Chapter 36： I masked this old enemy

Lu Deng held his wrist and raised his eyes.

"Huaiye ..."

Gu Ting drew his arm back and couldn't pull it, so he had to hold the person in front of his chest and yelled against his ear.

He lowered his voice softly and softly, but the young human in his arms seemed completely unmoved, just holding his hand to take a closer look, the palm of his hand raised a pale green awn, covering the wounds.

Gu Ting wanted to speak, looking at Huai Ye's focused eyes, and swallowed the words.

The bloodline's recovery ability is extremely powerful. He wants to try out how to bite so that it doesn't hurt too much without losing too much blood. He also deliberately used the bloodline's medicine to camouflage humans, and adjusted his body state to a human-like level. I managed to keep these wounds in order to comprehensively compare how to heal the fastest.

Find a chance to try again next time.

Lu Deng restored the wound for him, and lowered his cuff again before finally raising his head again. Meeting the pure-blooded ancestors, he still seemed to have a heavy heart, and could not help but bear with him, holding his hand and holding: "Rest assured, I don't say."

Dignified pure-blooded ancestors practiced biting people on their arms, saying that going out would inevitably slump. Gu Ting breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing his short hair, and was about to lead someone out for dinner, but his arm was suddenly pulled.

Lu Deng raised his hands around his shoulders and necks, Gu Ting slightly hesitated, and then raised his hands to embrace him. The two were too close to each other, and they could almost feel the clear air flowing from the nose of the human youth.

His little prey carefully looked at him for a while, chose a spot around his neck, and leaned over.

Some curious about how Lu Huaiye chose such a position, but Gu Ting still leaned forward thoughtfully, so that the other party could be easier to kiss. Looking forward to a long while, the expected soft touch did not drop.

The warmth always fell on the shoulder, Gu Ting was a little curious, looking sideways to see what Lu Huaiye was doing, but the strange touch suddenly came from the side of the neck.

Quiet heart jumped fiercely, Gu Ting's arms tightened tightly and hugged the body in her arms.

Lu Huaiye was biting him.

Compared with the blood-sharp tusks, human bite is undoubtedly extremely gentle. His small prey lay on his shoulders, not exerting much force at all. He took a bite in his neck lightly, and it didn't hurt at all, only a very light and crisp rub in his heart.

There was a warm touch between the teeth, and it touched the neck softly.

In the blood vessels in the neck that he had bitten, the blood almost began to roar and swell again. Gu Ting tightened his body, and his pupil opened a faint blood mist.

Lu Deng raised his head, his eyebrows still curved: "Remember? Just bit here, don't worry, I recover faster than you—"

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged by Gu Ting, and the thick black mist turned to cover his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the bed in the bedroom.

Although it was good to sleep together, he remembered that the other party originally intended to take himself to dinner.

Lu Deng blinked and raised his head slightly. The blood ancestors' eyes have turned scarlet, their brows are tight, and they seem to be trying their best to suppress some kind of impulse.

Gu Ting looked at him and said slowly: "Huaiye ... okay?"

His voice was extremely light, like fear of disturbing a few gaps of moonlight falling outside the window, the darker the pupil, almost turned into a deep black enough to absorb the soul.

"it is good."

Lu Deng lifted the corners of his lips, and touched the lips of the pure-blooded ancestor with his fingertips, looking for his fangs: "Don't be nervous, reborn once and twice-"

Gu Ting has closed down.

...

It turned out to be asking this.

This is also good.

With the previous few years of gradually deepening experience, Lu Deng no longer felt nervous, taking advantage of the gap between the kisses to pull back slightly, and frowned, to meet the passionate and straightforward affection in the blood pupils.

Give him everything.

The vitality of the two bodies sharing one place, Gu Ting's body also brought a light temperature, the blood re-flow brought sharp pain, which made him more tight, and the movement was more gentle.

"Huaiye ..."

The body is extremely sensitive due to the vitality of the body. The temperature of the touch cuts open on the skin, but it is also mixed with extreme excitement. Gu Ting held him close, his eyes covering the person in his arms, and bowing his head to kiss him, the kiss was impenetrable.

Lu Deng took his arm, raised his head slightly, the light in the black eyes was clear, and he leaned back to kiss.

In the dark and extremely dark night, the blood-colored roses quietly bloomed, and the tender green vines protruded the fluff buds and touched them between the cores.

The wind moves.

To accommodate

The moon shadow passed through the window gap, was dazzled by the night breeze, and fell on the ground.

Stewed milk pigeon paste.

At noon the next day, Lu Deng finally woke up tiredly.

I've been here once before to know that it turned out to be far more tiring than mere relief. There was no sourness in the body, and I didn't want to move when I was too lazy to move. Rarely, Lu Deng didn't get up immediately.

"Are you sleeping well?"

A soft inquiry sounded in my ears, and the overlying temperature had been attributed to the coolness. It was especially comfortable in the bright sunlight that fell on the body.

Meeting Gu Ting's gaze, Lu Deng's eyes opened up with a faint smile, nodded, leaned into his arms, his eyes fell weary again, and he couldn't help but close again.

A light kiss fell on the forehead, and the water cup was affixed to the lips, shaking it slightly, and the lips were slightly cool.

Gu Ting embraced him and sat down to avoid the sun, watching the small prey in his arms unconsciously buried in his arms, his eyes became more warm, and he sat calmly: "Drink some water."

Lu Deng drank two sips of water in his hand, groped to find the corner of Gu Ting's clothes, held it between his fingers, and put the hot cheek on Qinliang's chest.

I didn't feel too sleepy, but I was too relaxed. For the first time, the mind delivered it without reservation, and let it go to the extreme. It just wanted to find the familiar embrace and lean in, and slept in the sky.

The rich aroma of the food filled the nose, and the abdomen screamed again, and finally pulled back the consciousness that was almost sinking back into the drowsiness.

Lu Deng opened his eyes and met the gentle smile in Gu Ting's eyes: "Eat something, I changed my ticket for the evening, and it was too late."

The chicken soup boiled golden and bright, and the oil slicks were skimmed out. The thick fragrance made the empty stomach more unbearable.

Finally, the drowsiness and drowsiness were dispelled, and Lu Deng swallowed the spoonful of chicken soup. It was not only rich and fragrant, but also salty. It looked up to the blood ancestors who apparently could not taste the normal food taste.

"tasty?"

Seeing Liangmang in his eyes, Gu Ting finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and took him into his arms again.

"Thank you, my body has been neutralized for a while. I had a rare opportunity to try the dosage of the formula-it seems to work well. Tell me what you want to eat in the future."

When vitality was filled to the extreme, he briefly transformed into human form. Unfortunately, this process is still reversible. The blood's body can't stay alive. Before the land lantern wakes up, he has returned to his original state again.

Unexpectedly, his power still had this effect. Lu Deng blinked, nodded his lips, and took the spoon and chopsticks in his hand: "Will you leave at night?"

"It's a sightseeing yacht, and the facilities are very good. You can sleep when you go up. It will take three to four days on the road."

Gu Ting nodded, watching the small prey in his arms ate a bite of what he made, rubbing his short hair contentedly: "If the weather is fine, we can still take a picture."

His whereabouts must be reported to the Secret Service. If he says frankly that he is going to find the altar, he will not be approved, and he can only go out for reasons outside the scene.

The altar to be found is not too close to this place. As long as the action in the jungle at the end of this journey is fast enough, it may not attract the attention of the Secret Service.

Realizing he was in a trance, Lu Huaiye looked up in his arms, Gu Ting closed his arms comfortably, picked up a piece of stewed chicken leg and fed it to him: "Take a supplement."

With Lu Huaiye, the atmosphere was so warm that he almost forgot about the regulations that must be watchful, but if the other party is not to embarrass his identity, he must follow the rules and regulations of the Secret Service as much as possible.

It doesn't matter if you follow.

Sightseeing yachts are not as fast as ordinary buoyant boats, but they are relatively stable. It happens that he is not used to human transportation, so he can walk comfortably, and he can also be regarded as a scenic tour.

Looking forward to this trip for no apparent reason, Gu Ting raised his lip corner, bowed his head and touched the soft short hair that struck between the jaws, and took him into his arms again.

When his body fit, he finally saw the blood cross mark on Lu Huaiye.

Lu Huaiye's strength is more than such restrained softness. He had known for a long time, but he still could not think of the other person's sacred marks.

Sacred marks are the natural nemesis of the blood race, not only because the human strength possessing the mark is generally superior, but also because humans with this mark can use it to deprive the blood of the blood and use it for their own use.

The blood's body was extremely deficient in vitality, and under close contact, Lu Huaiye unconsciously gave most of the vitality in his body to him. Fortunately, he identified the sacred mark in time and tried his own strength. After going back, I avoided the other party accidentally falling asleep.

Just more sunbathing.

Gu Ting raised his lips and looked down at the little human in his arms.

Lu Huaye ate contentedly, drank the last soup, wiped his lips with a napkin, realized his eyes, raised his head, and was kissed with a smile by Gu Ting.

With stigma, it's easy to do.

He also has the ability to feed his little prey well.

When it was getting dark, Lu Deng and Gu Ting boarded the airship together.

The buoyant boat used for excursion is large enough to shield the sun, and has been transformed into a retro-type boat. The lintel is covered with comfortable velvet blankets and has all the facilities. It is especially spectacular in the dim sky.

The young man carrying the drawing board followed the photographer, mingled with the crowd of tourists, and curiously looked at everything around him. The tall photographer held his hand firmly, stopped from time to time, patiently explained the position and light and shadow with him.

Tourists smiled generously at the camera, and some waved to them. The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant, no one realized Gu Ting's identity, and everyone was looking forward to the journey that was about to begin.

Lu Deng held the camera and focused on each swept face.

This plot is only a branch line, and there is no concrete description of the runaway phantom. The system's eyes are fast, and a few blurry pictures are cut in the picture, which can roughly restore a side face photo.

Finding someone with this picture is a bit more difficult. Gu Ting changed his visa once, maybe because of the change, he missed the original trip.

While groaning, the cheeks were suddenly covered with a cool touch.

Lu Deng looked back and looked up, Gu Ting already reached out with a smile, and took the camera in his hand: "Are we tired? Let's go to the room, take a good sleep, and get out of our feet."

The accident happened in the afternoon. They have to stay on the boat for three days, and even if something happens tomorrow afternoon, there is still a whole night plus one morning to prepare in advance.

There were few tourists on the fascia board. Lu Deng nodded his head and looked at the camera in his hand, his eyes suddenly lightened: "Come with me."

Gu Tingwei, he was dragged to the edge of the fascia board, watched him sharply open an easel to lay up an art board, and smiled gently with a warm voice: "What scenery is so important, and what to draw?"

"you."

Lu Deng pursed the corners of his lips with a smile in his eyes. He suddenly pounced on the edge of the cymbal plate because of this sentence, the stiff pure blood ancestor poked meticulously, and quickly kissed him on the lips: "Do not move. "

The blood can't leave an image, but painting is OK.

He knew that Gu Ting was a photographer, not only to be able to walk around, but also because he wanted to record what he saw--as for the part that should be well recorded, he gave it to himself.

The pontoon started slowly, so smooth that the vine's palette wasn't shaken at all. Lu Deng rolled up his sleeves, carefully looked at the figure in front of him, and set his pen against the sparkling golden light of the setting sun.

The afterglow of the sunset had dissipated the heat, and even the blood race would not be burned, but Gu Ting still felt that his face was inexplicably hot.

His little prey didn't talk much. He liked to look at him quietly, but his eyes were mostly soft and moist. Rarely such unconcealed concentration, as if only his moist black eyes were the only one.

Unable to guess what was under the paintbrush, Gu Ting became more and more unable to hold back. While landing on the Huaiye, he bowed his head and concentrated on painting. He wanted to flash past and take a look.

Ivy was soft, and without the sharp sharp thorns when Lu Huaiye was preparing to attack, he dragged him back to his place, and a leaf gently patted on the back of his hand in comfort.

Gu Ting was very curious and tried to caress that leaf. Suddenly a sound came from the drawing board.

When looking up, Lu Huaiye's body was mostly blocked by the drawing board, and the tips of her ears appeared pale red.

Realizing that these plants seemed to echo the mind of the other party, Gu Ting raised her eyebrows, and couldn't help but touch the soft tentacles of the vine, and finally rolled up across the sleeves and tied it firmly to the side of the ship.

According to the response just now, this is probably Lu Huaiye holding himself in the hands and feet.

Gu Ting was tied tightly and sturdy, lowered his head slightly, and studied the veins on the leaves carefully.

Finally managed to control the other side no longer messy, Lu Deng Changshu breath behind the drawing board, slap the corner, continue to focus on writing.

The airship sailed smoothly. Under the dark blue sky, there was only an orange-red sunset.

Gu Ting turned his back to the daylight that had been darkened, and his body was outlined in pale gold, and then gradually dimmed into the thicker night.

Pure blood ancestors had wide shoulders, long legs, and a tall and stout figure. The pupils reflected a hint of red in the dark, and they could not move even when tied by vines, showing a rare mysterious danger.

Lu Deng picked the corners of his lips and turned out two fluorescent grasses for lighting. The colors gradually fainted on the canvas, and the rough outline was painted.

The brush faded slightly on the pupil color, and was considering which color to use. Suddenly a sting came from Lu Deng's right wrist. Suddenly snorted, the holding brush also trembled, and a dark crimson fell on the canvas.

Gu Ting's expression tightened, and his body suddenly turned into a black mist. He got rid of the vines and hugged people into his arms. "What's wrong? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Lu Deng shook his right wrist and gently shook his head.

It was clear that this was the place where the Secret Service used to control the agents, and Gu Tingyue couldn't let go of his heart. He held the whole person up and showed strength. Gathered a drawing tool on the fascia board carefully, and returned to the set room in a blink of an eye.

Wanting to take the landing Huai Ye to walk more comfortably on the road, he specifically ordered the first class. The double room was spacious and bright, and the comfortable beds were neatly packed. The table also had snacks and refreshments that had just been delivered.

At this moment, Gu Ting was completely disregarding the conditions in the room, but just carefully placed the young human who was always silent on the bed, put the right hand in the palm of his hand, raised his hand to wipe the fine cold sweat from his forehead: "Also Does it hurt? "

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Lu Deng shook his head, and his mind was still on the notice he had just seen.

He nearly clashed face-to-face with the commissioner of the Secret Service twice. Although he was alleviated by misinformation, the above must have been dissatisfied with him.

The pain this time was unexpectedly strong, not only as a notification reminder, but also as a warning to him to remember his duty.

But this is not the most important thing.

Keeping the communicator is only an expedient measure. He doesn't want to conflict with the Secret Service now. Naturally, if necessary, he can find a way to remove this thing directly. What really worried him was the urgency notice that he had just received.

Gu Ting didn't want to ask his secret, but after all, he really couldn't help it. He squatted with his hands on the side of the bed and raised his head slightly.

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