Lu Deng blinked and finally guessed what was going on.
He never expected that Gu Ting would think of going to such a place. Although it seems that the other party may still not be able to learn to bite, such a misunderstanding of hitting right seems to be unexpectedly suitable for the current situation.
Looking at the pair of pupils that even turned blood-colored because of anxiety, Lu Deng buried his head in his arms, and noticed that the power of monitoring was also fluctuating under these earth-shattering promises, and the dubiousness gradually disappeared. Lift the corners of your lips lightly.
Even if it is, obviously it doesn't matter.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the pure blood ancestor's arms became more and more tense, and he lowered his head to see his expression, but he was caught by the small prey in his arms with his arms raised, and he raised his head and kissed it actively.
Gu Ting tightened his shoulders and arms, and his heart almost restarted.
The system can only block monitoring in the direction of pure technology, and the effect of this kind of communication device with abilities is not obvious. Realizing that the power of surveillance had been withdrawn consciously, Lu Deng finally stopped being distracted, closed his eyes and raised his head, and continued to kiss him intently.
Although I had already practiced it once when I was feeding blood, after all, I was focused on stuffing the bottle into the other person's mouth at that time.
The awake Gu Ting was far less cooperative than when he was asleep. This is the second time that Lu Deng has personally entered the battle. He tried to pry open his lips and teeth to no avail, and his heartbeat was so intense that he had no time to breathe. He had to pull back a little, but was suddenly stunned by the light in his eyes mixed with joy, excitement and intense fear.
He seems to have forgotten something.
Meeting Gu Ting's still uneasy gaze, Lu Deng raised his brows, touched the corner of his lips lightly, and promised in a warm voice, "I won't leave."
"Have you never left?"
Gu Ting's voice was still hoarse, and he squeezed his hand tightly.
With a smile in his eyes, Lu Deng nodded earnestly, and leaned his head into his neck: "Never leave."
As long as the two are together, it doesn't matter.
The power fluctuation of ecstasy suddenly rolled away, Lu Deng blinked, raised his head on Gu Ting's chest, raised his hand and pressed the pendant, suppressing the seal that followed the activation in time.
It is still daytime, but the blood-colored roses representing the night are still blooming quietly one by one.
Lu Deng was stunned for a moment, then realized the other party's intention, opened his eyebrows with a gentle arc, and closed his eyes.
The lush foliage shades the bright sunlight, the grass softens into a natural fleece blanket, and the surroundings are quiet in an instant.
He didn't grow up in a place where humans lived, and he was more relaxed in such a familiar jungle. Although Gu Ting's understanding had some deviations, it seems that it is still too late to make up for it now.
Gu Ting originally planned to take him back to the bedroom, but suddenly noticed the change beside him, paused at his feet, and knelt down slowly with the small prey in his arms, his eyes showed a slight hesitant soft inquiry.
Most of the sun has been blocked out, and the location where the two are located is cool. Only a few rays of light penetrated through the leaf gap, reflected in the clear black eyes below him, and the whole eye was full of heart-stopping golden shattered awns.
Gu Ting couldn't help leaning down, gently flattened the person in his arms, and kissed him little by little.
The kisses that fell were clearly without temperature, but each time they rolled up strangely hot. Although he was ready for the next thing, at this time, Lu Deng still couldn't help but feel a little nervous, his body tensed unconsciously, pursed his lips in his arms, and quietly averted his eyes.
Qinliang touched his cheeks soothingly. Gu Ting didn't know when he had stopped. He just hugged him quietly, and put one hand behind his head and slowly rubbed it: "Just here, okay?"
Lu Deng was slightly startled and turned his gaze back.
Nervousness is one thing, everyone is ready, and if you stop at this step, even if you can't ask, your heart will still feel a faint emptiness.
"Let's take it slow, every time we get to where you can accept it."
Facing the confusion in those eyes, Gu Ting raised the corners of his lips, lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "Huaiye, you are not my food..."
Although he knew that the other party would probably never activate his seal, Gu Ting still took off the pendant from his neck and handed it to Lu Huaiye, wrapping his hand and making him clench it tightly.
Lu Deng's breathing was a little stagnant, he clenched the safety buckle tightly, raised his head slightly, and the skin he had kissed became hotter unconsciously.
In fact, a little more, it doesn't matter.
Gu Ting was about to get up, but suddenly there was a force belonging to the other party from his wrist, and when he lowered his gaze, his small prey had propped up his body and kissed him with undoubted strength.
The sun quivered on the thick eyelashes, slipped and fell on the tip of the leaf. Gu Ting's heart slammed, and he tightened his arms unconsciously. The warm and soft tongue tip was rusty but meticulously pried open his lips and teeth, stumbling into his mouth.
Lu Deng didn't know what to do next, and he couldn't ask the system for guidance now, hesitantly slowed down his movements and quietly opened his eyes.
There was a low and soft chuckle from the tight chest, Lu Deng's face was hot, and he was about to withdraw, but he was fully embraced by Run Liang's arms, wrapped it all over, and wrapped his back lightly again.
"Huai Ye."
Gu Ting hugged him and kissed him meticulously. The long kiss was over, and the little prey under him couldn't help but curled up slightly, his cheeks flushed and hot.
Holding up his body a little, Gu Ting's eyes traced the clear brows of the human youth Xiuze, raised his hand to caress it, called his name, and patiently waited for him to recover from his rapid breathing.
The heartbeat was rumbling, Lu Deng's vision was a little blurry, he blinked, and Gu Ting's soft and deep voice came from the echo of the panting in his ears.
"… Let's start a family, okay?"
The still beating heart suddenly stopped for a moment, Lu Deng was stunned, raised his head in a trance, met the starlight in his dark eyes that seemed to be able to sink people, and suddenly opened a smile that was hidden in the color of water.
"it is good."
How can it be bad.
The abnormal fluctuation of mental power for a moment, Gu Ting's heart moved slightly, only to realize that he was actually aroused by the resonance of mental power without actively giving hints.
When Lu Huaiye discovered the enemy before him, he realized that the opponent's mental power seemed to be superior to his own. However, Lu Huaiye would still receive his own hints, which not only meant that the other party had no defense against him, but also meant that Lu Huaiye was giving him the key to open his heart.
This kind of knowledge made his heart feel sour, and he couldn't help but want to kiss deeper, but his movements were still gentle, and he leaned over to cover his lips.
The gentle wave rolled up the body and consciousness together, carefully cared for it on the top of the wave, and gradually wrapped it. The wave stirred up the water on the stone cliff, gradually reaching the sky.
Dripping sweat, the sound of the wind passing through the forest, the bell rang crisply.
…
Lu Deng almost felt that his body was not his own.
Even in the danger of dying several times, he has never experienced such a special feeling. From the top of the head to the toes, every inch of his body was too lazy to move. He survived the initial anxiety and fear that he had nowhere to rely on. A strange feeling rubbed all over his body. .
Gu Ting took off his shirt and put it on him, lowered his head and placed a light kiss on his forehead, with a warm smile in his eyes: "Are you afraid?"
The promise is for fulfillment. He wasn't fully prepared, so naturally he couldn't do it so hastily. He just helped Lu Huaiye relieve himself. He didn't expect his little prey to be so sensitive.
The voice in his ear was low and gentle, Lu Deng's cheeks were slightly hot, and he shook his head between his arms, trying to hold up his body, but was already picked up by Gu Ting with his clothes on.
The physical strength of the blood clan is far greater than that of human beings. Lu Deng simply no longer exerted any effort. He buried his hot cheeks into the cold chest and shoulders, and he took a few steps forward, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"There is a laundry room at home. If you want to do laundry in the future, just tell me and I'll get it."
Gu Ting explained in a warm voice and walked to the water, kissed his lips, and rolled up the soaked clothes and sheets with strength.
Before he had time to destroy the milk bottle, Lu Deng felt uneasy in his chest. He couldn't care less, and knocked the system in his mind: "Is there a way to take it back out of thin air?"
The system's heart was full of garbled characters, and it was strangling garlic on the cross. When it received the host's inquiry, the mechanical voice paused: "That's the third-level authority..."
Lu Deng's heart sank slightly, and he pursed his lips. A vine crept up from the forest, trying to risk stealing the milk bottle.
The bright green buds only showed their tender tips, Gu Ting's movements had stopped, his eyes fell on the bloodstains still scattered on the clothes and sheets, and his pupils were slightly condensed.
The breath of fresh blood was hidden in the water, and it was diluted by most of it, and he hadn't noticed it before. But even if there is only the last breath left, he can still distinguish especially the sweet and delicious taste of blood.
It was Lu Huaiye's blood.
Just doing this kind of thing, no matter how crazy you are, you won't make so much blood.
Thinking of the weakness and coldness that Lu Huaiye couldn't hide at that time, Gu Ting's chest tightened suddenly, his strength dissipated in an instant, and the clump of clothes fell, smashing the tender vine who was about to steal the bottle.
When controlling plants to do detailed movements, the mind must also be completely integrated into the control body. Lu Deng was concentrating on controlling the vines, his eyes suddenly darkened, he blinked dizzily, and hurriedly regained consciousness.
"Who!"
Gu Ting spoke sharply, tightly wrapping the person in his arms around his arms, a faint blood in his pupils.
If you draw strength, you actually rely on the traditional way of inheritance of blood from generation to generation.
Under the madness of the blood clan, it can directly suck a person completely dry. If he really bit Lu Huaiye last night, if it wasn't fortunate that there was no accident, he might have—
Countless chaotic thoughts were constantly intertwined in his mind, and the fear that was far stronger than before hit his chest heavily. Gu Ting's arms were tensed, and the strength that was ready to go was surging, and his eyes were thrown to the source of the sound.
The green vine tip burrowed back to the ground, there were no foreign enemies invading on the grass, and there was a milk bottle that was only half dragged out.
Looking at the bloodstains on the bottle, Gu Ting's eyes were condensed with depression and pain, he frowned, and a very ominous premonition suddenly flashed through his heart.
The pure-blooded ancestor who just thought he had become mad and devoured people's eyes faintly turned black. He stood facing the feeding bottle on the ground for a while, looked down at the small prey in his arms, and tugged the corners of his lips uneasily, his expression silent. pleading.
Lu Deng blinked and struggled for a long time, but buried his head in the cold and sturdy embrace.
After lying in the bedroom until night, Lu Deng decided to go to the study to have a look.
After taking a bath with him and sending him back to the bedroom, the pure-blooded ancestor locked himself in the study without saying a word, and has not yet come out.
Even if the blood race can't think about it, there won't be any more serious consequences, but it's still hard to let go of it if you don't go and see it in person.
The system was still grinding the cross in the small dark room, and Lu Deng picked up the corners of his lips dumbly.
He knocked on the door of the study room twice, but there was a sudden choking sound from inside.
Lu Deng was stunned for a while, his heart was really worried, he raised his hand to support the edge of the door: "Gu Ting?"
"… I'm here, wait a moment."
It took a moment for the room to echo, and the voice seemed especially hoarse. Lu Deng frowned, but he couldn't let the system help him see what was going on inside, so he had to stay at the door, listening to the strange sound inside, and the sound of footsteps quickly approaching the door.
With a creak, the door was pulled open.
Gu Ting didn't seem to see much difference, just put his arms into his arms and gently rubbed his forehead: "Have you slept well?"
Without the other party by his side, even if he fell asleep, he was only half awake, and would wake up after a while, making it difficult to really sleep soundly.
In the survival code already engraved in the basic data, silence is the law of survival, and revealing one's own weaknesses is often fatal.
Lu Deng pursed his lips, met the concern in Gu Ting's eyes, opened his eyebrows, shook his head and hugged him, lowered his head and put it on Run Liang's neck: "...you're not here."
The alarm data that violated the guidelines was transformed into a functional uneasiness, and it came into my mind, but it was stopped by a higher-level command statement, and it was re-modified in the interception network composed of the basic data, and a new name was added.
can be said.
To him, you can say it.
The fluctuation of mental power caused Gu Ting's heart to move slightly. He looked down at the slightly drooping eyelashes of the human youth, held his hand, and lowered his head to kiss: "I won't be in the future."
Smiling in his embrace, Lu Deng closed his eyes against the cool kiss and handed his body to him. Gu Ting picked him up firmly, sat on the sofa together, and slowly patted his back, but there seemed to be still something in his eyes.
Lu Deng leaned against his chest for a while, then looked up at him: "The bottle thing—"
After all, he bought the bottle by himself. Lu Deng wanted to apologize, but was kissed by Gu Ting and blocked the rest of the words. He smiled helplessly: "It's not because of this..."
Seeing the young human being standing in front of him, he remembered the situation when Lu Huaiye shivered unconsciously and wanted to cuddle deeper into his arms, but was frozen even colder.
The method doesn't matter, what matters is how much blood Lu Huaiye shed for him.
The body in his arms moved, Gu Ting lowered his head, the warm breath leaned up, and gently released his eyebrows.
Gu Ting followed his strength and frowned, lowered his head and pressed his warm cheek in Tie's arms, held that hand for a while, and raised his hand to roll up his sleeve.
Both the dominant hand and the communication device are in the right hand. Lu Huaiye wants to bleed him, and the most convenient way is the wrist of his left hand.
The wounds are almost healed. Only the last trace was left with a faint white mark. Lu Deng instinctively went to stop, but Gu Ting put his hand in his palm, rolled up his cuffs to examine it carefully, and stroked the pale imprint with his fingertips.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, the person in his arms had already guessed his question and answered in advance, "It doesn't hurt."
Lu Deng really doesn't hurt. He deliberately used Drunken Star Grass, which would numb the pain while causing the wound, and there would be no special feeling at all. If it hadn't been for too much blood wasted, nothing would have happened at all.
Gu Ting stroked the scar on his wrist, which was not very clear, and still lowered his head to kiss him, groping his fingers, and said softly: "I want to go out to a distant place, will you come with me?"
No matter how little blood he sucks, even if it really doesn't hurt, he will still feel distressed.
He knew the location of an altar, as long as he went there to replenish his strength, even if there were any special circumstances, he didn't need to let Lu Huaiye hurt for him again.
Lu Deng was held by him, and his heart suddenly moved.
The plot is still at this juncture. Once Gu Ting boarded the floating yacht for the altar, he will encounter the rampant ability user, and he will explode his strength to protect the passengers on the boat, and then put himself in danger.
He originally thought about letting Gu Ting not get on the boat at all, but the passengers in that boat were innocent after all.
It doesn't matter if you go, you can find a way to find the power user and control the situation in advance. Even if due to the inertia of the plot, it is unavoidable to intensify the situation to that point again, he can at least stop in front of Gu Ting.
There will be a way.
After straightening his thoughts in his mind, Lu Deng raised his eyes and nodded: "Okay."
Seeing his answer, Gu Ting finally had a little more smile in his eyes, and shook his hand: "I made you a clear stewed pigeon. I heard that it is for blood, and it is still cooking. I don't know if you will Like to eat... go and try it?"
He didn't know that the other party could learn to cook even in the blood race state. Lu Deng had already planned to cook noodles by himself. Hearing this, his eyes brightened, he nodded and stood up, waiting for him to go to the kitchen together.
Gu Ting smiled, stood up with him, and reached out to arrange his clothes for him, but the faintly exposed bandage on the cuff suddenly caught Lu Deng's gaze.
When the door was opened, Gu Ting went to hug him, his hand was always behind his back, and he never noticed that it was actually wrapped in a bandage.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it."
Aware of his sight, Gu Ting's expression stiffened slightly, and he raised his hand to block it, but Lu Deng had already pulled his arm, and Ye Feng of the iron thorn grass lit up between his fingers, and cut the bandage he hurriedly wrapped.
A row of holes that had just been bitten out fell on the arms, from deep to shallow, and the data of the bite strength and angle were marked one by one with a very thin marker. The bottom one, has begun to show signs of healing.