Quick-wearing male god skin is sweet

Chapter 452 There is a Han Han Blood Race 18
Yan Ge said with a smile: "He has been hungry for so long, and he didn't eat much after waking up. I'm afraid he's malnourished."

Saying that, Yan Ge picked up the gauze and wrapped it around the wound, smiled and said, "Go and help me see what that little fool is doing?"

As soon as the words fell, there was only a loud plop——

Immediately afterwards, a slender white figure rushed into the bedroom!

Wrapped in a bath towel, the blood race rushed forward looking for the smell, his scarlet eyes were flickering with a strangeness that was about to move, he was staring at the wound on Yan Ge's arm, his Adam's apple was rolling.

However, he did not lose control.

Instead, he frowned deeply, held Yan Ge's injured arm, and let out a questioning roar from his throat, like a very angry baby husky.

"I'll give you a drink."

Yan Ge handed the container containing Hanhan blood rations to his eyes.

The Hanhan Blood Race's eyes were already shining, and his physical reaction made him look strange and weird at this moment.

The sweet and alluring taste crazily stimulated his instinct of wanting to have a full meal.

However, the inexplicable and strong emotion towards Yan Ge gave him a strong restraint.

This feeling made him uncomfortable and made him a little angry.

He felt that his nature had hurt the man in front of him.

I blame myself very much.

The Hanhan blood slowly pursed the corners of his mouth, his bewitching eyes froze at this moment, his expression solemn as if he had made up his mind.

He let go of Yan Ge's hand, opened his mouth, and pointed at his small fangs.

Yan Ge was wondering what he meant when he saw the next second—the Hanhan blood clan actually broke off one of his own fangs? !
Yan Ge was stunned.

The facial features of the Hanhan blood clan were instantly twisted together by the pain.

But he still firmly believed, and raised his hand to break another small fang.

As soon as Yan Ge came back to his senses, he grasped Hanhan's hand, and stared at the man whose eyes were full of physiological tears, angry and distressed.

"are you crazy!"

The Hanhan blood squeezed his bright red lips, leaned over and hugged her.

A hand patted her back gently, as if to comfort her.

Yan Ge broke away from his embrace, pinched his face, and said angrily: "I don't need you to make any changes, I just want you to be safe."

The vampire didn't understand, and his eyes showed doubts.

Yan Ge explained with action, handed over the ration again, "Drink clean."

The Hanhan blood touched the only remaining fang with the tip of his tongue a few times, then shook his head firmly.

"drink."

Yan Ge's attitude was also firm, rubbing the rations on his fingertips against his lips.

With a "gulp", the Hanhan Blood Clan gulped down a big mouthful of saliva.

He blinked a few times, and finally couldn't help but gulped down the ration.

In the end, holding the empty bottle and sniffing frantically, his Adam's apple rolled.

"Okay." Yan Ge rubbed his wet head, "Go ahead and take a bath."

The blood race nodded, and walked out while sniffing the bottle foolishly.

But just as he walked out of the room, he suddenly yelled, "Baby!"

It can be described as hysterical.

Yan Ge frowned and rushed over, only to see the Hanhan Blood Race staring at the torn wooden barrel with wide-eyed eyes, with a surprised and innocent expression.

Yan Ge: "..."

With such a big commotion just now, she should have thought that the wooden barrel was broken by this idiot.

Yan Ge was exhausted physically and mentally, and wanted to find a craftsman to customize a metal bucket: "Wait for me at home."

The Hanhan blood clan grabbed Yan Ge's arm, not letting her go.

Yan Ge used both soft and hard methods, using [-] kinds of martial arts, and even almost used the dog-beating stick to teach people how to behave!
The Hanhan Blood Clan just won't let go, they are extremely stubborn!

(End of this chapter)