Until night, Leng junao came back to the room. The sound of women's even breathing came from the bed. Zhao Wanxi seemed to be asleep.

The man hit the floor according to the Convention, and the light was dim. After a hard day, Leng junao soon fell asleep.

On the bed, Zhao Wanxi suddenly opens her apricot eyes. From the moment the man enters the room, she wakes up. She has a plan to carry out tonight.

Take men's blood for an experiment!

The strange scene that happened during the day always lingered in her mind. She knew that Leng junao didn't tell her the truth. Maybe he was protecting her, but it stimulated Zhao Wanxi's urgent need to find out all this.

And the best way is through the experiment, if you can get Leng junao's blood, then the next research can continue, but she knows, want to take a man's blood is not easy!

Zhao Wanxi quietly took out the things prepared under the pillow, got out of bed lightly and limped to him.

The dim yellow light pulled her slender body long. She just squatted down in the position where the man was playing the floor. Her hoarse voice had already been whispered: "go back to your own bed..."

Zhao Wanxi's back froze with fright. When she looked at it again, the man didn't even open his eyes. She quickly took the opportunity to hide the self-made blood sampling needle behind her. Her black eyelashes flickered, and there was a glimmer of light at the bottom of her eyes.

The next second, she suddenly got into the man's bed and stuck to him like an octopus. With a coquettish voice, she escaped from her throat: "it's cold to sleep alone. I want to sleep with you..."

In the face of a woman's sudden whine, as well as her fragrant and soft body, Leng junao's body was instantly stiff, subconsciously motionless.

Zhao Wanxi is still, catkin has touched the man's big palm, his whole body is wrapped tightly, only the neck and hands are slightly flawed.

But the neck is not convenient to raid. Her plan is to collect blood from the vein on the back of the man's hand.

Er! He's wearing black helmets and gloves!

I wear gloves when I sleep. I'm afraid there's no one else except him!

Zhao Wanxi can't help crying in her heart, but she pretends to be calm on the surface. Her voice is still crisp and sweet to the bone: "ah, my hands are cold, you help me warm."

She says a word, along with the situation forcibly pull off the man's glove, cold Jun Ao didn't refuse, obviously didn't realize the woman's attempt.

Leng buting suddenly feels a stabbing pain on the back of his hand, and the man frowns. Zhao Wanxi quickly completes the task of this evening and escapes from the man's shop to his bed.

The next moment, Leng junao's dark and mellow voice came: "come here!"

Zhao Wanxi carefully hid the blood she had just got under her pillow, and her face was full of vigilance. She was staring at the dark and shining eagle eyes, stubborn and cold: "no!"

Leng Jun Ao took out the corner of his mouth. The woman's words just fell. He felt a dark shadow coming. His tall body had completely submerged her.

"Why steal my blood?"

Zhao Wanxi cleared her throat and said, "it's not stealing. I do it all for you."

The man's long and narrow eagle eyes narrowed into a slit, and his eyes were burning: "what do you want to do?"

"Help you!"

Two simple words, her clear water eyes, in the dark, also closely staring at the man, for a moment.

The room suddenly fell into a dead silence, eyes intertwined, and the air became very tense.