Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 200 You are very sweet to bite (31)

The young man lowered his head, cut his wrist without hesitation, and fed the blood to Wen Yao.

Wen Yao was startled, and subconsciously wanted to back away, but was scolded by Luo Yin to stop, forcing her to drink the blood that was fed into her mouth.

The smell of blood permeated between the lips and teeth, the youth's blood had a strange sweetness, Wen Yao was forced to raise her head, a drop of blood fell on her lips, the deep red against the snow-white skin, it was almost shockingly gorgeous.

Luo Yin quickly stopped his movements, and the cut wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. His slender fingers slowly untied the bandage on the girl's arm, and said in a low voice, "It's done."

Wen Yao's body was stiff and she didn't dare to move. Her eyes fell on her arms, and there was a trace of surprise and disbelief in her eyes.

The hideous wound just now has disappeared completely, and the skin is fair and soft, without any trace of injury.

Wen Yao looked a little dazed.

The blood of the blood race... is there such a powerful one? !
"I'm leaving first," Luo Yin didn't stay longer: "Have a good rest."

Before the words were finished, the boy's figure suddenly disappeared into the room.

"His Royal Highness Luo Yin," the housekeeper saluted Luo Yin respectfully.

"Where is Luo Yi?" Luo Yin asked straight to the point without talking nonsense.

"Your Highness is in Miss Cheng's room." The butler replied, "What can you do with Your Highness?"

"Well," Luo Yin said in a slightly complicated mood, "Take me to find him."

"Wait a minute." After asking Luo Yi's opinion and getting a positive answer, the housekeeper brought Luo Yin to him.

The slender and thin boy was sitting in front of the window, holding a book in his hand, patiently telling Ji Ge a bedtime story, and coaxing her to sleep.

The dim light fell on his delicate face that couldn't pick out any flaws, and there was a soft light in the bottom of his usually cold eyes. The young man's tone was slow and gentle, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

Sensing the aura of Luo Yin and the butler, the young man raised his eyes towards the door of the room, his pretty eyebrows slightly raised.

Seeing this scene, Luo Yin stopped immediately, with only one thought in his mind.

His elder brother must have been pierced by someone's soul.

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The girl on the bed was already drowsy, her small face was slightly sunken in the soft pillow, her light chestnut hair was scattered around her snow-white cheeks, her slender fingers were still wrapping around the corner of the boy's clothes, she looked obedient.

The blood race is used to sleeping in coffins, and there is no doubt that this bed is specially prepared for Ji Ge.

Afraid of waking up Ji Ge, Luo Yi made a silent gesture to Luo Yin, with a calm voice, without any special emotion: "What's the matter?"

The two brothers actually don't look much alike, one is beautiful and delicate, the other is evil and bewitching, but if you look closely, you can still see a little bit of similarity between their eyebrows and eyes.

"Is this the thing to forget?" Luo Yin asked with a half-smile, "Can you swallow this breath?"

Roy glanced at him and said softly, "Of course not."

"What if it's one of the elders?" Luo Yin asked, "You can do it too?"

Roy's voice revealed a bit of casual indifference: "It's all the same."

His advantage is not so easy to take advantage of.

Anyone who wanted to attack Ji Ge couldn't run away after he found out.

Luo Yin clicked his tongue twice, he thought that Luo Yi would change his temperament after falling in love, but he didn't expect that he was still so ruthless and ruthless.

That's fine.

"I'll help you," Luo Yin curled her lips, smiling coldly and cruelly: "Where are those people caught?"

　Three shifts.

　　I've finished writing the manuscript for this plane, but I'm still a little dissatisfied, so please edit it and send it out again.

　　Let's look at it again during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It should be published at that time, including the chapter on the new plane. There are tens of thousands of words. Let's make it a small explosion.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)