Vampire cute baby tomb robber

A black shadow fell in front of his eyes, and his lips were bitten.

Yes, it's not a kiss, it's a bite!

The man pinched her jaw with two fingers, pulled her face hard, and covered her thin lips.

Teeth gritted her lips.

The temperature was like ice just scooped from the North Pole, revealing a biting chill.

His mouth was mixed with the fragrance of tea, mixed with each other's saliva, and seeped into his tongue.

Nangong Baiye had nowhere to place his hands, so he was forced to wrap his arms around his waist, retreating again and again.

But the man made an inch, and the tip of his tongue brushed against her ear, sucking with enough force to make her scalp tingle...

Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes, raised his left hand, and put the silver dagger on Beiming Liancheng's neck: "If I were you, I wouldn't choose to eat at this place."

"Heh..." Beiming Liancheng leaned over slowly, pressing his muscular chest against her, his thin lips slightly curled up, and his sharp fangs forming a sinister face.

A lantern in the shape of a water lotus hangs high above the head, and the golden halo sprinkled down just falls on the weapon that is out of the body.

The silver knife flashed, and the word "drive" was reflected.

This knife does not hurt people and does not kill, it is designed to cut down the world's evil spirits.

But Beiming Liancheng didn't seem to see it, his eyes stared playfully at the little face under him, but his expression didn't show any panic.

A pair of pitch-black eyes were calm, except for the mole of tears in the bottom of the eyes, which was somewhat charming.

"You're right, it's really dirty to eat here..." Beiming Liancheng's eyes sank, his slender fingers moved up inch by inch along the curve of her waist, rolled and stopped on her chest, pointing Tip wandering...

Suddenly!

He clasped her waist tightly, and the cold jade rubbed against her skin. He lifted his fingers and loosened his strength.

Nangong Baiye looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Beiming Liancheng had a gentle expression on his face, without his fangs, he was harmless and pure.

But his actions were anything but harmless.

The fingertips rested on the dagger, and with a light swipe, blood filled the air.

He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked her neck, with careless laziness between his thin lips.

That means, it's clear that he didn't pay attention to the exorcism knife in his hand.

Nangong Baiye's eyes darkened, could he be a purebred vampire?

Just as this thought flashed across the room, the door suddenly creaked open.

Mo Niang came in, looked at the two people who were entangled together, she was obviously stunned, and then she smiled happily: "You two are in such a good mood."

At this time, Nangong Baiye's lips were still swollen, his small hands were placed on the man's shoulders, and his robe was pulled back, showing a posture waiting to be covered.

And Beiming Liancheng was dressed in an ascetic black robe, his pupils were icy cold, and the corners of his eyes showed lazy desires. After hearing the voice, he slightly tilted the corners of his sharp face, and his amber-like transparent eyes were clear. Chu's written "You are disturbing us"

"Pfft." The girl behind Mo Niang smiled: "Mom, you're making fun of Ziyan again, how can there be a young master here to point me out? It's almost as good as finding a young lady."

Nangong Baiye pushed the person away and raised his lips: "It's just a joke, girl, don't take it seriously."

"But son, tell Zi Yan, how can you make your lips turn red?" Zi Yan raised her hand, put her arm on Nangong Baiye's shoulder, and gently blew into her ear Get angry.

Nangong Baiye did not hide, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and teased: "If you tell me how Steward Jiang died, maybe I can help you make your lips turn red."

"What did you say!" Zi Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and she stuttered even when she spoke: "Jiang, did Jiang Sheng die?"

Nangong Baiye looked at her and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You don't know?"

"How could I know!" Zi Yan yelled loudly: "I've been in Mixiang Building all day, and that dead ghost is also a guy who loves the new and dislikes the old. It's only been a few days, and he forgot about me! You men, Not a single good thing!"

Nangong Baiye didn't care what she scolded, she just asked, "When was the last time you saw him?"

"Three days ago, he was generous that time, and he said that he could make a lot of money this time." Zi Yan sneered: "Anyway, none of what he said is true."

Nangong Baiye pondered for a moment: "Then when you saw him, was there anything unusual about him?"

"Strange?" Zi Yan thought for a while, and Liu Mei frowned: "No, everything is fine."

Nangong Baiye lowered his eyes: "Did he spend the night here that day?"

"Hehe, look at what the young master said, there is a man who comes to Mixiang Building and doesn't sleep overnight before leaving." Zi Yan leaned against her, soft like a pool of water: "Unless he...is not a man."

Nangong Baiye smiled, and grabbed the slipping hand: "Think about it carefully, did he have nightmares or scratch it indiscriminately when he was sleeping?"

"Nightmare..." Zi Yan paused suddenly, as if remembering something, her eyes filled with fear: "Speaking of which, he was really strange that day, we were making out, and he suddenly stood up, insisting that there was someone beside the bed. In the middle of the night, the girls from Mixiang Building had already gone to accompany the guests. Apart from me and him, there was not even a maid in my room. Where did anyone come from? But he insisted that he saw it and let me go Light up."

"Have you ordered?"

"It's on, but I don't see anyone."

"and after?"

"Later we all fell asleep." Zi Yan frowned slightly: "But he has always been nervous, looking at the bedside from time to time, it makes me feel scared."

Nangong Baiye smiled, and took out a talisman from his pocket: "This is for you."

"Why? I don't believe in any crooked ways." Ziyan raised her eyebrows, and said with a coquettish smile, "You asked me so much, and you didn't even give me a silver coin, so why don't you just use a piece of broken paper to fool the ghost?"

Nangong Baiye shook his head and smiled, and threw the ingot of silver over.

After Ziyan picked it up, she flirted with her small face, pulled the silk scarf, and licked her thin lips when passing by Beiminglian City, with a seductive charm: "If my son changes his preferences someday, you can come to Mixiang Building to find Me, like you, Ziyan is willing to serve you..."

Facing the blatant temptation, Beiming didn't even lift his eyelids, but curled his pale lips. The lights on the top of his head, one after another, seemed to have been sensed, and they all went out!

In the darkness, something seemed to protrude from his lips, tainted with the breath of death.

Zi Yan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Just as she was about to turn her head, she saw Nangong Baiye holding down the man's wrist sideways, smiling with bright eyes and bright teeth: "Miss Zi Yan doesn't know something, my brother is a broken man." I'm afraid I won't be able to accept the beauty's kindness."

"Heh, Broken Sleeve?" Beiming Liancheng smiled instead of anger, clasped Nangong Baiye's waist with his backhand, sprayed out hot breath, and deliberately said vaguely: "Can Duanxiu treat you like this or that? Huh?"