Rebirth-First Class Magician

When Himan and Lyle came to Asa's room, each other's expressions looked very dignified. Gal lay on the sofa, his hem of his small clothes was pinched to his neck, and he looked like a poor corpse.

"This is it ..." Himan raised his eyebrows in the porch, "Called and called us to come to see him lie dead?"

Asa frowned, looking at Seaman, and pointed to Gal next to him. "Of course not, can you help me see what this is?"

Seaman stared at the baby's small spine, raising an eyebrow and not speaking.

Lying aside, Lier changed his shoes and took a few steps forward, lying on the back of the sofa and staring at Gal on the sofa carefully, "Oh ~ oh ~ my **** of darkness ~ oh ~"

Asa frowned, "Oh what? Do you know what this is?"

Lyle snorted, and honestly said, "I don't know."

"..." Asa stared blankly, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I just think the pattern is cool." Lyle stunned after speaking, as if suddenly remembering something, looked at Asa with a vigilance, and he couldn't come out behind Himan.

"What's wrong with him?" Asa didn't respond to his movements, looking at Seaman and asking, "What's on Gal's back?"

"Mark of the blood slaves," said Himan slowly, "your taste is so heavy, sir." The tone was a bit stern.

"..." Asa narrowed his eyes, and decided to ignore the second half of his sentence. "Blood slave mark? What is it?"

Seaman walked slowly into the room and said, "literally, sir."

"Everyone who has been blood-sucked by a blood race will have this ghost thing?" Asa's expression was puzzled, his palm pressed against Gal's waist, and his fingertips rubbed across the two symmetrical long teeth marks on the other side's tailbone.

"Of course not." Seaman smiled, speaking slowly, deliberately, "I said that a generation of adults will have an exclusive blood slave, because a generation will release a very special liquid when eating, That's what the second and third generations didn't have. "

"Liquid?" Asa drew his hand and looked away from Garr's waist with his thumbs. Two sharp teeth marks were just across the spine, and the pale pink marks were on the depression in the lower limit of the spine and hips.

"Dad?" Gal's voice was very thin, interrupting Asa's thoughts. "Dad, don't touch Gal, itching."

Asa quickly took his hand away, pulled down the hem of the dress, covered the pale pink mark, and looked up to ask Seaman, "What liquid? The butler of Samer did not tell me this."

But as soon as he looked up, he saw Seaman staring at Gard strangely.

"This liquid is called neurons and is usually secreted together with the neurotoxin of canine teeth. Of course, if you take it once or twice, it will not form this kind of tooth mark."

Heman looked at Asa with a strange look. "At least for more than twenty years, the relationship between eating and drinking has reached a certain level, and the neuron-like substance in the body of the claimant will burst into the skin, the location is uncertain, but it will definitely appear."

Lyle sat next to Seaman, felt his chin and recalled the tooth marks on Gall's back, and commented, "Well, it's very symmetrical, but it doesn't like the color very much, pink."

Seaman put his cane aside. "As we get older, and as neurons increase, they will slowly turn black. Isn't that the favorite color of the blood race?"

Asa didn't say a word, and looked back at Heaman, "..."

"Congratulations, you have cultivated your son as an exclusive blood slave." Seaman smiled very gracefully, and the congratulations expression was in place, even Asa felt that he was sincere.

"Are there any side effects on the body?" Asa thought for a while or decided to ignore the words of the other side. He was more worried about Garr's physical condition than the words of the two.

"Side effects?" Seaman's hand pounded on the wooden handle of the sofa. "" Neurons are only stored in the body, which can at least improve the blood quality and food quality of the diners, but-"Seaman said half a moment Paton, "It does have a side effect. "

"What?" Asa's expression became tense.

"Affects blood volume." Seaman said concisely in four words.

"You mean ..." Asa frowned, and asked, frowning, "would the mark fade if it didn't suck?" Asa repelled his son to be marked, or was marked by himself.

"Well, the blood volume increases. If no one **** it, the blood will break the blood vessels." Seaman said slowly. "But if you continue to **** the blood, neurons will build up and the blood slave mark will Like I said, it slowly turns black. "

"The nauseous cycle?"

"In theory, that's right, after all, I don't have a neuron-like sac and can't secrete that thing."

Asa didn't say anything. After waiting for a while, Shiman saw the other person's face still sad, and comforted him, "In fact, you don't have to be so depressed. In fact, in my opinion, your relationship has been maintained more than twenty times. That means you're not exclusive, aren't you?

"..." Asa hooked the corners of his mouth, and looked blankly. "You don't have neurokinins. If you draw Garr's blood, will the mark be removed?"

"Of course, but ..." Seaman glanced at Gal who suddenly looked up and glared. "Gal seemed to be reluctant to be touched."

Gal flattened his mouth, pulled his body and turned to look at Asa, and said poorly, "Dad, Gal is actually very happy to be imprinted by his father."

Himan glanced and knew that the other party was about to start acting again. "Then we will go back first, sir." After speaking, he turned and pulled up Lyle.

Lyle apparently hadn't seen the addiction, his eyes widened and an interested look, "You go back first, I'll come back later."

Gal's voice paused and turned to look at Lyle. "Uncle Lyle, Dad said that Jelly is something that adults can eat, and Uncle Ley loves to eat Jelly beans."

"Yeah, I like jelly beans very much." Lyle snapped, and the interface quickly responded, "strawberries taste very good."

"Dad bought adult jelly beans, but Dad doesn't like sweets, and he doesn't let Gal eat it, can it be given to Uncle Lyle?" Gal smirked from an invisible angle of Asa. Yes, Gal doesn't need that thing. "

Himan looked at the expression on the other person's face, and his heart was stagnant. What was it?

Anyway, it can never be jelly beans!

"What flavor is it?" Lyle was obviously interested.

"It's exciting, it's exciting to hear the aunt of the cashier in the supermarket."

Lyle froze for a while, and then reacted, "Oh, it's mint, which is my favorite, give it to me!"

"There." Asa pointed to the bag on the entrance shoe cabinet. "Anyway, I and Gar will not use that thing, you can take it." Asa nodded, agreeing with Gar.

Lyle rummaged through the bag with joy, but couldn't find it, and he still couldn't find it. After a short while, "You won't be the jelly bean ..." He said hesitantly in the last tone. With a small dark red box.

Asa was massaging Gal's scalp, and when he heard the words, he looked up and looked down, and said, "Well, that's the one. Take it back and eat with Seaman. Anyway, I don't need that with Gal." He added, "I won't use that either."

Himan's expression was twisted, and he asked with a smile, "Don't you need this?"

"Huh? Do we need to use this?" Asa looked up at Himan with a strange expression.

Gall lay on the sofa. He was enjoying the expression on his scalp, and he said lazily, "It will not be used. You can eat it."

"..." Lyle held the dark red box, with a distorted expression and strange eyes, but couldn't say a word. He was pulled back to the room before he remembered. "His Highness will not use it, but it will be used in the future. No, or not now? "

Himan stood **** in his room, heard the words and glanced back, and asked with a smile, "What do you say?" After speaking, he slowly walked towards Lyle.

Lyle warned, "What are you doing!"

"What do you say? Aren't you fond of jelly beans? Uh? Mint?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"How's it? Is the mint-flavored jelly beans delicious?" Seaman smiled elegantly, leaning slowly, and whispered against Lyle's ear.

"Your Highness! I hate you!"

next door--

"Dad, what does Uncle Lyle seem to be shouting?" Gal lay on Asa's chest, his two small hands just pressed on each other's milk * grains, "Is it too bad to discard jelly beans?"

Asa took a lip smile, raised her eyebrows and said, "It's about jelly beans." His eyes were a little gloating.

"Can Nagar eat adult sweets when he grows up?" Gal tilted his head, and the emerald pupil flickered under the light of the bedside lamp.

Asa's expression of glee was stagnant, she smirked at the television, and responded unclearly, "Oh ..."

"Gall bought jelly beans and would share it with Dad." Gal looked very excited, slamming his face against Asa's pectoral muscles, muttering softly, and stinging while relying on him,

"..." Asa pursed his lips, and the lake-blue pupil was covered under the eyelids, and said stiffly, "Dad, I really don't like sweets ..."

At 7:30 the next morning, when Allen came to Asa, Asa was leaning on the bedside for "breakfast".

After hearing the familiar knock on the door, the sucking motion stopped gradually, but the long and narrow canine teeth were still buried in the delicate flesh.

"Asa, are you up? I'll give you Taiwanese before the show." Alan's voice paused. "I forgot to give it to you yesterday, uh ... you won't go that way anyway."

Asa's crimson pupils flashed, and Gal, who was tight in her arms, continued to sink his head to **** blood. Anyway, he didn't follow Taiben, and it didn't matter if he couldn't see. As for Allen?

Pretending not to get up yet.

In fact, he is still in bed, isn't he?

Galweil tilted his head and glanced at the door, feeling the crispness of blood gathering quickly towards the neck, and the rapid flow of neurotoxins into the cavity, and he narrowed his eyes after hooking the corner of his lips. .

After Allen had knocked that sentence, he knocked on the door, and then there was no sound. Just as Asa thought the other party had left, a man's voice came from the door.

"You shameless bastard!" The voice was sharp, and it sounded like a very weak man ...

The author has something to say: ha ha ha ha ha. . The first few episodes of jelly beans-

Don't you guys see your (insignificant) mind? . . . . . . . . Momma ~~~ Today is full of inspiration! Did you finish it early? !! !! !!

[I won't admit that I didn't dare to go to the study to QAQ at night. . . . . In case the cockroach crawls on my thigh again. . I can't bear it. There is wood! 】