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too suddenly.
This little human being who pretends to be his offspring has some special ability, and his movements are obviously unpleasant, so he can't escape for a while.
Although there is no body temperature, it is not without touch, but is more sensitive to changes in temperature. The warm and soft lips were attached, Gu Ting's body was faintly stiff, and the ink-colored pupils shrank slightly.
But he didn't breathe or heartbeat after all - Lu Huaiye seemed to realize this, tightly covering his lips, and exhaling slowly and intently, as if he wanted to give him all his breath.
The air of fresh grass and trees was poured into the chest and lungs, and the stubborn light in those eyes made Gu Ting think for a while. The too strong will was silently transmitted through touch, and some completely vague and indistinguishable memories were poured into his mind.
Gu Ting stared at him, his chest suddenly hurt.
Can't let him do that.
He didn't even know where this thought came from. Before Gu Ting could regain his senses, the young man in front of him had been pressed against the sofa by his obsessive shoulders and arms.
Lu Huaiye didn't resist, and was crushed by him. The light in his black eyes was still dazzling, and he panted for a while, as if he had not completely escaped from his suggestion.
Gu Ting staggered his eyes and frowned anxiously.
His hints only evoke the will of the person who is looking at him, and his original intention is to try the level of mental power of this little human being who pretends to be his offspring, and by the way, to see how much the other person knows. When all the doubts are clarified, I plan to give any hints and let people go wherever they should go.
The current change made him suddenly wonder if he had not used his power for too long, so that he accidentally gave the wrong hint.
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The other party's eyes moved away, and Lu Deng's mind suddenly trembled, and he broke away from the half-truth and half-illusion illusion.
There was a buzzing in the ears, and the mechanical sound had been calling out in my mind for a long time.
Seeing that the system had already peeled the garlic cloves full of two spaces, Lu Deng twitched the corners of his lips dumbly, soothing the system that was already going to buy a silver cross from the small vault, lowered his gaze, and slowly adjusted his mood.
With the host's comfort, the system finally regained its composure, remembered the identity of the other party, and became worried: "Isn't it too proactive to kiss the host and the target person when they meet for the first time? Do you need me to erase his memory? After fainting, the paragraph before fainting will be forgotten..."
Lu Deng smiled helplessly: "It's okay, no need."
It wasn't just a kiss.
Gu Ting is alive.
Although there is no breathing, no heartbeat, but still alive and well.
After being influenced, his thoughts turned especially slowly, Lu Deng Wenyan declined the system's thoughtful proposal, and looked at Gu Ting with a preoccupied face.
Before he could have a new idea, Qin Liang's palm had already stroked the side of his neck.
That hand was pale and slender, and it looked very elegant, but it revealed an exceptionally powerful force, which could easily crush solid stones into pieces.
The most vulnerable parts were exposed without reservation, but Lu Deng didn't feel scared, just raised his head to meet those deep black pupils.
"Say something, I'll listen to you."
Gu Ting's hand didn't add any more strength, but just covered his throat and spoke softly, and there was a vague sense of unease in his low voice.
He still remembers something.
Lu Deng's heart skipped a beat, his eyes suddenly became sour, and he took his hand: "I'm fine."
His heart was surging, and his voice was choked for a moment.
Keenly aware of the strangeness, Gu Ting's expression became more and more worried. He frowned and thought for a moment. The pale green light in his palm condensed, and he fed a pill with a minty fragrance to his lips.
"Open your mouth."
Lu Deng opened his mouth obediently, and he fed the medicine in. The cool breath flowed through his throat in an instant, but his eyes became hotter.
In the original world, he once breathed for him in the cave and broke his throat. This medicine was also taken at that time. Although it was difficult to cure the root cause, it was still somewhat effective.
Gu Ting obviously shouldn't know these things, but he still keeps these medicines for him.
He was never alone in remembering.
Seeing Lu Huaiye taking the medicine, Gu Ting's unprovoked anxiety finally calmed down.
Looking at the little human with red eyes, worried that his aura was too fierce, the pure-blooded ancestor's tone softened, and clumsily tried to coax him: "It's not poisonous, it's good for the throat..."
"My voice is fine, everything is fine."
He clearly knew that the other party probably only had some data that was too profound at that time, but Lu Deng still raised his head, looked at him seriously, and assured him word by word.
Hearing his voice was still smooth and clear, Gu Ting's lips were slightly raised, his expression was faintly soft, and he gently rubbed the top of his hair.
The soft touch is attached to the palm, which seems to be able to relieve stress unexpectedly.
Unable to hold back, he rubbed it a couple more times. Gu Ting retracted his thoughts, regained the dignity of his elders, and taught with a serious expression, "Kissing is not a meeting etiquette. You can't use it indiscriminately when you go out in the future."
The astringency in his eyes faded, and Lu Deng's brows twitched, resisting the almost dripping smile, and nodded obediently.
Gu Ting coughed lightly and looked away.
It's still raining outside, so I can't just send people away.
The corners of his lips pursed without a trace, Gu Ting got up, and patted his shoulder with a slow force: "It's getting late, I'll take you to rest."
Vampires in the new era do not sleep in coffins. He specially ordered a fully automatic temperature-controlled body-fitting massage bed produced by modern technology. Although there is little need for sleep, he often goes up to lie down on a whim.
Even if the human body is strengthened, it is still more sensitive and fragile than the blood race. The little guy was drenched in the rain and frightened again, so he should have a good night's rest.
You don't need to rest, you might as well give him the room first.
Unable to say whether he was bewitched by the kiss, Gu Ting pondered and led Lu Deng to his room. He turned on the light for him, briefly introduced the location of the bathroom, and found an unused piece of clothing to leave behind before finally getting up and leaving.
After leaving, he did not immediately return to the study, but flashed to the outside of the stables in the villa.
The wind lamp swayed, and Gu Ting leaned slightly in the swaying drizzle to meet the eyes of a horse.
After a while, the horse that was used for the auxiliary shooting suddenly raised its neck and neighed, broke free from the reins, kicked him happily, and threw its hooves into the rain.
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There is nothing wrong with implying.
The pure-blooded ancestor who had not been kissed by the horse for a long while had his eyes deepened. Standing on one leg in the rain, looking at the direction where the horse sank into the rainy night, he fell into inexplicable contemplation.
When we teach tomorrow, it is necessary to emphasize the "no kissing of others at will".
Lu Deng washed himself, put on clothes that were two sizes too large, took off his lenses, and tried to lie down on the bed.
The room was quiet, the lights were warm pale yellow, and the bed was comfortable. The body sank in relaxation, neither cold nor hot, and the slightly tired body that had just traveled through the world was quickly repaired by a comprehensive massage.
Lu Deng rolled over on the bed, lay down comfortably for a while, and waited until the exhaustion completely subsided, then got up with a blanket and got out of bed.
The system was ready to go to sleep, and was awakened by his action: "Is something wrong with the host?"
Since he is an agent, he might have to investigate the villa of the target person overnight. The system immediately cheered up and was about to cooperate with the monitoring solution, but Lu Deng shook his head: "It's nothing serious, just wait."
The vampires don't need sleep, so they brought themselves to the bedroom on purpose, maybe it was Gu Ting's test of his true identity.
It's not like you can't sleep without someone to accompany you. Lu Deng yawned lightly, rubbed his eyes and found the slippers, without alerting the system, he looked for the location of the target task.
The door of the study was gently pushed open.
The old wooden door edge rubbed against the floor, and the hinge made a slightly sharp creak.
Gu Ting was absent-mindedly processing the photos during the day, turned back to the sound, and saw the head of the little human being stuck in the door, his eyebrows softened: "Can't sleep?"
"I am not sleepy."
The first day wasn't over yet, Lu Deng insisted on his disguised vampire identity, shook his head, and walked to him with a blanket.
Gu Ting raised his eyebrows slightly, used his strength to make extra space on the single-seat sofa he was leaning against, tacitly allowed him to sit over, raised his hand and turned the screen slightly: "Will it work?"
The level of technology in this world has developed unevenly in the presence of supernatural powers. Due to the continuous improvement of human spiritual power, electronic technology is no longer a necessity, and the speed of development has slowed down, and it still remains at the stage of intellectual brain.
Lu Dengwo was beside him, and after only a brief explanation in his mind, he had a general grasp and nodded lightly.
Gu Ting took out a spare portable intellectual brain, and was about to put it on for him, but his eyes fell, but there was a little bit of forbearance in his eyes.
The little guy was wearing his own clothes, his cuffs covered his entire hand, and his neckline was too big to barely fall off. You can still be more casual at home, so wearing it out is undoubtedly not acceptable.
It seemed necessary to buy some more clothes for him.
He had almost forgotten his original intention of banging people after asking, Gu Ting calculated the suitable style for Lu Huaiye, lowered his head, and patiently rolled up his cuffs one by one for him.
Although the skin of the human youth is fair, it is not as pale and blue as the blood race. The cuffs were rolled up and brushed over the carpal bones, revealing the flexible and smooth lines of the forearm.
According to his long-term professional experience, such muscle lines are exercised under long-term strength pressure. Although it is not bulging and conspicuous, it is not much inferior to some strength-enhanced abilities.
It is not surprising that a person from the Secret Service has such physical fitness.
Gu Ting reached out his hand cautiously, tried to hold it, and exerted a little force, but he did not feel the strong force of resistance under stress.
His gaze moved up his arm, meeting the slightly doubtful soft light in his black eyes. Gu Ting made a move, tugged at the corners of his lips dumbly, and let go of his hand and rolled up the other cuff for him, and put on the brain.
On the first day, I didn't even wear makeup lenses.
Although the reason is unknown, this little human who disguised his identity without any intention seems to have no idea or fear of guarding against him.
Even kiss him.
The thigh that was kicked by the horse was still aching, and he still didn't know what the hint was at that time. The pure-blood ancestor could only blame it on himself, probably because he hadn't used his power for too long, and the effect appeared. unexpected deviation.
If we could deviate again...
Pulling back the thoughts that were about to dissipate outrageously, Gu Ting regained his mind and explained to him the photo retouching skills he was used to while editing the picture.
He said a word without a word, Lu Huaiye was nestled beside him, hugging the blanket and occasionally responding, the atmosphere was unexpectedly not boring at all.
When he woke up, he was lying alone in the coffin in the cemetery. The moment he woke up, he was banned from handing in, and the villa was so clean that even a goblin could not be found. Apart from the occasional interaction with humans at work, this was the first time someone was with me.
Gu Ting gradually became interested, and spoke more seriously. He was about to let him try to retouch the picture himself. After asking a few words, he realized that there was no response from his side.
It will never be petrified by himself.
Gu Ting frowned, wanting to see his situation, then turned around, his arms suddenly sank.
Originally just leaning against his body, he suddenly snuggled into his arms without any defenses, and he instinctively stretched his arms and hugged him firmly.
Warm.
The soft and warm touch was really covering his arms, and the little human who insisted that he was his offspring hugged the blanket and fell asleep.
The delicate brows and eyes opened, probably because the temperature in the room was set too high, Lu Huaiye's cheeks showed a healthy light powder, his breathing was light and slow, and he slept peacefully on the crook of his elbow.
Gu Ting couldn't help but raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose. Seeing that the little guy in his arms didn't respond, he gently poked his cheek again, and the corners of his lips curled up in a soft arc unconsciously.
Not to mention sleepy.
In fact, you don't have to pretend to be a little vampire. Even if it is not his own offspring, he happens to lack an assistant who has studied art and a gardener, so it is not impossible to stay.
Just stay.
It seems that he suddenly figured out something that has been tangled for a long time, and his chest is suddenly relieved and satisfied. Gu Ting stretched out his arms, hugged the person rusty and leaned lightly in his arms, and continued to absent-mindedly edit the picture.
Although he was staring at the screen, most of Gu Ting's energy could not help but focus on rubbing the soft short hair of the little human being, and lowering his head to try to see if he would have any new reactions when he fell asleep.
Seriously affect work efficiency.
More than half of the night had passed, and seeing that nine-tenths of the unfinished work remained, Gu Ting thought deeply and sadly.
The ancient wall clock was silenced just in time by a strange force before the chimes of two in the morning. Gu Ting breathed a sigh of relief, released his hand covering Lu Huaiye's ear, and put the broken hair on his cheek behind his ear for him.
He felt a strange throbbing.
The arteries under the fingertips throbbed softly, and you could almost imagine blood gurgling beneath them.
The sweet and seductive breath came up, provoking the desire that he had never tried to release, and the throat tightened slightly.
There is a reason why the Secret Service prohibits blood races from contacting humans.
Human beings are the food of the blood race, and almost the only food, no matter what the time, this is an irrefutable fact.
Gu Ting slowly stroked the artery between his neck, a sharp light flashed in his mind for a moment, but he was immediately suppressed by him. He took out a pure-blood effervescent tablet from his side. Before he could flush, he simply pressed it under his tongue. .
In order to protect the interests of the blood clan, the Secret Service has also developed a series of substitute blood products, which taste acceptable but provide little power. When they really need power, most of the blood clan still choose to find an altar and obtain the gift of ancestor power through prayer.
The altar was a little far away, and he had to take a long-distance hovercraft to go there.
You have to find time to go there as soon as possible.
When the power is empty, hunger is more difficult to ignore, especially in the late night when the blood race is most active.
Holding the sleeping human little guy, Gu Ting took a deep breath and was about to continue working, but his stomach suddenly pumped empty and made a light rumbling sound.
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Just touch it.
Do not bite.
Drawing an absolute bottom line for himself in his heart, Gu Ting lowered his head, pursed his lips close to the neck of the human in his arms, tried to touch it, and rubbed lightly.
The extremely seductive sweet smell poured into the nose, which should have made him more and more hungry, but the empty chest and abdomen seemed to be comforted by such a simple touch, but gradually calmed down, and the sudden strong appetite also faded away. .
That's how it works.
Gu Ting buried himself in his neck, his eyes slightly bright.
Almost all of his elders have been petrified. Except for some inheritance, he has not been taught by the elders in the clan, and because his seniority is too high, his peers also keep him at a distance. In terms of understanding of the blood race, the Secret Service probably knows more than him.
Maybe the little guy will kiss him when he comes up, because the current blood clan is so drawn from the power.
He found a completely plausible explanation for himself. Gu Ting knew the taste, so he put down his work for the time being, raised his hand and waved his strength, the sofa was flattened into a slightly larger single bed, and he lay down with the human in his arms. go down.
After being gently flattened from the curled position, Lu Huaiye still slept soundly.
Gu Ting was content with being rubbed, took him in his arms, and patted his back lightly. After Lu Huaiye slowly relaxed, he finally leaned over cautiously and kissed him on the forehead again.
Inexplicably, my heart filled with a little more.
Must also work.
Although the increase in strength was not sensed, the speed of gaining strength by eating was slow, and it must be the result of accumulation.
Gu Ting didn't pay more attention, turned over to wrap him under him, lowered his head and kissed him contentedly, the corners of his lips became more and more curved, and his pupils gradually opened to a mellow wine red.
The body in his arms suddenly moved slightly, and the system woke up first from standby.