This time, Chu Ci saw clearly.
Chu Ci blinked her eyes, raised her hand and patted his cheek, "Relax, I want to get up."
Luo Xiao didn't respond, and his eyes moved to the black figure outside, his brows frowned slightly.
The blood race obviously sensed Luo Xiao's aura, he paused for a moment, and then looked over with a pair of dark red eyes shining with a little light.
Probably the aura on Luo Xiao's body is really attractive to the blood race, and there is a glint of coveting in his eyes.
The corners of Luo Xiao's lips hooked slightly, and his eyes showed a bit of danger and coldness, but he hadn't moved yet. The little guy in his arms who had regarded him as a food reserve earlier couldn't stand it anymore, as if he had exploded Mao Mao sat up like a kitten.
Luo Xiao really couldn't hold back Chu Ci's sudden movement.
Then the little guy who was coveted his own food has already spread his wings neatly, without even wearing a hood, opened the window, braved the deserted rain, and directly climbed over the low fence of the window.
Spreading his wings behind him, he flew in mid-air, blocking the sight of the person who entered through the window. His small white face was full of dissatisfaction, and his dark purple eyes narrowed slightly.
Obviously, it has been raining for almost a week, but the weather has not improved at all.
The sky in this world seems to have been pierced with a hole. At that moment, the rain seemed to be piercing, and as the dark purple eyes swept over, it was bone-chilling.
Before the man recovered from Luo Xiao, he felt such a feeling, his body trembled subconsciously, and he looked shocked at the fellow in front of him who blocked his sight.
The girl's pretty and cute face was exposed in the air, and in the deserted rain, her sight was a bit dangerous. The obvious food protection behavior inevitably tainted the taste of greed in other blood races. But in her body, she is cute no matter how she looks.
"That's my sweetheart." Chu Ci looked at him like that, and spoke slowly.
The meaning in the words and the breath on his body are very obvious.
That's my sweetie, you, don't look at it.
Look again, I will smash your head to one side.
"You are also a blood race? I didn't feel you just now."
But such threats apparently did not make the man back down.
He flapped his wings behind him, and a slightly hoarse and bewitching voice sounded. He was holding the dejected flower in his hand as if he were holding an elegant red wine glass. He raised his hand casually, letting the flower gently touch the corner of his lips. Touched, the pale and delicate face, the dark red eyes fell straight on Chu Ci's body, looked up and down, and interest gradually rose in his eyes.
And the eyes gradually became hot, he flapped his wings again, and slid forward for a certain distance, suddenly getting closer to Chu Ci, his fingertips curled up slightly, his fangs came out uncontrollably, It looks a little hideous.
But after he realized his gaffe, he restrained himself from looking like this, and stared straight at Chu Ci in front of him with his dark red eyes.
He coaxed him with the softest voice he thought, "You should be a little blood who has just become independent, right? Where is your guardian? How can you rest assured that you are alone in this kind of place? And is that the blood bank you found by yourself? "