Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Star, you know what,"

He squinted his delicate and deep eyes, sniffing her sweet and fragrant fragrance, and tightened his arms more and more as he spoke, "The famous Duke of York fell in love with a prey ridiculously, a person he once even thought The inevitable prey."

"During this period of time, I don't know what happened. The gluttonous insects in your blood that were supposed to tempt me, the aroma that could make me eat without hesitation, gradually turned into something that made me throb. , and even want to go all out to protect the aura."

As Clarence said, he suddenly freed one hand, and gently grasped Xiang Xing's small wrist.

Moved that little hand to his left atrium, and pressed down hard.

As if wanting to rub that hand into his heart.

"Star, it's jumping, it's been jumping...can you feel it?"

He smiled lightly, and in those purple and golden eyes, which were as magnificent as jewels, there suddenly appeared a more intense devotion and seriousness than ever before.

"This heart, which has been frozen together with my body for hundreds of years, started beating again from the moment I fell in love with you... How rare is this for a vampire? .”

After all, the little guy saw the smile on the man's lips deepening.

As if he had encountered a great joy that he had never encountered in eighteen lifetimes, he laughed more and more intensely, and his shoulders trembled faintly.

But looking at his appearance, Xiang Xing felt a little distressed in his heart.

This was forcibly sealed, and it must have been very lonely for hundreds of years until it re-emerged.

After all, in this world, there are very few suspected vampires that can be recorded in history.

And they are all recorded in a very mysterious way, as if they don't exist.

In other words, he may not have any companions at all.

Maybe there are a few sporadic ones of the same kind, but they are all enemies who are also arrogant and arrogant.

Not to mention that in the decades before his death, when he was still an ordinary human being, people didn't understand him, and he was regarded as an evil alien...

Just thinking about this, the little guy felt his heart twitch.

Even more inexplicably, there is a strange illusion similar to empathy.

Thinking of this, Xiang Xing couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Why, feel the same way?

Could it be... Did she experience such a thing in her blank past?

Thinking of this, the little guy blinked his soft eyes again, and then shook his little head self-consciously.

No way.

If this is the case, then according to the law of cause and effect in the novels of the Yaya TV series, she should be directly blackened and become some kind of super invincible devil, the unparalleled villain in the world.

But no.

She is an honest good red scarf now, she is not a villain.

Ok.

So, it must be just an illusion.

After Xiang Xing comforted himself, he finally regained his composure.

Instead, he raised his onion-like fingertips, and gently pressed those thin lips that seemed to want to say something more.

The soft and ignorant look in the eyes gradually faded, replaced by a strange seriousness.

"Clarence,"

I saw her take a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, she said with a waxy voice, "Turn me into a vampire, into an existence like you, okay?"