, when he met her clean and clear eyes at this moment, Mu Xuanqing was a little ridiculous, and the inexplicably aroused restlessness in his heart gradually calmed down.

He got it.

At this moment, it was like a little wild cat that he accidentally fed once on the road. Knowing that he had something to eat, he followed and was ready to rely on him.

She didn't even think that such words were ambiguous. Maybe in her opinion, she was his, it was just a verbal meaning.

He sighed and couldn't tell if he was disappointed, so he looked at her calmly:

"Feed you? What do you want to eat?"

"Can I eat whatever I want?" Gu Qingyu's eyes lit up.

"Yeah." Mu Xuanqing looked at her, his eyes never taking his eyes off her face for a moment.

She laughed.

She smiled extremely sweetly, and then she threw herself at him, "Sir, I thought about it, it's immoral to eat you directly... oh, it might be against the law, so, give me a little of your blood Bar!"

She had already prepared the tools to draw blood, Mu Xuanqing looked at it with amazement.

His blood is special, except when he first came back, he hoped that someone could help him, especially at the most special time of each month...

But later, after he knew what complicated situation he was in, he wouldn't let others touch him.

The only one who can save him is himself.

And his blood, being taken for research, is something he does not accept.

To be used as an experiment, once is enough.

He didn't like the feeling of being blood drawn, and he wouldn't give his blood to others casually.

However, at this moment, in the face of this mysterious woman, Mu Xuanqing did not reject it at all. He directly took the needle tube in her hand and stabbed it into his own blood vessel very skillfully. He even took out a tube with one hand and handed it to him give her:

"Is this my return gift?"

"...Ah? Um..."

Gu Qingyu stared blankly at this scene. She was mentally prepared to be rejected. Even bringing this thing here was just to tease him. Of course, his blood... She really wanted it. .

Not to drink, but to experiment.

She has to figure out why his blood, including his whole being... is so attractive to her, why does his blood contain so much energy?

But she didn't expect that he not only agreed, but also drew his blood to her so cleanly that he didn't seem to worry at all about what bad things she would do with his blood, and his actions...

How are you so skilled?

Gu Qingyu stared at the area where he had just drawn blood. There were quite a few pinhole marks in this place. Although some of them have been in the past for a long time, they were probably punctured too many times, and they can still be seen now... …

For the first time, the smile on her face disappeared.

She stared at him, silent for a while, "Sir...does it hurt?"

Mu Xuanqing was taken aback.

Then, she saw her grabbing his arms with both hands, leaning over, and licking the small wound that he had just drawn blood and could hardly see...

The body shook uncontrollably, and Mu Xuanqing heard her voice: "Sir, I don't want it anymore."

don't want? Don't want his blood?

Isn't she relying on him because of his blood?

Now, really don't?

Mu Xuanqing stared at her head, his wound actually smelled of blood, but she was really just like a small animal licking the wound, as if she wanted his wound to heal quickly...