Gal's eyes started to become bloodshot, and fine red blood filled his eyes, "Dad, my eyes hurt too."
Asa squatted down, pointed her sharp fangs against her lower lip, and her lake-blue pupils slowly turned scarlet, "Hey, don't move around."
After finishing speaking, Asa turned Gal's head aside, and his sharp canines quickly pierced Gal's tender skin, and the scarlet thick blood instantly swarmed out of the veins and flowed into Asa's mouth.
— Gollum, Gollum.
Gal turned his head sideways, listening to the heavy panting sound close at hand, the swallowing sound when the throat moved up and down, hooked the corners of his mouth and closed his eyes, his eyelids covering his clear pupils.
"Dad—" Cal murmured very softly, if it wasn't for Asa who was close to his face, he might not be able to hear what the other party said, "Dad—"
Asa's scarlet pupils glanced at Gal's tightly closed eyelids and wet eyelashes, his pupils dimmed slightly, and an emotion called self-blame slowly fermented in his heart.
He is now even more convinced that after he sucked the other party's blood yesterday, the secretion of the blood canine's fangs changed Gal's physique, resulting in abnormal blood volume.
Thinking of this possibility, Asa's teeth clenched slightly, the pale pink gums unconsciously secreted a lot of hyaline neuron, and the transparent saliva penetrated along the canine teeth into the cavity of Gal's neck.
"Well, Dad." The canine teeth penetrated the muscles of the neck and pressed against Gal's nerves. The neurotoxin infiltrated from the tooth cavity brought him a different kind of comfort, "Dad~" Gal's voice was very suppressed Low, not so much a whisper, but a moan with dependence.
The sweet, fermented blood slowly flowed into Asa's stomach. It is undeniable that Gal's blood is really delicious, as if tailor-made for his taste, no matter how much it is, it's not enough!
Asa's scarlet pupils slowly glowed golden, and the greedy bloodthirsty desire slowly invaded his nerves. He lowered his head to look at the still red skin of the other party. Asa's pupils dimmed, have they not recovered yet
Asa slowly moved his slightly closed jaw, and lowered his head at a small angle.
—Pfft!
The canine teeth, which had only lightly poked the neck muscles, sank a few millimeters into Gal's neck, and more blood rushed into the throat along the tooth hole.
"Hmm." Gal murmured softly, the pupils hidden under the eyelids flashed a gleam of joy, feeling the fine current pouring in from the wound on the neck, Gal grabbed the bed sheet to restrain his urge to hug Asa .
"Dad, it still hurts."
Asa responded in a low voice, clasped his narrow shoulders with both hands and hugged him in his arms, muttered while sucking, "Don't be afraid, Dad is here." After saying that, he stood up and walked towards The sofa, the mouth tightly attached to the other party's neck accelerated the speed of sucking and eating—
As the blood flowed, the slightly protruding blue blood vessels on Gal's skin slowly shrank—
Asa hugged Gal's body tightly and patted his back lightly, just like an ordinary father putting his child to sleep. If you ignore the canine teeth that he clasped tightly around the neck of the other party, then he is really no different from an ordinary father.
"Dad, Cal doesn't hurt anymore." Cal's voice returned to his normal state, and he seemed a little shy while grabbing Asa's collar, "I like that Dad holds me all the time."
Gal turned his head sideways, staring closely at the man who buried his head on his neck to eat, his emerald green pupils shone with obsession.
When Asa heard what Gal said, he stopped sucking and loosened his teeth slightly. To be honest, he couldn't drink anymore—
Carefully removing the canine teeth and carefully licking the cavities with the tip of his tongue, Asa looked at the place where he had bitten, and raised his head after confirming that it was intact.
"Dad, what happened to me just now?" Gal hugged Asa's neck tightly, hanging his body in the air, "Did I just explode?" The immature childish voice was full of faint tidal waves, sounding extremely aggrieved up.
"Gal—" Asa opened his mouth, wanting to explain something to Gal but didn't know how to explain it, blood slave? or something else
He blamed himself very much in his heart, if Gal would always have to rely on himself to soothe the swollen blood in his body, then his whole life—
"Dad, can I be Dad's blood slave?" Gal said slowly, the milk voice exclusively for children sounded very bewitching, "Uncle Seaman said, Dad also needs an exclusive blood slave, and Gal doesn't want others It's Dad, Gal—"
Gal's voice was a little whimpering, which made Asa feel that the other party seemed very sad, "If Dad has someone else, then only Gal will be left—"
Asa didn't say anything. In his mind, an adopted son is an adopted son. Blood slaves are just food for blood clans, even exclusive blood slaves are just food.
Gal waited for a while, seeing that Asa didn't promise anything, he urged anxiously, "Dad?"
Asa's shoulders felt cold, and cold water droplets splashed on his shoulders. Gal cried
"Gal, in fact, Dad already has an exclusive blood slave—" Asa opened his mouth, and suddenly remembered someone.
Cal's chin rested on Asa's shoulder, a look of interest flashed across his face, but he said something extremely aggrieved, "Daddy is a liar, I have never seen him before."
"He—" Asa paused, "His name is Samuel, and he is father's housekeeper and blood slave."
Asa thought of Samuel's answer when he asked the steward if he was a blood slave, 'Is your blood slave? Be it. '
So, right
The expression on Gal's face became more joyful, "But he's not here, and Dad will be mine alone from now on."
"..." Asa opened his mouth, wanting to refute the unreasonable troubles of his adopted son, but he also thought of the strange physique of the other party. If it happens again next time, he will not suck his excess blood—
Will the consequences be serious
"Hmm." Asa stared at the other party's neck, where the blood hole was left just now, and replied in a low voice.
Let's talk about the future.
Gal who was recognized seemed very happy, lying on Asa's shoulder and panting softly, Asa didn't understand why the other party was so excited after being recognized by him.
Blood slave does not seem to be a good word, after all, who would be willing to take the initiative to serve as a food reserve
But there seems to be something wrong, where is it
"Dad, when are we going to find the teacher?" Gal's voice was still a little excited.
Asa frowned, and he replied casually, still immersed in his own thoughts, "Well, tomorrow."
What Dean gave was the address of a nursing home. The nursing home located in the outskirts of New York refused visitors after three o'clock in the afternoon, and it took three hours to drive from the city to the suburbs.
Asa looked up at the wall clock on the wall, the hour hand pointed to 1:30, and then said affirmatively, "Well, let's go tomorrow."
"Dad, I was too hot just now, I was sweating—" Gal twisted his bare upper body.
Asa frowned, just ran all the way outside the room and got a little rain, his body was also sticky, "Do you want to take a bath?"
"Hmm." Gal gripped Asa's collar tightly with his small hands, and replied in a low voice.
Asa opened the suitcase, took out their pajamas and was about to get up.
"Dad, I'm going to wear that one." Cal leaned on Asa's back, pointing to the brown checkered pajamas with his little finger.
Asa glanced sideways at Gal with weird eyes, and then looked at the oversized checkered pajamas in his hand. His son always wanted to wear the same clothes as him. What's wrong with this
"good."
— clang.
The bathroom door made of frosted glass was closed, and soon there was the sound of undressing, and two naked people were vaguely reflected on the glass door.
…
The Morik Nursing Home located in the suburbs of New York is one of the best nursing homes in the United States. Surrounded by greenery, it has a special attraction and has a high occupancy rate every year.
Many retirees in the United States hope to be able to enter here, but its rooms are always in a tight state.
Asa stood at the service desk of the Morik Nursing Home with Gal in his arms, "I want to see Sid White."
The black nurse sat on the chair, looked up at Asa, and pressed a form on the computer, "Fill it out, and then I'll call the nurse upstairs and ask if they would like to see you. "
Asa raised his eyebrows knowingly, the strict sanatorium would not allow strangers to meet residents. Picking up the form and looking at it, the name, address, and reason for seeing the elderly are all very specific.
Regarding the relationship with the old man, Asa's brows tightened and then slowly relaxed, and he solemnly wrote, "Master and apprentice."
The black nurse glanced at the form on the computer screen, looked up at Asa with a strange look, picked up the landline and dialed an internal number, "Hello? Is Sid there? Someone wants to see him... Well, I put the form Pass it on to you... um, um, I see."
The black nurse was holding the phone with her head sideways, typing something into the computer, "Hey, I've passed it on to you."
The computer over there was not hung up, and the black nurse held the microphone and waited for Sid's response. After a long time, an old and unusual voice appeared at the end of the microphone, "Hello? Nurse Monty?"
The black nurse was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect Sid to answer the phone in person, because in his impression, this former master of magic was not easy to get close to.
"Um."
The old man's voice trembled slightly, and there was a hint of disbelief, "Excuse me, is the young man who came to see me with you?"
"Oh, he's here, I'll give him the phone." The black nurse named Monty hurriedly handed the phone to Asa.
Asa switched hands to hold the baby, and took the phone with his left hand, "Hello? Hello, Mr. Sid."
The old man over there fell silent after hearing Asa's voice, and asked slowly after a long time, "Are you Yuan..."