C3 Blood on the Bed

"Come on, roll, roll, roll, roll. Who the hell is teasing you? Is it disgusting? "

Jiang Sheng kicked Pei Ciyan's chest and pulled away the distance between them.

Damn, what the hell was going on? Am I not his wife? Then what kind of child should he give birth to?

Er. . . So now that I think of it this way, I shouldn't have been caught by this perverted man to give birth to his child, right?

And what the hell is a vampire? Can vampires still get pregnant? It was clearly a man.

Jiang Sheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Other people's souls were like a f * cking god. He had his own soul, but he had it on. Such an unlucky person.

"Five million to buy you back, you should at least be worthy of my money, you little thing. No matter how you seek death, you still have to give birth to a son for me in the end. When the child is born, I will naturally return your freedom. "

Pei Ciyan suddenly said. He grabbed Jiang Sheng's neck with one hand and pressed him to the bed. His eyes were calm, as if pinching Jiang Sheng to death was just like pinching an ant to death.

Jiang Sheng, who was about to suffocate, slapped Pei Ciyan's arm. His face turned red, as if he was about to die.

This man wasn't a pervert. He was a complete lunatic!

"Let. . . Let go of me, let go!"

Jiang Sheng tried his best to kick Pei Ciyan's stomach, but he couldn't push Pei Ciyan away. He was in so much pain that tears fell from his eyes, and his eyes turned red.

So. . . So uncomfortable! Am. . . Am I going to die here?

Damn it, if it wasn't so easy to come back to life, what was he doing!?

Jiang Sheng kicked Pei Ciyan's chest again, but he still couldn't push this terrifying man with a leopard head and eye ring away.

Pei Ciyan was just warning Jiang Sheng, he didn't have any intention of killing him. He coldly took his hand away, but he didn't forget to warn Jiang Sheng, "You will die a hundred times. I, Pei Ciyan, will save you a hundred times. Until you get bored of it. "

After saying this, Pei Ciyan left with a cold expression. Even the wind that brought him away was suffocating.

"Cough. . . Cough. . . Cough. . . "

Jiang Sheng, who had gained his freedom, was lying on the bed and coughing non-stop. He was absorbing the fresh air in large gulps. He almost couldn't breathe.

"Damn it! That corpse slag is a madman!" Jiang Sheng cursed, and his tears kept falling. Because it was too painful.

It was strange. He said that his name was Pei Ciyan. If it was Pei Ciyan, wouldn't he be the CEO of that tycoon? Who in A City didn't know him?

So, my soul is wearing the same person from the same world? But where did the vampire come from?

Jiang Sheng was stunned. He rubbed his neck and thought deeply, completely unaware of what was happening.

"Forget it. I won't think about it. Anyway, I have survived. Dad and the others must think that I'm dead now! Find an opportunity to escape. Let's go home and take a look! "

Jiang Sheng lay on the bed in a large shape, quietly looking at the ceiling and watching. Slowly, his eyelids twitched, and he fell asleep in a daze.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Sheng, who felt hungry, woke up.

He licked his lips and opened his sleepy eyes to look around.

Ah! Ah! Why did it feel like the world was spinning? My throat is dry too! It was like a few hundred years without water, about to split open.

Jiang Sheng frowned in pain. He held his throat tightly. The color of his eyes changed from sky blue to blood red. His fangs slowly grew out.

It was so uncomfortable. Damn it! It was so uncomfortable! What's wrong with me?

Jiang Sheng struggled to stand up. He wanted to sit up, but he couldn't. He fell back softly.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him. It was blurry. Jiang Sheng couldn't see who it was, but he could smell the blood.

Jiang Sheng sucked with all his might. The blood that floated into his nose didn't have a fishy smell, but it was still very sweet.

Without thinking, Jiang Sheng crawled up and grabbed the man's wrist. He bit at the spot where the man was bleeding and drank in satisfaction.

Pei Ciyan, who was bitten, frowned. He quietly looked at Jiang Sheng who was obsessed with drinking.

Unexpectedly, the current Jiang Sheng was not as annoying as he thought. He did not reject him from touching him.

"Could it be? Did he really lose his memory?" Pei Ciyan murmured and touched Jiang Sheng's hair.

Normally, he would not touch the vampire in front of him.