Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 605
Quan Jiu's hands were free again, and she couldn't help reaching out to cup his face:
"What happened to you just now?"

Lu Zhiyao's eyes flickered: "The second mark, I didn't stop in time, almost hurt you, sorry."

He slowly got up from her and stood up straight.

Quan Jiu touched her neck, and the strange thing was that the wound didn't hurt at all, and the heat on her body also faded away, and her body temperature returned to the normal range.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. You did it for my own good. I feel better now. By the way, are you okay?"

She didn't know how much of the effect of the medicine had been transferred to Lu Zhiyao.

Lu Zhiyao pursed his lips: "It's okay, you go to bed early."

After tonight's incident, Quan Jiu no longer felt angry about Lu Zhiyao's neglect of other things when he was a child. The two people who were obviously under the same roof always sneaked around. This is not a problem...

Quan Jiu thought about it seriously, and decided to beat him up, trying to confess tonight.

She said slowly, "I have something to tell you tonight..."

Lu Zhiyao: "It's too late tonight, let's talk about something tomorrow."

If you listen carefully, you will find that his voice is a little trembling, with forbearance.

Quan Jiu frowned, she still thought it would be better to talk tonight, and the current atmosphere is also suitable for confession.

Unexpectedly, just as she opened her mouth, Lu Zhiyao interrupted her: "I'm leaving first, you should rest earlier."

He didn't even give Quan Jiu a chance to react, teleporting and disappearing in place.

Quan Jiu looked at the dark bedroom, not sure if he had left:

"The road is far away?"

There was silence in the bedroom, no one responded.

……

When Lu Zhiyao returned to the room, he didn't even have time to take off his clothes, so he rushed directly to the bathroom.

The switch was turned on, and the shower sprayed out cold water. He stood under the shower, letting the water wet his broken hair, and slide down the deep brow bone to the bridge of the nose...

After 10 minutes, the sound of water stopped.

Lu Zhiyao finally relaxed. He stretched his broad shoulders, unloaded his strength and stood against the wall. The man raised his head, his black hair was slightly wet, his lips were red and his face was white. A dewdrop hung on his chin for a long time, and he couldn't bear to leave. Still unable to resist the gravitational force, it landed on his thin waist with a thud, and flowed along the abdominal muscles into the mysterious pi belt...

.........

Quan Jiu scolded Lu Zhiyao all night, and went downstairs the next day with dark circles under his eyes. He wanted to find out from him, but he didn't expect the maid to tell her that Steward Lu had left early in the morning.

"Going out? It's early in the morning, why is he going out?"

The maid honestly confessed:
"I'm not sure, but Steward Lu went out with Steward Leng, and he asked me to warm up the milk before he left, saying that you won't get up too late today..."

Quan Jiu took a sip of milk and smiled.

Won't it be too late?

It seemed that he knew it himself.

Running away at a critical moment, she scolded him wholeheartedly, she didn't feel sleepy at all, so naturally she wouldn't stay in bed for too long.

Quan Jiu finished his breakfast and was about to go out when he saw Andrew slowly coming down from the second floor.

"Honey, good morning~"

The enthusiastic man came up to her as soon as they met, grabbed the back of her hand, and wanted to give her a kiss on the back of the hand.

Quan Jiu was not polite, and slapped him on his paw:
"This is Huaguo, put away your methods for me."

The people of country Y are enthusiastic, and kissing the back of the hand and touching the cheek are normal etiquettes for greeting.

Andrew withdrew his sore hand, sat down at the dining table, and glanced at her neck:
"Marked again last night? You pampered him, it's only been a few days..."

There was a sourness in his tone.

Quan Jiu didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but recalling Lu Zhiyao's abnormal reaction last night, she resolutely took back the pace of going out.

"May I ask you something?"

Andrew crossed his legs: "Okay, one question, take a breath."

He didn't understand, how could Lu Zhiyao, who had a staid temper, a hard and smelly mouth, who couldn't get a good word out of ten sticks, could occupy Xiao Hill by himself?

Quan Jiu sat down opposite him and poured him a cup of coffee:
"You've been here with me for so long, and I've given you delicious food and drink, but I won't charge you a penny."

Andrew has a thick skin, eating and drinking without guilt:
"For the sake of the coffee you poured yourself, you can ask."

Quan Jiu recounted the process of last night, emphasizing Lu Zhiyao's struggle and pain.

After hearing this, Andrew frowned: "Do you have any symptoms of excessive blood sucking?"

Quan Jiu felt refreshed: "No."

Andrew's brows frowned even tighter: "Listen to your description, you and Zhiyao should belong to the perfect partner..."

"Perfect fit?"

Andrew gave her a look:
"For example, everyone has food tastes, but there is always one thing you especially like to eat, even addictive, and you can't quit."

Quan Jiu grasped the key point and asked, "So I'm the kind of food that Lu Zhiyao likes to eat?"

"Perfect fit is no longer as simple as liking food, it will even become dependent on your blood."

Andrew tapped the table with his fingertips and continued to speak.

"But that's not the point... If I'm not wrong, this stinky boy should not have killed you. The blood clan has no resistance to a perfect partner, and it is easy to lose control when marking. It is the first time for him to mark and lose control. The probability is superimposed, directly doubled...

Someone once met the perfect mate on their first tag, and that night, that person nearly sucked the mate dry..."

Quan Jiu rubbed his neck, feeling inexplicably chilly.

No wonder Lu Zhiyao was in such pain.

Thinking about it, the perfectly matched blood is like an addictive drug. Lu Zhiyao obeyed the instinctive call and wanted to take it, but in order not to hurt her, he forcibly endured it.

Andrew's eyes were thoughtful.

It seems that his younger brother's kindness to Xiao Xie is not just for the sake of God's blood...

Quan Jiu was a little worried: "Then every time he smokes in the future, it will be so painful?"

Andrew raised his finger and shook:

"nonono, eating is the happiest thing in the world, how can it be painful? What is really painful is not being able to eat indiscriminately."

Quan Jiu felt his neck getting colder.

Already imagined that she was like a Juewei duck neck being held and gnawed by Lu Zhiyao.

Seeing that she looked deathly at home, Andrew smiled:

"It's not necessary to let him suck enough every time, one time is enough, Xiao Xie, don't look like you won't live until tomorrow."

Strangely cute.

It's enough to hear it once, Quan Jiu heaved a sigh of relief.

Andrew: "There is one thing that I have always found strange before. After Yao was out of infancy, he has been very resistant to drinking human blood. I thought he would never drink human blood in his life. When he marked you last time, I still find it strange... Now that I think about it, it seems to make sense."

Quan Jiu was shocked: "What do you mean he won't drink human blood in his whole life? He hasn't smoked before?"

(End of this chapter)