After complaining for a while, Mu Litian became honest. After beating her so many times, he was already tired.
When I calmed down, I could smell the smell of blood. The sweet and fishy smell of blood was very tempting.
Mu Litian swallowed, and what his adoptive father said to him came to his mind.
His adoptive father was the previous Elvis Presley and has passed away.
My adoptive father once said something like this: "There is a certain destiny in the dark. Don't be sad or resentful. People can live their lives and be happy."
This sentence is not important. The important thing is that the adoptive father also said, "If one day, someone's blood makes you want to suck, and you suck it, it will be good for you to restore your human form. However, it is rare for you to drink someone's blood."
Not retching."
I still remember when he asked: "Has the adoptive father ever found the human blood that he is interested in?"
The adoptive father shook his head and said again, "It's always determined." He also said that generally no one is willing to let a cat drink his own blood. Isn't that weird?
However, he seems to have encountered blood that feels very tempting...
This is my first time feeling and thinking this way.
After thinking for a while, he moved his body, put his mouth to the wound on her arm, and licked it gently.
After a while, I didn’t feel any discomfort, but I felt very comfortable...
So, I licked it again...
Then he found that the wound he licked was healed! There was no scar!
This is too strange...
He never knew that his saliva could heal people's wounds.
As if to verify this miracle, he licked all the scars.
According to common sense, he should feel disgusted, but he didn't! This proved that the adoptive father had a destiny. It was destined that he would not be disgusted with her blood.
Looking at the arms that were as white as mutton-fat jade, he smiled.
Yes, as a cat, he smiled, mysteriously and proudly.
However, it didn't take long for him to be shocked again.
The smell of blood hit his nose again, and he saw that the blood stains that had disappeared reappeared, and they looked more serious than before, with more blood beads emerging.
The taste of the blood was so tempting, and the bright red color glowed seductively, seeming to invite him to continue drinking it.
He swallowed and hesitated without making any move.
He thought, if he licked away the blood again this time, the wound would heal automatically and become deeper than the last time, right?