But he still has the attitude of a big guy on the surface.
He tilted his head slightly, his ruby-like eyes flashed admiringly: "Very good, you are a very sensible human being."
Leng Yihan didn't speak, and looked at Mu Ran with calm eyes.
Mu Ran glanced at him, then turned his head away.
How did you feel just now, how embarrassing.
If he hadn't confirmed that he heard it, Mu Ran would have thought that everything was his hallucination.
However, Mu Ran, who was messed up by Leng Yihan.
Without even noticing it, the scalpel that Leng Yihan suddenly appeared in his hand just now disappeared inexplicably.
There is also the blood in his body, which attracts Mu Ran strangely.
And, the words that whispered in his ear and the feeling of gently touching his head.
Relying on Mu Ran's back to him, Leng Yihan looked at Mu Ran unscrupulously.
Vampires are all dressed in uniform Gothic clothing.
The same is true for Mu Ran.
But because of the special preference of the original owner, Mu Ran wore some flirty bags.
Black boots and black leggings unreservedly exposed Mu Ran's slender and straight legs, as well as his buttocks wrapped in black trousers.
The jacket has a slightly open neckline. It is a European-style court dress. It should be a serious dress. Because the original owner feels that the neckline is tight, he always unbuttons one or two buttons.
Because of this, Mu Ran's delicate collarbone is also exposed.
Although Leng Yihan couldn't see Mu Ran's front, but just a back view, his blood boiled disobediently again.
Suddenly, doubts flashed in Leng Yihan's eyes.
The vampire just now had wings behind it.
Why doesn't his little vampire have one?
Could it be that the owner came out after calling?
Leng Yihan thought softly.
Mu Ran took Leng Yihan up the stairs and walked to the innermost room on the second floor.
He pushed open the door, walked in, and said to Leng Yihan who was following him: "My room is next door. As my blood servant, you should be conscious of being a ration. If I need anything in the future, you We must arrive immediately."
"Yes, master."
With such an iceberg face, but without blushing and heartbeat saying such words, Mu Ran felt that the sense of disobedience was too great.
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Didn't his younger brother say that Leng Yihan has a bad temper?
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Do whatever you want, it's too well behaved.
"Master." Leng Yihan shouted with a paralyzed face.
Mu Ran raised his head subconsciously.
But seeing, Leng Yihan took a clean handkerchief from nowhere, without asking his wishes, he took his hand in it, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Master, your hands are dirty."
Mu Ran unconsciously followed his movements and lowered his head.
Leng Yihan squeezed his hand, and wiped the blood on his hand little by little with the handkerchief just now due to blood sucking.
Leng Yihan's expression was very serious. If he didn't know, he might think that what he is doing now is not such a trivial thing as wiping his hands, but a major operation.
Leng Yihan took a handkerchief and gently wiped his fingers one by one, as if not to miss any trace.
But Mu Ran felt a little weird.
Leng Yihan's movements are very slow, and every time he wipes a finger, his hand will pass it lightly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com