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"Well, more or less, quite clever." Warfarin took another sip of her drink, this time as if she were serious.

She placed her hands on An Xin's chest, bringing her face closer and closer until she could feel An Xin's breath hitting her cheeks, almost overlapping with his.

Then...

Warfarin swallowed the wine, then whispered in Anxin's ear.

"Aren't you looking forward to it?"

An Xin stiffened, turned Lian to one side, and remained silent, exposing her neck.

Warfarin laughed non-stop, got off Anxin, and handed him the cup.

"Have a drink with me. I can't drink much when I'm in the medical department, the atmosphere is always so depressing."

"Okay, sure." An Xin nodded.

"How could you not be able to afford inhibitors? Even if something happened to your family, it shouldn't be this bad, right?" Warfarin asked curiously. "That watch you're wearing is worth six or seven hundred thousand Lungmen dollars. Even if you sold all your possessions, you could still live quite comfortably."

"Is it."

In fact, besides clothes, longsword, and staff, An Xin sold everything she could to cover her expenses for coming to Longmen. She had a feeling that she didn't want to sell this watch, probably because it was something very important to the original owner.

He took a sip of his drink. "This is the last thing I have. If I really run out of money, I'll consider selling it."

"But you, Miss Warfarin, have a terrible temper. You enjoy toying with men's feelings. Do you treat everyone this way?"

"Hehe, are you jealous?" Warfarin's thought process is obviously different from that of ordinary women. An Xin's straight-man remarks, which would make most women angry, not only did not make Warfarin feel unhappy, but she also caught on to her emotions.

She grinned, revealing two sharp teeth, and pressed her lips against An Xin's body, her lips brushing against his earlobe.

"Don't be so dissatisfied. You think I'm that kind of woman? You're wrong!"

To me, you are special.

"Why?" An Xin didn't believe there was such a good thing in the world: a woman he liked fell in love with him at first sight.

This sounds more like a honey trap.

Having been a police officer for so long, I still have this much vigilance.

Warfarin laughed, "Of course it's because you're my type and your blood tastes good. Isn't that enough? Blood demons have a hard time resisting sweet blood. Even though I've suppressed my bloodlust, I'm still a blood demon."

"It's really funny to tease you, especially the way you're turning your face away now. Are you shy? Jealous? Let me take a closer look."

"Fine." An Xin forced herself to remain expressionless. "Aren't you going to drink blood?"

"One more drink!"

In the blink of an eye, both of them had drunk quite a bit. An Xin wasn't drunk; he had a pretty good tolerance for alcohol.

Warfarin had drunk three or four bottles and was slightly tipsy. She took out a bottle from her small bag and poured it into the wine.

"Try this! It'll be great."

"What is that?" An Xin didn't want to be drained dry by the vampire lady in front of him, or to wake up tomorrow to find himself tied to her feet, or to have his kidneys gone.

As Warfarin spoke, she tossed the two potions into the wine and handed it to Anxin.

As if to reassure him, Warfarin took a big gulp herself.

"Drink it. It's a very interesting drug. It has a magical effect when combined with alcohol, making people... taste a very complex flavor. I heard it produces a white horse alcohol flavor."

"Is that so?" An Xin tasted a cup; it did indeed have a unique flavor.

However, I feel dizzy.

In less than ten breaths, he lay down on the bed. Warfarin, her eyes glazed with desire, climbed onto his waist and then lay down as well, her breathing becoming heavy as well.

"What medicine did you use?"

"I... wait... I'm a little hot. This isn't working, it's really just..."

There was a slight mishap tonight; Miss Warfarin didn't get any blood and was tormented all night.

The moon and stars were asleep, but An Xin and Hua Falin were still awake. Staring at the burly young man on the bed, she felt like crying but had no tears left. In the end, she could only throw herself into his arms and stab her two sharp teeth into his neck.

This bloodsucking allowed Warfarin to recover quickly, preventing her from limping away.

"Damn it, I... I've ruined myself. How could I have gotten that kind of drug?" she thought, tightening her grip on An Xin's arm.

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Second Game

Before falling asleep, An Xin held Warfarin's white hair and let her drink her blood as she pleased. As long as she went out and ate her fill, this little bit of blood was nothing to An Xin, who had recovered from her injuries.

Warfarin didn't know how much she had drunk, but she could feel her body recovering quickly.

She felt cheated just thinking about it.

To risk everything for a taste of blood is such a waste, such a waste.

Retracting her sharp fangs, Warfarin felt like she couldn't walk when she got off Anxin.

With such good stamina, what an animal!

Staring at the blood-stained flower blooming on the bedsheet, Warfarin quickly tidied herself up, got dressed, and limped out of bed, still leaning against the wall.

"Can't you be a little gentler with me?"

That being said, Warfarin also knew that he was affected by the drug.

That was the amount she had prepared for an orca, but the two of them drank it all.

At this moment, the blond youth had fallen into a deep sleep, his face fair and his features strong.

Before leaving, Warfarin placed the five inhibitors she had brought with her on his bedside table.

Finally, she hesitated for a moment.

Bow down.

Thin, pink lips pressed against his cheek, then parted just as quickly.

"You jerk, don't you know how to take things one step at a time? You can't do this again next time."

After uttering those words, Warfarin put on her black cloak and gave An Xin a deep look before leaving the room.

If it weren't for the time crunch, I really wanted to wake up with him. Now I have to go back; Kal'tsit might have already found out.

If An Xin were awake, she would most likely pretend to be indifferent and even take the opportunity to tease him.

"clatter."

The sound of the door lock clicking shut was not loud, and the young man in the room suddenly opened his eyes.

He stared at the ceiling, stretched out his hand, looked at the back of his hand, then turned his hand over and stared at his palm.

The feeling of her long white hair still lingers in my palm. She's gone, and I feel an emptiness in my heart.

Every scene from last night is etched in my heart. We're in two different worlds now, but this is still Anxin's first love.

As for why he pretended to be asleep.

Because he didn't know how to face Warfarin.

He put the inhibitor away, took a shower, and kept thinking about Warfarin's attitude.

At least I don't find it offensive.

Moreover, the difference in her attitude towards him before and after was really huge, from initially having the upper hand and constantly provoking him.

Seeing Warfarin's slightly resentful girlish personality just now, An Xin actually felt that this side of Warfarin was more real.

It's still a bit sloppy.

In the end, he dug his own grave.

Water flowed over her ears, and An Xin quickly washed them clean. As she dried her hair, she looked at the bed, where there was a pool of blood in the very center.

This is actually the first time...

Anxin folded the bed sheet and put it in a bag along with the inhibitor.

Never mind, it's just the cost of a bed sheet.

Let's just consider it a memento.

Just then, his communicator rang. An Xin took it out and found it was Hoshiguma.

"Hey, Sister Ghost?"

"Hmm, we have a mission?"

"Say the location again?"

"I'm nearby, I understand." An Xin was taken aback and hung up the phone.

He put on his trench coat and went to the front desk to pay the bill.

The first breeze of the morning carried away a trace of warmth, making An Xin shiver.

He walked out the door and bumped right into Hoshiguma on a motorcycle, with Chen Huijie behind him.