17 Wan (1/2)
[System: Dear Host, DANGER AHEAD!]
[System: Dear Host, the vampire king is coming toward us. Please turn around and run.]
[System: Dear Host, it is not the time to think about food or sex. RUN! I don't want to die here with you.]
Huang Qiuyan can't hear the sound of loud alarms or the screaming system in her head. Her mind is focused on the strong masculine scent and call of his blood. She is a few days old vampire. She can't resist the spell cast on her by a pure-blooded vampire like Klyn.
On the other hand, Fu Sheng finds something odd. The scent of Huang Qiuyan is getting stronger. Why is she running in his direction? Is something chasing her? He speeds up to find her sooner. If that woman dies before he finds her, then Fu Mian will be upset.
Huang Qiuyan's eyes are clouded. She is blindly following her instincts. When she gets his scent, she can't figure out whether she is longing for his blood or other things. Her mind is full of perverted images, thanks to Klyn's treasure book.
Fu Sheng is the current oldest vampire on earth. Compared to Huang Qiuyan, the spell's effect is slower and low compares to the spell's effect on Huang Qiuyan. So, when he sees her charging toward him with a red face, he thinks that she wants to fight him. He moves away when she runs in his direction. She collides right at the tree, breaking it in half and then, falling and rolling on the mud.
”If we fight, it won't end in a good way for you.” Fu Sheng glowers at her. ”You should stop fighting and come with me.”
[System: Dear Host, why are you so suicidal?]
Huang Qiuyan gets up quietly.
[System: Dear Host, please. Don't lunge on him.]
Huang Qiuyan lunges on him.
[System: Dear Host, no! Please use hands or a cucumber. Don't force yourself on him.]
Fu Sheng grabs her by her arms and scowls at her peculiar expression. She is looking at him with sultry and dilated eyes. She rubs her waist against his and mumbles something inaudible.
”What?” He leans in to hear her words.
She lifts her head near his ears and murmurs, ”Want.”