Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

After another round of blood-sucking feeding.

Only the dim bedside lamp was on in the bedroom, and there was still a lingering, indescribable atmosphere of ambiguity, mixed with a very faint smell of blood.

Liang Yanze curled up on his side in bed, with a thin quilt draped messily around his waist.

He closed his eyes, his breathing had calmed down, but there was still weariness and emptiness between his eyebrows, as if he had been roughed up from the inside out, revealing a lazy, almost exhausted weakness.

The stern face softened slightly in the light, and also lost its color due to blood loss.

The thick black fog still covered him, flowing slowly and lingeringly.

Jinchen looked at Liang Yanze's slightly furrowed brows and pale lips.

A strange, sour, and tense emotion spread so clearly in Jinchen's consciousness.

Jinchen felt that it must be heartache.

As he stayed with Liang Yanze longer, absorbed his blood, and felt his emotions, these complex emotions that are unique to humans appeared more and more in Jinchen's perception.

He didn't think this was a bad thing, and he was willing to accept everything about his wife.

But he still doesn't know how to resolve and deal with this unfamiliar emotion.

Such as now.

Jinchen looked at Liang Yanze for a long time. The black mist spread silently and became softer, brushing against Liang Yanze's forehead and tightly closed eyelashes.

Finally, it landed very carefully on the corner of his lips.

The touch is soft, like the gentle touch of a human kiss.

"Wife." Jinchen called him, his voice lower than usual, even a little gentle.

Liang Yanze had not yet recovered from the feeling of his body being completely hollowed out, but a slight tremor still remained.

The touch was too gentle, completely different from the rough and direct demands of monsters in his imagination, which made him stunned for a moment.

The soft black mist stayed at the corner of the lips, without any further aggression, just sticking quietly.

An inexplicable feeling of helplessness quietly grew.

Liang Yanze seemed unable to treat Jinchen as an inhuman monster anymore.

Liang Yanze subconsciously raised his arms to cover his eyes, hiding the confusion and helplessness revealed in his cold expression, and his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty.

Just being touched lightly like this made Liang Yanze bury his head in the pillow, arch his back, and tremble as he spat out some clear water.

After all, it's empty and nothing can come out.

But he did not resist Jinchen's unusually gentle touch.

Even in the darkness blocked by his arms, in the silence, he shrank into the quilt in a permissive manner.

Buried in the sticky and moist, yet no longer frightening, mist that wrapped around him, it felt like dependence.

The intimate ambiguity flows quietly.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +4, totaling 25! 】

Jinchen wrapped him tightly, feeling the gradually steadying heartbeat and breathing of the human in his arms.

That strange and sour feeling lingered.

He was silent for a while, and suddenly asked Ling Gungun in his mind.

Can I stop drinking my wife's blood?

Zero Gungun, who was secretly recording the changes in the host's emotional data in an attempt to restore the host's memory as soon as possible, shuddered.

「Ah? I can, but...but whose are you going to eat?!」

It was so frightened that it almost turned pale at the thought of the host going to look for another "blood bag".

This is not possible.

Don't do such bad things as cheating!

Jinchen thought about it seriously and came up with an answer that was beyond Ling Gungun's expectations.

[The halo above Ye Lu's head, if I take a little bit of it, I won't have to drink my wife's blood for a long time.]

Ling Gun Gun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly explained, "Yes, yes, theoretically! And a crucial plot twist is about to arrive. Host, prepare yourself! This is the perfect time to harvest... oh no, this is a great opportunity to obtain that energy!"

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The next night, in a high-end private club.

Liang Yanze, dressed in a black suit, accompanied Zhou Chengjun to an important business event. He was accompanied by General Secretary Liu Zou and the head of the project department.

Before entering the club, Liang Yanze emphasized the circle of cold mist on his wrist for the third and last time.

"Tonight's occasion is very important. You absolutely cannot act recklessly. Stay still. Do you understand?"

The mist rubbed lazily against his wrist, its entrenched posture appearing incredibly docile, responding quickly and obediently.

"Yeah, I know."

Ling Gun Gun announced at the right time, "Host, please pay attention! The key plot point is coming!"

According to the original plot, Ye Lu and his friends will also be having dinner in the general area of ​​this club tonight. Coincidentally, they'll run into trouble here and be bullied by a few playboys. At this moment, Zhou Chengjun will happen to be passing by. Out of protection for the group's employees, his overbearing CEO nature will kick in and he'll come to Ye Lu's rescue with a wave of his hand.

Ye Lu was deeply moved by this. Seeing Zhou Chengjun was a little tipsy from socializing, he took the initiative to step forward and take care of him...

Jinchen was listening attentively when Ling Gungun's voice suddenly stopped.

[What happened?] Jinchen was puzzled. [Why did you stop? What happened next?]

Ling Gungun hesitated for a moment and tried to explain as tactfully as possible.

【Then... they did... that thing that only you and your wife can do.】

Jinchen was shocked.

Even though he wasn't human, he knew that kind of thing could only be done with his partner.

How can these humans be so...

The monster was completely incomprehensible.

The club is divided into a business meeting area and a leisure and entertainment area, with exquisite and elegant decoration and a quiet environment.

Zhou Chengjun and his partner tonight, Mr. Wang, first met in the billiard hall in the entertainment area.

When two bosses meet, they inevitably have to have a friendly exchange first.

The staff from both sides tacitly retreated to the rest area nearby, sat down, ordered some drinks and chatted in low voices.

Jinchen's mist quietly peeked out from Liang Yanze's sleeves, hovering above the glass of beautiful whiskey, curiously trying to reach in and take a sip.

Liang Yanze pressed his fingers on the wall of the cup in time, exerting a little force with his fingertips, glanced at it warningly, and whispered.

"Don't mess around."

Not to mention whether this monster can drink.

It was terrifying enough that the liquid in the wine glass disappeared out of thin air in full view of everyone.

Jinchen uttered a disappointed "oh" and the mist retreated in disappointment, floating to the ceiling boredly and observing the surroundings.

Humanity's boring socializing.

His gaze fell to the pool table again, and he was even more confused as he watched the two humans using long poles to poke the colorful balls.

Why do you like this kind of game?

But Jinchen was very smart and understood the basic rules after observing for a while.

He saw Zhou Chengjun hit the ball with one stroke, and the cue ball missed the target ball. The accuracy was so poor that he couldn't bear to watch it.

So, when Zhou Chengjun's shot was obviously inaccurate and the target red ball was about to stop, a wisp of mist gently touched the red ball.

Under the external force, the red ball slowly rolled forward a short distance, and with a thud, it hit another colorful ball. The two balls swayed together...

It's in the pocket.

Mr. Wang, who was about to express his regret for Zhou Chengjun, said, "...Huh?"

The people watching around: “???”

Zhou Chengjun himself was stunned for a moment, then he smiled confidently, as if to say, "As expected."

Liang Yanze: "..."

He picked up the wine glass and took a sip with an expressionless face, his eyes scanning the corner of the ceiling.

Jinchen hovered behind Zhou Chengjun, who raised his eyebrows proudly, and said deeply.

"You're welcome, human with terrible aim."

Zhou Chengjun sneezed inexplicably and rubbed his nose.

Liang Yanze was just about to call back the black fog that was becoming restless again, but he saw that the black fog seemed to have suddenly discovered something more interesting, and suddenly drilled out from the crack in the door and disappeared in the light of the corridor outside.

Liang Yanze stared at the door for a few seconds, then finally retracted his gaze.

As long as he doesn't get into any trouble that can't be resolved, he can't care about anything else for the time being.

[Host, where are you going?] Ling Gun Gun also asked hurriedly.

The fog moved quickly and unfathomably through the thickly carpeted corridor.

[I feel that nasty aura approaching. I won't allow him to come in.]

He stopped it at the source. As long as Ye Lu couldn't enter the club and see Zhou Chengjun, everything that followed wouldn't happen.