Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

Think boldly. "

"I..." Ove buried his face in his shoulder, "Stop talking."

This kind of thing cannot be said.

The hot spring water is warm, and there are fruit juices, pastries, and even flowers on the floating trays. Ove soaks in it, and the steam curls up his face, making him almost want to sigh.

Until the sound of water moving next to him, he opened his eyes and looked over, and turned his eyes away when he saw clearly: "Mr. Gwent."

"Yeah." Shen Chun stopped beside him, and hugged the soft person into his arms, "Sure enough, it's warm after soaking in the hot spring."

His body was a little cold, but because of the temperature of the hot spring, Ovie didn't shiver from the cold, but felt a little cool instead.

"Mr. Gwent, is it useful for the blood race to take a hot spring?" Ove had nowhere to put his hand, so he could only grab his hand and asked.

"It's useful." Shen Chun kneaded his red ears and said, "You can hug people openly."

Ove felt his chin resting on his shoulder, and his breathing was short. He wanted to say that there is no need to find a reason if he wants to hug him, but finding a reason sounds very romantic. It would be great if he could be with him forever: "Ge Mr. Winter, how long is the lifespan of a blood race?"

"Before deep sleep is eternity." Shen Chun said.

"What about the lifespan of a vampire?" Ove asked.

"Same." Shen Chun replied.

Ove raised his head, leaned directly on his shoulder and looked at him, "Did you make vampires to expand your power?"

Although it has been a long time, I still care about Mr. Gwent turning others into vampires, not only to suck blood, but also to give blood.

He said that his eating method was different, but that day he still caught a vampire to suck blood, maybe he really bit that vampire.

The little priest's question was tentative, but Shen Chun inexplicably tasted some sourness.