[Quick Transmigration] He who was born to be loved

Chapter 142 The Night Servant 18



Chapter 142 The Night Servant 18

After being half-hugged and half-dragged by Asa all the way home, Lance was pushed onto the sofa as soon as the door was closed. Asa, who had always been gentle and courteous, approached him with a sinister look like a thoroughly enraged beast.

He rudely tore off the blood heart hanging from Lan Si's neck. The moment he touched it, it seemed that something invisible flowed out of the ruby-like blood treasure, and quickly penetrated into his soul unimpeded. deep.

But that illusion-like feeling not only did not cause any discomfort, but made him take it for granted that it fit perfectly, and even gave birth to the absurd idea that the unknown thing was originally a part of his soul.

Seeing that he was stunned, Lan Si thought he was still angry with him, so he pleaded timidly and hastily.

"Asa, I don't like that blood king at all, I only like you, really."

"You're still lying to me!"

After recovering from his senses, Asa heard this sentence, his anger filled with jealousy burst out. He stared at the panicked Lance with hatred, and his heart felt sore and painful when he said it.

"If you don't like him, why are you still wearing the blood heart?"

There was a trace of panic on Lance's face, he managed to avoid Asa's questioning gaze, and was unable to utter a complete sentence incoherently.

It can be seen how clumsy this deceptive lie is.

Yasa stared at him, the turbulent emotions in his heart were mixed with some violent and dark thoughts for some reason, he seemed to be unable to control himself, blurting out the deepest and darkest thoughts in his heart.

"You and the blood king still have an intersection, don't you? The speed of the blood is extremely fast. When you were with me these days, did you also secretly go to meet him privately? En?"

He tugged at Lance's clothes while talking, his extreme words were full of jealousy.

There was a red mark on Lance's neck, but the red mark disappeared quickly. Asa suddenly remembered that every time he woke up after falling asleep with him, Lance had already put on his clothes.

So in fact, it was because the marks he left had healed long ago, and Lan Si tried every means to hide them in order not to make him suspicious.

Once a little suspicious sign is grasped, other clues that have been ignored before are suddenly revealed like sharp and hard stones on the ground at low tide, and there are obvious flaws everywhere.

Lance shook his head in a panic, desperately trying to explain.

"He forced me, I don't like him at all, not at all..."

Asa's eyes were deep and dark. He raised the chain in his hand, and the red blood heart hung between the two of them, shining bright and flowing light.

"Then he forced you to take this too? Since you don't like him, why don't you throw it away?"

Lance opened his mouth, but he couldn't say any suitable reason at all, he could only bite his lip unconsciously, and looked at him softly and timidly.

Seeing his silent appearance, Asa was disheartened, and he laughed self-deprecatingly.Throwing the Blood Clan Heart in his hand to the ground, staring at Lance's slightly dodging gaze, he spoke gloomily.

"Fan Xi said that the blood race is good at bewitching, and they will do anything to achieve their goals. I thought you were special, but now it seems that you are really so."

After a moment of silence, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and the movement of reaching out to hold Lan Si's side face was extremely gentle. He stared at those captivating emerald green eyes, and sighed in a low voice.

"forget it."

Lance looked at him blankly, as if aware of the gloomy emotions he had closed up, he tilted his head up and rubbed against his lips flatteringly, the soft and sweet breath penetrated into the flesh and bone marrow like faintly scented poison.

Eclipse Town, which woke up from sleep, became noisy. The residents talking and laughing on the street did not notice that there was an extremely fast figure passing between them, without even causing a slight fluctuation.

The tightly closed door of Yasa's house was deduced by a strong force without sound, and the figure that was heading towards the back room suddenly stopped when it passed the living room floor.

A slender and pale hand picked up the discarded Blood Clan Heart, and after rubbing it for a while, he realized something. When the dark red eyes looked at the back room, there was a rare surprise.

The soft voice sounded without any waves.

"Is it such a coincidence?"

He opened the door of the back room, and appeared behind Asa who was guarding the bed in an instant, and then passed him and looked down at Lance, who was sleeping on the bed, and his eyes slightly passed over the hickey that was disappearing on the shoulder and neck. sink.

He bent over and pulled up the quilt covering Lan Si's body, covering those unpleasant marks, and then stuffed the blood clan's heart back into Lan Si's slightly curled palm.

When the messy mind suddenly saw the pure white long hair and the strange hand that suddenly appeared, Yasa suddenly came back to his senses, and he turned his head in horror to look at the blood clan who appeared behind him like a ghost.In an instant, all the nerves in his body tensed up, and he subconsciously got up and sent out the power of light towards the opponent.

It's just that this vampire easily dispelled his power of light, looking at him quietly as if he was just a pale and weak young man. But the rich dark red eyes and the calm expression without any fear made Asa realize that he was Not an ordinary high blood race.

It is a stronger and more dangerous existence.

Seeing his unusual vigilance, the blood race pressed his arm and spoke softly.

"Go out and talk, don't disturb Lansi to rest."

The author has something to say

Asaph: (full of hostility) Who is this vampire?

Wang: (happy) It's finally on stage!

Lance: (sleepy) I really fell asleep.

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