The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

Ivy's delicate face flushed red, and her eyelashes trembled.

Not only did he not dodge, but he also proactively extended his wrist closer and whispered:

"Sir, please, please bite gently, I won't make a sound."

Wen Yubai: ...

He stood there with his mouth agape, unsure of what to do.

Just as he was about to harden his heart and bite Ivy hard to make her cry out in pain, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Then, with a "click," the door was pushed open.

Cedric stood in the doorway, wearing a dark silk nightgown with a loose neckline that revealed a bit of his collarbone.

Her hair wasn't combed neatly as usual, with a few stray strands hanging down her forehead.

He curled his lips into a smile, but his eyes held no real mirth.

"Earl White, it is not a gentleman's thing to break into a lady's room in the middle of the night."

Wen Yubai breathed a sigh of relief.

finally come.

He quickly released Ivy's wrist, took a few steps back, and pretended to be scared but stubborn, trying to put on a brave front.

"I was just passing by and was seduced by her. What's wrong with me wanting to drink her blood, a mere human?"

"They did something wrong, and then tried to shirk responsibility. Is this the kind of responsibility the White family has?"

Wen Yubai was speechless, not knowing what to say in rebuttal.

Cedric grabbed his arm and pulled him out.

Wen Yubai struggled twice but couldn't break free. He growled in frustration, "Let go!"

Seeing that Wen Yubai was about to be taken away, Ivy abandoned her innocent act and quickly got out of bed to chase after him, trying to exonerate Wen Yubai.

Before she could even utter a word, she was frozen in place by Cedric's gaze.

He said calmly, "Good night, Miss Ivy."

Ivy was stunned for a few seconds before she came to her senses and quickly ran to turn the doorknob, only to find that the door had been locked from the inside.

She leaned against the door, her face full of worry, her hand instinctively reaching for the distress signal device on her leg ring.

After hesitating for a long time, I still didn't press the button.

Let's wait and see how things go.

On the other side, Wen Yubai was thrown into a room by Cedric.

He staggered a couple of steps before regaining his balance, and his heart tightened when he saw the state of the room.

The wall lamps hanging on the wall emit warm light, yet the room feels cold all over.

A long black wooden table was located on the left, with rows of torture instruments neatly arranged on it, and several black shackles fixed to the wall.

The place was very clean, with a faint smell of disinfectant, but Wen Yubai seemed to smell blood.

Wen Yubai felt a little flustered, but he still held his nerve and didn't show any fear.

"What do you want to do?"

Cedric walked around the table, his gaze sweeping over the tools on it.

Like a discerning collector, he finally settles on a whip.

"It seems that the courses over this period have been of little use; they haven't even taught us basic self-control and respect."

His voice was deep and pleasant, tinged with a hint of disappointment.

"Kneel down."

Wen Yubai's jaw tightened: "Don't even think about it!"

The whip came flying through the air and struck his knee.

Cedric withdrew his strength, but Wen Yubai still knelt in pain.

"Don't want to kneel? Then how about we try another method?"

Cedric's voice was gentle and considerate.

His gaze swept meaningfully over the chains hanging on the wall.

"you?!"

A flame of humiliation ignited in Wen Yubai's eyes.

He lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if he had finally resigned himself to his fate, and his knees slowly bent.

Just as he was about to hit the ground, he suddenly sprang up, grabbed the short blade on the table, and attacked Cedric.

For Cedric, the attack was ridiculously slow.

He could easily dodge it and then break the other person's wrist.

But he didn't.

He simply turned slightly to the side, letting the blade cut his fingers, and incidentally reduced his aura.

Wen Yubai stood frozen in place, staring in disbelief at the wound from which blood oozed.

One drop, two drops.

An indescribable fragrance exploded in the air.

The frenzied assault on Wen Yubai's senses sent shivers down his spine, causing his fangs to grow uncontrollably.

"come over."

Wen Yubai bit her tongue, her eyes bloodshot, as she struggled against Cedric's seduction.

But the proud Grand Duke took the initiative to approach him.

He brought the injured finger to Wen Yubai's lips.

The crimson blood droplets were so close, emitting a suffocating aroma.

Like a hook.

"lick."

Wen Yubai wanted to turn his head away, but his reason gradually crumbled.

He couldn't help but bite the hook.

Like a hungry fish biting the bait.

The warm, moist tip of the tongue licks the wound, drawing out its sweetness.

But just then, the owner of the hook reeled in the line.

Wen Yubai looked up blankly, his eyes filled with unfulfilled desire, like a young animal whose food had been taken away.

Cedric looked down at him, who was in a daze.

A deep undercurrent surged in his eyes, carrying a hint of inexplicable emotion.

"Does that human blood still haunt you so much?"

-

Wen Yubai was locked in this room.

A faint sweetness lingered on his tongue, and he couldn't help but lick his sharp teeth.

After Cedric left, his senses gradually returned, and he realized what a foolish thing he had done.

Driven by his vampire desires, he couldn't control his greedy instincts and craved Cedric.

A wave of self-loathing washed over me.

He steadied himself, but still hadn't heard the completion notification for the plot point. Clinging to a sliver of hope, he activated 188 to inquire.

[This storyline point is incomplete.]

188 looked at the room where Wen Yubai was in the picture and checked his body again.

[Based on your physical data, you only suffered minor abrasions to your knees, which does not meet the criteria for "being severely punished by the Duke."]

Wen Yubai frowned, hesitated, and said, "188, I feel like Cedric is acting strangely."

These words instantly triggered the system's sensitive nerves, and the shadow of the previous world made it immediately alert.

It subtly inquired: "Did Cedric touch you?"

Wen Yubai was a little confused and said, "Well, I guess I should say I touched him? But it felt weird."

He told 188 what had happened, especially Cedric's incomprehensible final actions, giving a general account.

The tense data flow of 188 eased up a bit.

Ignoring his inexplicable final action, Cedric's behavior, overall, leans towards punishment.

The reason is that they didn't go all out.

That must mean Wen Yubai didn't really hurt the female lead, so Cedric, mindful of his count status, couldn't find an excuse to lash out.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, it suggested: "Find an opportunity to go to the female lead's place again. This time, make sure she's injured."

I refuse to believe that the second male lead would have been able to hold back and teach you a lesson back then.

"become."

Every night, the head maid would bring him blood plasma to sustain his life and prevent him from losing his mind due to excessive thirst and causing trouble.

Wen Yubai patiently waited for his opportunity. As the head maid turned around, he delivered a swift chop to her neck, and she collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

He successfully slipped out and went to Ivy's room.

However, Cedric saw all of this.

The castle is equipped with hidden surveillance cameras everywhere, so he can know everything at any time if he wants.

Wen Yubai gently pushed open Ivy's door and said flippantly, "Sweetheart, I'm here again."

When he looked up, his voice and movements froze.

Ivy was nowhere to be seen in the room.

Instead, there was the silhouette of a tall, slender man.

Hearing the noise, Cedric slowly turned around, a half-smile playing on his lips.

He repeated the address he had just used, his voice devoid of emotion.

"sweetheart?"