[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

The way Hua Nongyu taught Jiang Yuran was to let him take the pill in his mouth as soon as he saw Shen Qian, and then pounce on him and kiss him, taking the opportunity to put the pill into his mouth.

And to prolong this kiss, be sure to let the pill completely melt in his mouth.

This kind of pill is very special, it can only be decomposed by the saliva of different species, and it will not be toxic to humans.

Jiang Yuran was dizzy with hunger, and was confused by the beautiful beauty in front of him. He threw the pill out of the sky for a while, just stared straight at the delicious food on the table, and moved his Adam's apple slightly. Swallow.

Seeing his greedy cat appearance, Shen Qian stopped sipping red wine, played with the slender neck of the red wine glass with his slender knuckles, raised a pair of lazy eyebrows, and looked suspiciously at this side: "Why, why are you so afraid? I?"

Shen Qian looks really good-looking. The pure white suit looks more slender and perfect. He has a handsome face with thin lips, sword eyebrows and star eyes. There is a faint smile on the corner of his lips. He is evil and coquettish, as if covered by a thin layer Thin mist, blurred and shining, so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off.

Jiang Yuran raised a pair of misty eyes and looked at him timidly: "You, what do you want to do?"

"I was afraid that you would starve to death, so I specially asked someone to get you some human food. By the way, I have a meeting or something. Are you sure you want to stand at the door?" Shen Qian had a charming smile in his deep beautiful eyes. , changed his posture, and raised his eyes at the young boy.

Jiang Yuran was no longer afraid. Indeed, if he didn't eat, he would probably starve to death.

Quickly moved her little feet, came to the edge of the table, sat down face to face with Shen Qian, grabbed a piece of meat on the table, and stuffed it whole into her mouth regardless of the image.

Shen Qian frowned slightly, "Eat slowly, no one will grab it for you, and I don't eat that stuff."

After chewing a few mouthfuls, Jiang Yuran realized that something was wrong. This piece of meat looked very fragrant and attractive, but it tasted completely different.

It's like eating rotten meat!

Unable to control his tears, he burst into tears, with a lump of meat in his mouth, a small round bulge on his cheek, and he asked vaguely, "Shen Qian, what did you do to me? Can't eat it?"

Shen Qian's deep eyes were illuminated by the luxurious crystal light above his head, reflecting a cool and gorgeous color, and he looked over with a half-smile: "If you still want to be a human being, you must eat these. If you don't want to,"

He put down the red wine glass, rubbed his slender fingertips playfully with each other, then took/taken away the red rose in the crystal vase, and pushed the crystal vase to Jiang Yuran, "I can satisfy whatever blood type you like your request."

Jiang Yuran smelled a sweet smell of blood, and the feeling of hunger and thirst became stronger.

After finally returning to normal, the eyes began to glow red again.

He swallowed the meat desperately while crying, "Take it away, you take that thing away! I don't want to be a blood-sucking monster, I want to be a normal person."

Seeing how painful he was, Shen Qian stretched out his hand across the table and gently rubbed the boy Mao Huhu's head, "Baby, don't force yourself if you can't, there's nothing wrong with sucking human blood, it's just a change of life." way. At least, we're all still alive."

His tone was full of doting and pity, as if nothing had happened to them, and they had always been so loving. He didn't imprison/imprison him, didn't play with him as a tool for lust, and never hated him.

Especially that baby sound, reminding Jiang Yuran that getting along with him is the best time.

"Wow……"

Some kind of hidden place in his heart was completely pierced by this precious sound and gentle touch.

The heart beat violently, the chest heaved violently, the blood on the face faded instantly, the tears burst little by little, and finally collapsed.

"Don't think that, I will forgive you!!!"

He cried and yelled at him, grabbed the plate and threw it at the man regardless!

Shen Qian easily avoided the plate he threw over, and didn't pick it up, allowing the food to shatter, and the pure white floor was left in a mess along with the juice.

He went around to Jiang Yuran, trying to pick him up from the chair, "Didn't you say you love me? Is this unbearable?"

"Go away, I don't love you! You crazy pervert!"

Jiang Yuran thought of the days and nights that he kept playing with him, love and hate were intertwined, tortured to the point of madness, his heart couldn't help feeling sour, he struggled desperately, but was hugged by Shen Qian into his arms.

The man lowered his eyes, his eyes were hot, and they quietly fell on his face, with a smile: "To love someone is to love everything about him, I was born like this, if you want to be with me, you have to understand how much I am. Heavy desires, you have to find a way to satisfy me, including the desire to possess and destroy, understand?"

"You scum, you are dreaming!"

Jiang Yuran was so angry that he pushed him hard, but the man restrained him even tighter. He was so annoyed that he picked up the knife on the table!

Turning around, the sharp tip of the table knife was aimed at Shen Qian's heart!

He shouted with red eyes: "Shen Qian, I'm not your plaything! If you continue like this, I'll kill you!"

Shen Qian smiled instead of anger, the corners of his thin lips curled up slightly, his handsome eyes brimming with wicked interest, he freed one hand, and undid the buttons of his well-dressed suit, including the shirt inside. Open, showing a firm and fit chest, which is where the heart is, "Dear baby, if you really want to do it, come on, I can give you my life."

"Do you think I really dare not?"

Jiang Yuran stared at him, the sharpness in his eyes could not be dimmed by tears, the knife in his hand was clenched even tighter, and he even had the urge to stab him now, he really wanted to kill him.

"I know you dare, after all, it's not the first time you've done this." Shen Qian stared at him with burning eyes, and even deliberately pressed his body towards the tip of the knife, and the sharp tip of the knife touched the elastic muscles in an instant!

Jiang Yuran is going crazy.

She cried even harder. After crying for a long time, she finally threw herself on the man's chest like surrendering, "Shen Qian, I never thought of killing you, never..."

"I know……"

The man's deep and lazy voice passed over his head, Jiang Yuran's wrist hurt slightly, and the table knife had already been in his hand unconsciously.

He threw the knife on the ground casually, and it hit the pure white floor with a crisp sound, no one cared.

He pressed him on the dining table, his eyes were irresistibly gentle, "I know your mission is to let me die, I know you are reluctant to kill me, it's okay, just love me again, I will give you my life .”

He stuck to his ears like a demon, spraying hot breath, bewitching softly, slowly kissed his earlobe, his slender arms let go of his slender waist, and easily slid open his pants...

"Honey, if you don't want to suck human blood, I'll feed you something else."

Jiang Yuran opened his eyes wide in panic. He finally understood why he didn't starve to death without eating for so many days. It was because he ate his JY...

……

When Zhang Yu came back from the hospital, the snow had stopped, and he saw a psychiatrist making a snowman in the yard from afar.

The beauty's hair has grown out to reach the roots of the ears, and the small rubber band is looped up to form a small playful tug, which is planted on the back of the head like a blade of grass.

He was wearing a pure white turtleneck sweater, dark thermal pants, and holding a small shovel in his hand, shoveling snow on the snowman one by one.

It must have been piled up hot, so the coat was thrown aside, and there was a warm handbag.

Two soldiers stood by his side, never leaving.

Hearing the sound of the car, he looked outside the yard and found that it was Zhang Yu's car. He threw away the shovel and ran over to open the gate of the carved iron fence in the yard.

The corners of Zhang Yu's mouth raised unconsciously, and the gaze following his figure was a little crazy.

At the gate of the yard, he stopped the car, threw the key to the accompanying soldiers, and opened his arms to catch the psychiatrist who rushed forward.

"Why can't I bear the loneliness if I don't take you out for a day?" He scratched his nose, pinched his chin, and kissed him at the gate of the yard.

The psychiatrist's cheeks became hot, and he drooped his long eyelashes to hide his emotions, "Don't make trouble, someone is watching."

"Hahaha, are you still shy?"

Zhang Yu was amused by him, so he simply picked him up by the waist and walked into the house, "Then go back and feed you!"

Before entering the bedroom, Zhang Yu pressed the man against the wall and kissed him hard for a while, the kiss made the psychiatrist out of breath.

Zhang Yu tugged at his clothes roughly, trying to do something, but the psychiatrist held down his hand. He trembled his eyelashes, and protested with his mouth, indicating that he had something to say.

Zhang Yu let go of him, pinched his chin and panted, "Don't want to do it?"

"No, it's not..."

The psychiatrist's face was flushed, and there was a thin watery light in his beautiful eyes. He raised his eyelids to look at him, breathing intertwined with Zhang Yu, and his voice trembled: "I have something to give you."

Zhang Yu had to suppress the impulse, but he didn't take it to heart, but he still asked cooperatively, "What is it?"

The psychiatrist pushed him away, and walked towards the bedroom like a succubus, his every frown and smile was full of endless charm, "Come here."

Zhang Yu followed like a demon.

The two walked into the bedroom one after the other. The psychiatrist sat on the bed, and the soft mattress instantly sank into an ambiguous arc. He opened the drawer, took out a beautiful gift box, and handed it to Zhang Yu, "Here."

Zhang Yu's eyes twitched, he didn't expect his beauty to do some romantic things.

He smiled and asked, "What is it, a condom?"

Psychologist:"……"

The psychiatrist rolled his eyes at him, lost his good mood, and said with a stinky face, "Can't I open it?"

Zhang Yu put the gift box on the bedside table casually, and threw him on the bed, chasing after his eyes with unclear meaning, "Don't open it, let me give you a sense of expectation."

The psychiatrist still wanted to refute something, but the lips were already sealed by the pressed kiss.

Zhang Yu is now more and more dependent on him.

No see in one day, like every three autumns.

His mind was full of desires, as if he had suppressed it for a long time, and he treated the psychiatrist almost ruthlessly.

The psychiatrist had done it countless times, but he still made me cry bitterly, as if he was inexperienced, and kept crying out for pain, begging him to be lighter.

Zhang Yuyu couldn't let him cry, the more he cried, the more he could arouse the man's sadistic desire.

He teased him more and more ferociously, wishing he could kill him.

Until the psychiatrist couldn't take it anymore and passed out.

Zhang Yucai was completely released, covered him up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, it was completely dark outside.

He turned on the light, leaned against the bed shirtless, saw the beautiful gift box lying on the bedside table, couldn't help but smile, what could it be?

Simply reach out and take it over to open it...