The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (12)
Suddenly, he heard a faint but titillating moan.
As soon as Arthur stopped sucking blood, he lifted his eyes and stared at the little prey in his arms.
He found that her entire body was trembling, her cat eyes red and soft, filled with a charming mist.
Her complexion was like the most charming and beautiful rose, with an allure that entrapped him.
A shiver ran down Arthur’s back. His breathing grew heavy, and his red pupils shrank. For an instant, he wished he could tear her to shreds.
But as the thought arose, he hesitated.
Her blood was too hard to come by. Instead, teaching her a lesson, scaring her and keeping her for a few months more, was not a bad idea.
As soon as he had this thought, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest.
Then, his arms were empty. Startled, he discovered that Bai Weiwei was unexpectedly holding a transparent bottle of holy water.
All the holy water was splashed on his body.
This kind of holy water was saturated with the light element.
It was a weapon to attack Blood Kin.
Although for him it was but a stinging pain, for ordinary Blood Kin, it could cause terrible harm.
It seemed that she truly hated Blood Kin.
Otherwise, she would not keep on her body so many things that could harm them.
When Bai Weiwei saw that he was fine, a flash of surprise flickered through her eyes. Then, she turned and fled without any hesitation.
How clever, still knowing to escape.
Arthur’s cold and terrible gaze was fixed on her back.
The pleasure she had instilled within him was still crying out.
Arthur reached up and pulled open his tightly buttoned [1] collar, exposing pale collarbones.
He licked the blood on his lips. Truly, extremely delicious.
His Highness the prince revealed the smile of a hunter.
His long-dormant beastly instincts had unexpectedly been awakened by this little blood slave.
Humans found it difficult to resist the bloodsucking of the Blood Kin and would drown in the waters of pleasure.
She was quite amazing, to still maintain sobriety and attack him.
Arthur heard his own low gasps as he slowly made his way into the forest.
He had no intention of killing her.
The thought of subduing her, making her humbly beg for forgiveness, grew stronger.
She was cuter when she was fawning on him.
【Ding! Male lead’s favorability: -25.】
Bai Weiwei nearly fell, her body bursting with shameful sensations.
When she had her blood sucked, she burst.
She had never felt such a terrible Mary Sue-like pleasure.
If it weren’t for her willpower, she would have died from the pleasure of her blood being sucked.
System: “I think ah, that this little white flower character of yours seems to work up the male lead even more.”
Bai Weiwei: “Pei, I think that beast is extremely excited. The more I resist, the happier he is, and the more his favorability increases.”
This was a pervert.
She’d come across too many perverts.
She wouldn’t be surprised anymore.
System: “You’re going to be sucked dry.”
Bai Weiwei gave a cold snort. “If I’m sucked dry then I’m sucked dry. Do you understand a pervert’s mind? This kind of pervert isn’t mysterious and strange at all. It’s nothing more than having lived too long and being ill-treated, so when he comes across flattery, he’ll be bored and disgusted. Otherwise, why would I be running when the easiest way is to treat him nicely?”
System: “That makes sense. Your knowledge of a pervert’s common sense is getting more and more profound.”
Bai Weiwei was modest. “You also have some credit for being such an excellent subject for my research.”
System: Was this secretly scolding it as a pervert? It was, wasn’t it.
Bai Weiwei: “As soon as I ran away and struggled, he was happy. You wait and see. Once this pervert catches up to me, he’ll start to think up all sorts of ways to torment me and make me surrender myself to him. This is a pervert’s trick.”
System: “…”
Don’t teach it this stuff. It didn’t want to follow the host’s bad example.
Bai Weiwei: “While he’s tormenting me, I’ll do my best to grind up the favorability, then…”
Before she finished, someone stepped on her skirt, and she fell to the ground.
One foot forcefully pressed down on her thin and frail back.
Bai Weiwei nearly coughed up blood.
Then she heard Arthur, the psycho stepping on her, say softly, “Your name is Bai Weiwei, isn’t that right.”
Bai Weiwei moved her body, in a sorry state, but she was unable to get up.
Then she saw him, looking at her with a twisted smile in his dark and cold eyes.
Silver hair cascaded down behind him like moonlight. His icy, thin lips were stained with blood, revealing coldly glinting fangs.
He was like an emperor of the night, both soft and callous.
“Starting today, you are my slave. I will make your life worse than death–
“–until you kneel and lick my feet.”
Bai Weiwei: “…”
She felt like omitting the step of grinding favorability.
Let’s skip straight to abusing him.
It was the first time she’d seen a pervert so in need of a beating.
[1] 禁欲: abstinent, austere, celibate, etc., but it was hard to incorporate that into English
