A black shadow fell in front of my eyes, and my lip was bitten.
Yes, it's not a kiss, it's a bite!
The man pinched her chin with two fingers, pulled her face forcefully, and covered her face with his thin lips.
Teeth scraped her lips.
The temperature was like ice just scooped from the North Pole, with a biting chill.
The fragrance of tea mixed with each other's saliva in his mouth, seeping into his tongue.
Nangong Baiye's hands had nowhere to place, and were forced to wrap around his waist, retreating again and again.
But the man pushed even further, swiping his tongue across her ear, sucking hard enough to make her scalp numb...
Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes, raised his left hand, and put the silver dagger on Beiming Liancheng's neck: "If I were you, I would not choose to dine at this place."
"Ha..." Beiming Liancheng slowly leaned forward, his strong chest pressed against her, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and his sharp fangs gave him an evil look on his face.
A lantern in the shape of a water lotus hung high above his head, and the golden halo of light fell on the weapon that was out of the body.
The silver knife flashed, and the word "Drive" was reflected.
This knife does not hurt anyone nor kill any living thing, it is specially designed to kill all the evil spirits in the world.
Beiming Liancheng didn't seem to notice it, his eyes were staring at the little face under him playfully, but his expression didn't show any panic.
A pair of dark eyes are calm, only the tear mole under the eyes is a bit charming.
"You're right, it's really too dirty to eat here..." Beiming Liancheng's eyes darkened, his slender fingers frivolously followed the curve of her waist inch by inch, then rested on her chest, pointing.
Tip wandering...
suddenly!
He tightened his grip on her waist, and the cold jade rubbed her skin. He raised his fingers and relaxed.
Nangong Baiye looked at him with raised eyebrows.
Beiming Liancheng had a gentle look on his face. Without his fangs, he looked harmless and white.
But his actions were not harmless at all.
The fingertips stopped on the dagger, and with a slight stroke, blood filled the air.
He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked her neck, with a careless and lazy look on his thin lips.
That means clearly that he didn't take the exorcism knife in his hand seriously.
Nangong Baiye's eyes darkened, could he be a pure vampire?
Just as this thought crossed my mind, the door suddenly opened with a creak.
The demon girl walked in and looked at the two people entangled together. She was obviously stunned, and then smiled happily: "You two are in such good spirits."
At this time, Nangong Baiye's lips were still swollen, her little hands were placed on the man's shoulders, and her robe was lifted, as if she was waiting to be fucked.
But Beiming Liancheng was dressed in an ascetic black robe, with cold pupils and lazy eyes. After hearing the voice, he slightly tilted his angular face, and his eyes were as clear as amber.
Chu's wrote "You're disturbing us."
"Pfft." The girl who was following the demon girl smiled: "Mom, you are making fun of Zi Yan again. How can any young master here care about me? It's better to find a servant girl."
Nangong Baiye pushed the person away and raised his lips: "It's just a joke, girl, don't take it seriously."
"But Master, please tell Zi Yan how to make her lips red?" Zi Yan raised her hand, put her arm on Nangong Baiye's shoulder, and blew gently into her ear.
Angry.
Nangong Baiye didn't hide, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and said teasingly: "If you tell me how Butler Jiang died, maybe I can help you make your lips red too."
"What did you say!" Zi Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and even her words were stammering: "Jiang, is Jiang Sheng dead?"
Nangong Baiye looked at her and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You don't know?"
"How could I possibly know!" Zi Yan shouted loudly: "I've been at Mixiang Tower all day, and that damn guy is also a stickler for new things. He has forgotten me in just a few days! You men,
None of it is good!”
Nangong Baiye didn't care what she scolded, he just asked: "When was the last time you saw him?"
"Three days ago, he was very generous that time. He also said that he could make a huge profit this time." Zi Yan sneered: "Anyway, not a word of what he said is true."
Nangong Baiye thought for a moment: "Then when you saw him, was there anything strange about him?"
"Strange?" Zi Yan thought for a moment and frowned: "No, everything is fine."
Nangong Baiye lowered his eyes: "Did he spend the night here that day?"
"Haha, look at what the young master said, there is no man who comes to Mixiang Tower and doesn't sleep all night before leaving." Zi Yan leaned against her, as soft as puddles of water: "Unless he... is not a man."
Nangong Baiye smiled and grabbed the hand that slid down: "If you think about it carefully, did he have nightmares or was he scratching randomly when he was sleeping?"
"Nightmare..." Zi Yan suddenly paused, as if she remembered something, and there was some fear in her eyes: "Speaking of which, he was really strange that day. We were making out, and he suddenly stood up. It must be that there was someone beside the bed.
In the middle of the night, the girls from Mixianglou had already gone to accompany the guests. Apart from me and him, there wasn't even a maid left in my room. No one was there. But he insisted on saying that he saw it and let me go.
Light the lamp.”
"Did you order it?"
"I ordered, but I didn't see anyone."
"and after?"
"Later we all fell asleep." Zi Yan frowned slightly: "But he has always been nervous. He glanced at the bed from time to time, which made me feel scared."
Nangong Baiye smiled and took out a talisman from his arms: "This is for you."
"What are you doing? I don't believe in any evil ways." Zi Yan raised her eyebrows and said with a sweet smile: "You asked me so many questions, but you didn't even give me a piece of silver. Why are you using a piece of paper to fool the ghost?"
Nangong Baiye shook his head and smiled, then exchanged a piece of silver and threw it over.
Zi Yan took it, put on a charming face, pulled the silk scarf, and when passing by Beiming Liancheng, she licked her thin lips and said with a seductive charm: "If the young master changes his preferences one day, you can come to this Mixiang Building to find him."
Zi Yan is willing to serve someone like you even if she gives her money..."
Faced with the explicit temptation, Beiming Liancheng didn't even raise his eyelids, he only curled his pale lips. The lights above his head, one after another, seemed to have a sense of induction and went out completely!
In the darkness, something seemed to come out from the lips, and it was stained with the breath of death.
Zi Yan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Just as she was about to turn around, she saw Nangong Baiye pressing the man's wrist sideways, smiling with bright eyes and white teeth: "Miss Zi Yan doesn't know, this brother of mine is a broken man."
Xiu, I’m afraid I won’t be able to accept the beauty’s kindness.”
"Oh, Broken Sleeves?" Beiming Liancheng smiled instead of being angry. He clasped Nangong Baiye's waist with his backhand and blew out his hot breath. He deliberately said ambiguously: "Can Broken Sleeves do this and that to you? Huh?"