Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 1168: The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (46)

Chapter 1168: The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (46)

This wasn’t a kiss. It was sweeter and stickier than a kiss.

Only after forcing her to drink all the wine did Arthur lick her lips, reluctant to part from them.

His voice was hoarse. “Sleep. This drink can help you feel better.”

It was a fondness that was completely different from the fiendish person just earlier.

Arthur got up very calmly. He gracefully pressed her down and covered her with a quilt.

“Sleep. No one will hurt you anymore.”

The actions of a polite [1] gentleman.

Bai Weiwei was weak and doubtful. She clutched the quilt, carefully eyeing him.

She thought he was going to play some tricks again.

But Arthur just lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead.

A pure and gentle kiss.

“Goodnight, darling.”

Saying that, he turned and left.

Arthur’s footsteps slowed. One step, two…

Before he could take the third step, his hand was caught.

The gentle curve on Arthur’s lips morphed into a triumphant grin.

He said calmly, “What’s wrong? Sleep a bit earlier.”

Arthur looked at the book by his feet as he spoke.

The book was a manual on how to train blood slaves to be obedient.

The Blood Kin circles had a long history of raising blood slaves.

In order to make blood slaves willingly obey, many techniques to tame blood slaves were developed.

In the books he read, the most used method was to obtain the blood slave’s feelings.

Tonight, he deliberately allowed her to be hurt.

Then he rescued her, was gentle to her, and politely left.

With this wave of attacks, how could a mere fragile human not open her heart to him?

Bai Weiwei didn’t speak, but her fingers continued to quiver.

Arthur wasn’t impatient as he asked, “Or did you want another glass of wine?”

After a moment, she finally whispered, “Stay.”

The tips of Arthur’s ears itched, and the suffocation in his body evaporated.

She submitted to him.

Sure enough, the techniques in the books were useful.

Bai Weiwei raised her voice. “Stay with me, okay?”

She lowered her head, not daring to look at him, but because she craved his gentleness, she was unwilling to let him leave.

Suddenly, she was pressed into a cold embrace.

Then she heard him speak in a helpless, doting tone, “Are you worried about having a nightmare? Don’t be scared, I’m here. I won’t leave.”

When Bai Weiwei heard this, she lay back down, giving him a timid look.

Her gaze was unspeakably soft and cute.

It no longer had that proud and cold resistance.

Arthur sat on the bed, reaching out and softly touching her neck.

She shivered, her eyes revealing a bit of fright.

Having just touched the border of life and death, she was much more obedient.

Arthur suppressed the smug darkness in his eyes, his expression much more gentle.

“Don’t move. I’ll watch over you.”

His blood was powerful, and her neck was already extremely clean, without any wounds.

She docilely remained still and even raised her neck, like an innocent and weak lamb, offering herself to him as a sacrifice.

Arthur nearly couldn’t hold back his fangs from emerging.

But thinking about how his prey had become enamored with him with much difficulty, he stifled the thrill of the hunt.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the neck.

The touch was cold, but it held a warm comfort.

“Sleep.”

Bai Weiwei watched him silently for a moment. Finally, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The slumber wine came into effect.

But after sleeping for a while, her entire body trembled, as though she were having a nightmare.

She seemed to perceive his presence, and her body naturally wrapped around him.

Arthur was afraid of jostling her awake and let her wind around him. Very soon, he also lay on the bed.

Blood Kin did not sleep in beds, disliking that they were too soft and uncomfortable.

He embraced her, and she obediently stopped trembling, nestling into his arms like a fledgling bird.

Arthur merely hugged her. When he opened his eyes, sunlight began to creep in from the window.

It was dawn.

After tossing about all night, he felt a bit drowsy.

Seeing her sleeping soundly, he rested his chin atop her head and, using his arm as her pillow, encircled her into his arms.

Then he closed his eyes.

Breathing in her sweet scent and holding her body as tender and soft as a pastry, he slowly fell asleep.

This was the first time he slept in a bed.

It seemed quite comfortable, especially when he was holding her.

?Ding! Male lead’s favorability: 30.?

[1] ????: not one thread loose; strictly according to the rules

Cheese: vampire prince tries to train his blood slave without realizing it’s the other way around lmao