“It won’t be useful even if you eat again!” He forced her to look at herself. “You’re a vampire now, Ying, you’re a vampire, and you can only sustain life by drinking blood. Yes, you won’t die without drinking, but what’s the difference between being like this and dying?! You’ll only get weaker and weaker——”
“Get out of my house!”
Wen Ying didn’t want to smash the thing she was holding at him, and shouted at him in a low voice. Her face was very ugly, starting from him poking her.
His frozen gaze fixed on her, her face pale and stubborn, biting her lower lip tightly. He suddenly lowered his head and, under their unprepared gaze, bit through his wrist, causing blood to drip onto the floor and splatter a ripple of blood.
He handed the bite to her lips and said, ‘Drink!’
“Why am I——“
Her expression had already changed before she could finish speaking.
Having not consumed blood for a long time was like not eating any staple food, and she felt hungry like all normal people. She doesn’t have no feelings for blood, just like the blood that Osmund is sending to her now, constantly emitting a tempting aroma. Her small sharp teeth have grown unconsciously, and no blood tribe can resist such temptation. The powerful magic is like summoning her.
His wrist was held closer, and she could drink as soon as she lowered her head. Wen Ying couldn’t hold back and took a gentle sip.
A faint bloody taste fills the mouth, with an indescribable and wonderful sweetness. However, there was a sudden surge of nausea in her stomach, which reached her throat and she suddenly vomited!
This is not enough, she felt like she was about to vomit everything out of her stomach, pressing it against her throat and nauseously tearing her heart and lungs apart.
Vampires are not unable to drink the blood of their companions, but such situations are usually only carried out when they recognize each other, which is an ambiguous relationship bond. Because bloodsucking is often accompanied by sexual activity. Of course, there are also some special situations such as emergency situations to assist peers. But most vampires have indifferent personalities, and it is undoubtedly when their relationships are relatively close that they are willing to donate their precious blood for another person.
Original translation is from bobateatranslation dot com. If you’re reading this elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.
Osmund had never let anyone drink his own blood, and when he noticed that her blood teeth had penetrated his veins and her lips and tongue were sucking between her wrists, a tingling sensation spread from her limbs. He saw her squinting her eyes and showing an expression of enjoyment, and his heart moved, hoping to feed more blood into her mouth.
However, in just a short moment, she bent down and vomited the blood, her expression extremely painful.
“Ying?” Osmund’s expression was stunned. He helped her and patted her back, but it was of no use. He could only watch her vomit incessantly. His heart was like being tightly held by a thin rope, and he asked Frenaud, “What’s wrong with her?”
“Rejection reaction.”
Frenaud handed her a glass of water to rinse her mouth and said to Osmund, “She doesn’t approve of vampires or the practice of drinking blood to survive. You should know the reason.”
Osmund only felt his hands and feet suddenly become cold, even though they were already extremely cold.
Her reaction suddenly woke him up from his dream of peaceful coexistence, making him realize that even if she appeared to be able to tolerate it, her rejection of him and vampires in her heart had not decreased at all. Her instinctive reaction exposed all the things she gently concealed, like thorns piercing into her skin. They had once bestowed upon her, but now it makes it difficult for them to come any closer. Even if she carefully extended her hand, her fingers would bleed from the sting.
And she will only feel more pain.
Osmund breathed a suppressed sigh.
“So now you know the reason why she can’t suck blood,” said Frenaud. “Don’t force her anymore.”
There was a moment of condensation in the room, and Frenaud proficiently handed her a water glass to rinse her mouth, wiping away the water stains from the corners of her mouth. She gradually calmed down with his help. Osmund is like an unnecessary existence.
“No, she must suck blood.”
The cold voice rejected Freund.
Frenaud looked over in surprise and saw a cold smile on Osmund’s lips. The wound on his hand had quickly healed, and he coldly bit it again. He handed it to Wen Ying’s mouth and said, ‘Drink it in.’
Wen Ying’s gaze was filled with resistance, and he threatened, “You know the difference between him and me.” He pointed to Frenaud, “If you don’t listen, it’s hard for me to control my temper and not do anything to him.”
“Vampires cannot……”
“Can’t harm the same kind, right?” He smiled cruelly.” You’re wrong, vampires just can’t kill the same kind. As long as their heart is still there, they won’t die. And I have countless ways to make him feel the pain of living.”
In the moment his words fell, Frenaud was caught off guard and was hit hard by the energy impact on the wall, making a huge “bang” sound!
“It won’t be useful even if you eat again!” He forced her to look at herself. “You’re a vampire now, Ying, you’re a vampire, and you can only sustain life by drinking blood. Yes, you won’t die without drinking, but what’s the difference between being like this and dying?! You’ll only get weaker and weaker——”
“Get out of my house!”
Wen Ying didn’t want to smash the thing she was holding at him, and shouted at him in a low voice. Her face was very ugly, starting from him poking her.
His frozen gaze fixed on her, her face pale and stubborn, biting her lower lip tightly. He suddenly lowered his head and, under their unprepared gaze, bit through his wrist, causing blood to drip onto the floor and splatter a ripple of blood.
He handed the bite to her lips and said, ‘Drink!’
“Why am I——“
Her expression had already changed before she could finish speaking.
Having not consumed blood for a long time was like not eating any staple food, and she felt hungry like all normal people. She doesn’t have no feelings for blood, just like the blood that Osmund is sending to her now, constantly emitting a tempting aroma. Her small sharp teeth have grown unconsciously, and no blood tribe can resist such temptation. The powerful magic is like summoning her.
His wrist was held closer, and she could drink as soon as she lowered her head. Wen Ying couldn’t hold back and took a gentle sip.
A faint bloody taste fills the mouth, with an indescribable and wonderful sweetness. However, there was a sudden surge of nausea in her stomach, which reached her throat and she suddenly vomited!
This is not enough, she felt like she was about to vomit everything out of her stomach, pressing it against her throat and nauseously tearing her heart and lungs apart.
Vampires are not unable to drink the blood of their companions, but such situations are usually only carried out when they recognize each other, which is an ambiguous relationship bond. Because bloodsucking is often accompanied by sexual activity. Of course, there are also some special situations such as emergency situations to assist peers. But most vampires have indifferent personalities, and it is undoubtedly when their relationships are relatively close that they are willing to donate their precious blood for another person.
Original translation is from bobateatranslation dot com. If you’re reading this elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.
Osmund had never let anyone drink his own blood, and when he noticed that her blood teeth had penetrated his veins and her lips and tongue were sucking between her wrists, a tingling sensation spread from her limbs. He saw her squinting her eyes and showing an expression of enjoyment, and his heart moved, hoping to feed more blood into her mouth.
However, in just a short moment, she bent down and vomited the blood, her expression extremely painful.
“Ying?” Osmund’s expression was stunned. He helped her and patted her back, but it was of no use. He could only watch her vomit incessantly. His heart was like being tightly held by a thin rope, and he asked Frenaud, “What’s wrong with her?”
“Rejection reaction.”
Frenaud handed her a glass of water to rinse her mouth and said to Osmund, “She doesn’t approve of vampires or the practice of drinking blood to survive. You should know the reason.”
Osmund only felt his hands and feet suddenly become cold, even though they were already extremely cold.
Her reaction suddenly woke him up from his dream of peaceful coexistence, making him realize that even if she appeared to be able to tolerate it, her rejection of him and vampires in her heart had not decreased at all. Her instinctive reaction exposed all the things she gently concealed, like thorns piercing into her skin. They had once bestowed upon her, but now it makes it difficult for them to come any closer. Even if she carefully extended her hand, her fingers would bleed from the sting.
And she will only feel more pain.
Osmund breathed a suppressed sigh.
“So now you know the reason why she can’t suck blood,” said Frenaud. “Don’t force her anymore.”
There was a moment of condensation in the room, and Frenaud proficiently handed her a water glass to rinse her mouth, wiping away the water stains from the corners of her mouth. She gradually calmed down with his help. Osmund is like an unnecessary existence.
“No, she must suck blood.”
The cold voice rejected Freund.
Frenaud looked over in surprise and saw a cold smile on Osmund’s lips. The wound on his hand had quickly healed, and he coldly bit it again. He handed it to Wen Ying’s mouth and said, ‘Drink it in.’
Wen Ying’s gaze was filled with resistance, and he threatened, “You know the difference between him and me.” He pointed to Frenaud, “If you don’t listen, it’s hard for me to control my temper and not do anything to him.”
“Vampires cannot……”
“Can’t harm the same kind, right?” He smiled cruelly.” You’re wrong, vampires just can’t kill the same kind. As long as their heart is still there, they won’t die. And I have countless ways to make him feel the pain of living.”
In the moment his words fell, Frenaud was caught off guard and was hit hard by the energy impact on the wall, making a huge “bang” sound!
