The rain poured down harder. Lan Yuan glanced at the clock on the wall and walked over to the balcony. The raindrops falling from the eaves formed a curtain of water. She reached out her hand, feeling the intensity of the downpour, then squinted as she looked out into the dimly lit streets. Meng Changge remained kneeling on the floor…
Sexual content warning. The girl finally came to her senses, flustered as she lowered her head. Yet her movements were gentle, like a small animal softly licking a wound. Ji Lingyue couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh, reaching up to hook an arm around her neck and lean in. The girl’s body was warm and soft, like a…
The vampire’s tears were as cold as her body. Ji Lingyue fell silent for a moment, then slowly exhaled and lifted a hand to wipe away the tears. “I didn’t even cry. Why are you crying?” Lan Wu sniffled, her voice stubborn. “I already said I’m sad. When you’re sad, you cry. I’m not like cold-hearted like you…” “Cold-hearted?” She…
Lan Wu blinked, her gaze suddenly drifting. “Y-you’re overreacting. I’ve just been a little picky lately, that’s all. I just prefer her blood right now. Remember when you went through that phase where you only drank that one brand of blood? If you can be picky, why can’t I? We’re the same, aren’t we?” Lan Yuan hummed. “If that’s how…
After a while, Lan Wu’s breathing gradually steadied, and her cold lips left Ji Lingyue’s neck. Ji Lingyue lowered her gaze, meeting Lan Wu’s cautious, soft, and obedient eyes. She couldn’t help but lower her voice. “What’s wrong?” Lan Wu averted her eyes, hesitating for a moment before murmuring, “I’m sorry.” “Sorry for what?” The vampire raised a hand, gently…