Chapter 982: I like your rust smell (94)
Xiang Xing couldn't help opening his eyes slightly.
Use the coffin as a bed...
Well, this is indeed a vampire.
Although the shape of the coffin bed was grotesque and weird, the fragrance that was the same as Clarence's, but in this weird atmosphere, inexplicably twitched her heartstrings.
The small nose was trembling subconsciously, like a devil, sniffing the strong and charming fragrance greedily.
I kept smelling my nose so hot that I couldn't help but cough a few times.
Seeing this, the man beside him suddenly laughed.
"Aren't you used to this smell?"
As Clarence said, he suddenly raised his slender palm and rubbed the furry head vigorously.
Softly comforted, "Don't force yourself to accept it in a short period of time. We have a lifetime and we can adapt slowly, eh?"
"Um... I'm not used to it."
Hearing this, the little guy pressed his crystal clear pink lips lightly, and shook his little head vigorously.
Immediately, the corners of his lips were slightly curled, and the bright apricot pupils blinked at the man, with a serious expression, "I have fallen in love with this taste as long as I saw you for the first time."
"right?"
Clarence raised his delicate brows, and the corners of his mouth twitched amusedly, "This taste really doesn't seem to be liked by a noble daughter."
How could this smell of grass and wood roots and stems uprooted from the dark forest, mixed with the strong smell of rust, be a favorite taste of a lady.
However, when the man tried to find even the slightest comfort from the girl's gaze, he unexpectedly couldn't get the answer he wanted.
The obsession on her face is obviously the most sincere, without any impurities.
Seeing this scene, Clarence narrowed his eyes and laughed blankly.
In this way, on the contrary, he, as the old saying in the Eastern Continent put it, saved the womb of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
"Okay, let's not continue this topic of taste."
The little guy said, suddenly raised his little hand, and gently squeezed the man's almost transparent cheek, squeezing him back to his senses.
She doesn't want to talk with him about the way of fragrance now.
Mainly, her belly is a little hungry.
What if the ceremony is over and the meal is not in time.
After thinking about it, Xiang Xing curled his mouth, turned around resolutely, crawled into the coffin bed by himself, and lay down solemnly.
After closing the twin star's soft eyes, he said softly, "Hurry up, Clarence."
"..."
Clarence stared at her deeply.
Finally, he lifted his lips in relief and stepped forward solemnly.
A pair of sharp blood clan fangs, as the steps approached, slowly protruded from the lips, becoming more pointed and longer.
I saw him slowly leaning over, but there was another meal, first reaching the girl's ear.
The dumb voice, accompanied by an extremely reassuring solemn tone, came slowly.
"Don't be afraid, whether it is success or failure...I will be with you forever."
When the voice fell, Xiang Xing suddenly felt that there was a strange sensation that was almost paralyzed in his neck.
Under the indescribable effect of anesthesia, although she could clearly perceive that the canines had penetrated the veins, there was no pain at all.
This makes the little guy curious.