C84 You Have to Kill Me If I Tell You to

There was a constant swallowing sound in the dark room all year round, and the man, as beautiful as a painting, buried his head in the neck of another man, his long, sharp teeth tearing through the fragile skin and sucking the fluid from beneath the veins.

Qiao Sheng's eyes flashed with a red light as he stared at the overly fair skin in front of him.

Placing a hand on his back