Ever since the old man handed him the wine glass just now, he felt an unusually strong and hot gaze staring at him closely.
Especially when he slapped the old man's face with his hands, his eyes seemed to want to eat him directly.
Mu Ran was afraid that if he stayed for a while longer, Leng Yihan would simply ignore him, so he dragged him away on the spot.
At that time, the face of his vampire ancestor may be lost.
As soon as the door was closed, a faint and cold voice sounded in the empty and silent hall: "Have you had a good time?"
Mu Ran was so frightened that his hands shook, he quickly stabilized his mind, and turned around with a little anger on his face: "Human, who gave you the courage to talk to me like that?"
Leng Yihan stepped on the stairs step by step with his long, slender and straight legs. On his indifferent face, his thin lips were slightly drawn, and his tone was ambiguous and provocative: "Little vampire, why are you so misbehaving?"
Mu Ran's eardrums were itchy, and his brain was covered by his deliberately lowered voice, and his whole body was a little numb, as if feathers were gently brushing against his ears, which was fatal.
"Leng Yihan!" Mu Ran scolded in a low voice, "Don't forget your own identity!"
For such a long time, Leng Yihan has exposed his true nature little by little, he no longer even pretends in front of Mu Ran, and even hooks the corners of his slanted mouth carelessly, showing ghosts and dangers everywhere.
Mu Ran sometimes wonders if his plot is too wrong?
Obviously in the plot it is said that he is an evil vampire, this Leng Yihan looks cold on the surface, but in fact he is a perverted ghost!
Also, he seems to have a honeydew love for his hands.
In the end, I let myself reach outto touch him
Thinking of this, Mu Ran's cheeks flushed a little.
Leng Yihan's crisp footsteps sounded like they hit Mu Ran's heart.
He stood still in front of Mu Ran, his black eyes were dimly lit: "You don't want to drink blood anymore?"
As soon as these words came out, there was a clear sound of swallowing saliva in the empty hall.
Mu Ran was a little annoyed.
Leng Yihan's golden finger seemed too big.
He was addicted to his blood, and if he didn't suck it for a while, he would feel very uncomfortable.
Unfortunately, after Leng Yihan exposed his true nature, he even used this to threaten him, forcing him to coerce him.
"Leng Yihan! Don't go too far!" Mu Ran pretended to be angry.
Leng Yihan's eyes were slightly collapsed due to lack of food, and the moist eyes were full of grievances.
He lowered his head and brought his face closer to Mu Ran.
Mu Ran didn't understand what he wanted to do, he frowned, and subconsciously took two steps back.
However, Leng Yihan easily approached her again.
Mu Ran's heart hurts with anger.
Why can't he be taller?
Every world is like this.
Could it be that this is the legend, the height feels offensive?
Just because he is he is the one below, so he is destined not to be able to turn around?
Mu Ran's face turned dark.
However, at the next moment, Leng Yihan's cool voice was a little tender, and he said pitifully: "Little vampire, you slapped that ugly monster's face with your hand"
Mu Ran choked, frowned fiercely, and looked at him strangely.
"You can pat me too, okay?" Leng Yihan had a little excitement and eagerness in his eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com