Quick-wearing male god skin is sweet

Chapter 444 There is a Han Han Blood Race 10
However, it seems that there is something wrong with the brain.

Yan Ge put down the mop, walked quickly towards him with a stern face that still remained angry.

The vampire boy rolled his Adam's apple nervously, and quietly hid his face in the towel, thinking that Yan Ge must not be able to see him.

As a result, his face was pinched through the bath towel.

The young man of the blood race grinned from being pinched, and slowly revealed his face without saying a word, looking at Yan Ge with some surprise, as if expressing.

"I hid it so well, how did you see it?"

"Walk."

Yan Ge intends to teach him to understand some basic language, so as not to be pissed off later.

As she spoke, she took a few steps forward and said again, "Go."

The vampire boy blinked, followed Yan Ge's example and walked a few steps, then looked back at her.

Yan Ge took a few steps forward again, then stopped and said, "Stop."

The blood youth was a little confused, and a short question came out of his throat.

Yan Ge demonstrated again.

The vampire boy blinked, then nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood what it meant.

He took a few steps forward, then stopped, and looked back at Yan Ge.

His eyes flickered, as if expecting a gentle compliment.

Yan Ge smiled faintly in his eyes, and taught him how to sit and stand, then rubbed his face, and said softly, "You're so good."

The blood youth's eyes flashed with magnificence and excitement, and he let out a soft growl from his throat, then he grabbed Yan Ge's finger, showing his sharp teeth, and opened his mouth to bite it down.

"stop."

Yan Ge's tone suddenly became serious.

The blood boy's movements froze, his eyes sparkled strangely, he licked his fangs eagerly, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Yan Ge withdrew his hand, held his hand, and let him bite himself.

The vampire boy was dissatisfied.

Let out a small protest.

"sit."

Yan Ge pointed to the chair behind him and told him to sit down, then found a pink skirt from the closet and threw it on him.

The vampire boy looked at her blankly.

Yan Ge pointed to the skirt on her body and told him it was a dress.

The fangs touched the pulp of the finger, and the vampire boy bit his finger lightly, then pointed to the dress in his arms.

It means - "You let me bite my finger, and I will wear it."

Although Yan Ge dotes on her cutie, she is not blindly pampering and spoiling her.

She stared at the vampire boy she was looking at, walked over in a few strides, turned on the overlord mode, and took strong measures to make him wear a skirt.

The wet long silver hair fell down, like the cold moonlight reflecting on the pink cloth.

The blood-born boy in the dress turned into a pure and dreamy beautiful girl. Those magnificent blood-colored pupils were like two rubies, dangerous and mysterious.

"nice."

Yan Ge pinched his face.

The vampire boy slapped her hand away, imitating how she hit him before, and stared at her indifferently and seriously.

Yan Ge looked at him with interest for a while, then suddenly leaned over and pecked his cold cheek.

The blood race boy's eyes widened, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared blankly at the smiling face who was close at hand. Inexplicable emotions flashed through his heart, and he uttered nervously and perplexedly: "Huh?"

Yan Ge smiled, evilness flickered in his pupils.

She pecked the other side of the vampire boy's face, watching the change in his expression slyly.

Contrast this bloodthirsty teenager.

At this moment, Yan Ge seems to be a stubborn devil with fangs.

Because the person sitting in the chair has gradually turned red.

(End of this chapter)