Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

The little bat stared blankly at the finger that the girl handed over, and the bat's wings flapped hesitantly.

Su Tang poked the little bat in the stomach again.

"There is no such shop in this village. I don't know when you want to drink it next time. Are you sure you can be hungry until then?"

The little bat hesitated, lowered his head, and softly hugged the girl's white fingertips with his paws.

The sweet taste of blood suddenly became rich.

The pointed fangs were exposed uncontrollably and pressed against the girl's tender skin.

It did take advantage of the girl's attention last night to secretly drag the girl's hand out of the bed, and then took a small bite.

But I didn't drink much.

Just licking the oozing blood beads clean, healed the wound for the girl.

His body was also sealed by the power of the previous pope.

I just don't know why the soul can escape from the body and become a bat.

From the first sight of Su Tang, it felt something in its body about to move, as if it was about to break out of its shell.

The sweet smell of blood is like an invisible rope, which is firmly tied.

When it falls on the girl's finger.

It even seemed to be able to feel the gurgling flow of sweet blood in the blood vessels under the girl's fair skin.

The smell is like a small hook.

Little by little.

Hook it out of the desire to eat.

I want to imprint my own mark on that white wrist.

I want every inch of her to be contaminated with my own breath.

This abrupt desire and thought made Simmons very strange.

In his long life, he had never had such a strong desire for food.

He didn't understand what was going on.

Had to follow the girl all the way dull and silent.

But the girl seems to be very resistant to the blood...

So he just secretly... took a sip.

Inexplicable.

Don't want to be hated by her.

But the girl who was very resistant to this matter offered to let him eat...

The little bat patted the bat's wings irritably, wondering where this inexplicable emotion in his heart came from.

Sour and astringent.

Seeing the little bat holding her finger, Su Tang just showed her little fangs, but did not move, thinking it was afraid of the threat of making it into a grilled bat that day.

He bends his lips a little funny, and his round eyes narrowed into crescents.

She sent her finger upwards.

The sharp fangs cut through the skin.

The blood bead oozes out one by one.

Falling on the girl's white fingertips.

Out of gorgeous and decadent colors.

Accompanied by a sweet and soft taste like candy.

The smell spread quickly.

The low-level kinsmen living in the land of chaos asked about the smell, and they were a little violent. The fangs were exposed uncontrollably, and the red pupils were squinted vigilantly. The desire in their minds clamored wildly, to absorb the source of the sweet taste. dry.

However, the forced coercion from the source of the taste pressed them again, making them afraid to act rashly.

move.

Just die.

The kinsmen who smelled the blood of Su Tang circulated irritably.

I thought, when will the tragic days of being able to smell and not eat end?

...

Su Tang originally thought that the little bat would hold her fingers and eat without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the other party just carefully licked away the blood drops from her fingertips.

Then licked again.

The wound on the girl's fingertips healed.

The actions are careful and solemn, as if they were dealing with a fragile treasure.

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