Kitty Is Also Saving The Villain Today [BL/QT/edited MTL]

Chapter 89: Vampire

Time flies by just bullying the bully.

It wasn't until he was lying on the bed that Tang Xi felt real.

He rolled around on the bed in excitement.

[1551! The shit shovel officer really has no choice but to listen to my orders!]

1551 hesitated to speak and wanted to remind him of the rescue mission, but then he thought about it. He couldn't even see the plot, so he had no choice but to let him go.

Tang Xi was humming a song in a good mood, thinking about a bright future in his mind, and gradually fell asleep.

A dream about how to bully a shit-sweeper. In the dream, he instructs the shit-sweeper to stomp on delicious honey for him, and then coldly watches him being stung by bees.

Before he could appreciate the humiliated expression of the shit shovel officer in the dream, his style suddenly changed.

He was knocked down with just one turn.

1551, who was still keeping vigil dutifully, watched in horror as the originally locked door was unlocked, and the person who should have been in his small room walked in at this moment.

Wearing exquisite and heavy clothes, there is no way he looks like a, "slave".

1551 wanted to speak out, but unexpectedly found that he had been banned again.

This was the first time that it had weird and disrespectful thoughts about its most immediate boss.

Why does the Supreme Judge seem to be a bit of... an idiot?

1551 sighed maturely in the system space.

He skillfully opened the shield for himself.

Morre gently blew out the candle in his hand, plunging the room into complete darkness.

Only his red vertical pupils flashed.

He moved closer to the still sleeping boy.

There was a slightly uncomfortable expression on the flawless face of this pampered little nobleman, as if he wanted to struggle out of his dream.

Morre gently picked him up from the bed, reached out and tapped his forehead.

The boy who had just shown signs of waking up immediately fell into a deep sleep.

His brows were still furrowed tightly, as if he was still trapped in some nightmare.

Finally holding his sweetheart in his arms, Morre's vertical pupils were so red that they almost bled.

In the posture of a hunter, he embraces the defenseless prey in his arms.

In the dream, Tang Xi felt as if he was entangled by a poisonous snake, and the cold snake licked his neck.

Morre did not hide his identity as a vampire at all, and his cold canine teeth gently touched the living aorta.

There's a poppy sweetness there.

Vampire saliva has a hypnotic effect and even has some aphrodisiac effects.

When the canine teeth sank into the white neck, the atmosphere in the room was taboo and ambiguous.

The slave who humbles himself during the day becomes the master at night, holding his, "master's," slender waist in his hands and exerting force.

He kneaded it gently and lightly, leaving two small blood holes on the blood vessels that exuded fatal attraction.