Why would I go home with you?

Uriel saw that the man in front of him had no intention of killing him, so he relaxed a little. He tilted his head and looked at Aron with a surprised and bewildered expression.

Go home with him? And then? What does he need me to do?

Uriel could not understand. He directly asked, "Why would I go home with you?"

Aron's gaze eroded his face inch by inch, as if he wanted to brand it. "It's very simple. Listen to me. Just do as I say. "

If you don't cross my bottom line... I can satisfy all your needs."

Uriel listened to Aron's every word and keenly noticed that the man in front of him seemed to be coaxing him.

This looked like a sweet trap.

It was like cheese on a sticky rat board. As long as you take a bite, you'll lose your freedom.

But he was really hungry... Ever since his sister left, he hasn't eaten for at least five days.

He was so hungry that all the strength in his body was gone.

But his sister also said that he couldn't casually suck other people's blood. But... this person had already agreed. This could not be called casual, right?

Uriel's will was constantly wavering. Aron also did not know what was wrong with him. He was especially patient with this little vampire.

He could see that this little vampire was carefully peeking at him out of the corner of his eye. He was trying to pry into his thoughts.

Aron laughed lightly and took out an ordinary knife from his waist. He twisted his wrist and cut a small wound on his finger. He didn't feel pain.

But this made it even harder for Uriel to take it.

He looked at Aron's finger, which was dripping blood. It was vermillion. He also smelled the faint sweetness of the blood.

The redness in Uriel's eyes deepened. He could not help but salivate. The veins on his neck faintly bulged.

The attraction of fresh blood to a hungry vampire was immeasurable.

Uriel used his last bit of strength, trying to break free from Aron's restraints. But it was in vain again.

What surprised him was that Aron actually took the initiative to put his finger into his mouth. He used an irresistible force to push open his teeth.

Uriel greedily sucked in a few mouthfuls, but it was just a drop of water in a cart of firewood. Instead, it aroused his desire even more.

His rationality was still there, and he did not dare to use his sharp teeth to pierce Aron's finger. He only lightly rubbed Aron's skin with his teeth.

With an impatient desire.

Aron did not fulfill his wish and withdrew his finger. His self-healing ability was very strong. The wound on his finger was already as good as before.

"I'll give you one more chance." He slowly wiped away the saliva left on his finger. He asked, "Are you willing?"

This time, Uriel did not hesitate at all. He nodded in a calm manner, because there was a sobbing tone in his anxious voice. "I beg you. Let me take another bite."

"Don't worry." Aron gently patted his silver hair and wiped away the tears that were secreted from the corner of Uriel's eyes because he was in a hurry. "Come home with me first."

Aron's car was parked outside the alley. He was walking with big steps on his boots. He immediately distanced himself from Uriel who was behind him.

Uriel watched Aron's back getting further and further away. The alley in the middle of the night was unusually empty. When he looked back, it was terrifyingly quiet. He could only see darkness.

Aron's figure became smaller and smaller, turning into a small black dot far away. Uriel felt an inexplicable uneasiness of being abandoned. In his panic, he subconsciously jogged over.

Aron, who was walking in front, was paying attention to the movement behind him. He heard the hurried footsteps behind him. He curled his lips in satisfaction.

Very obedient, perhaps a little clingy.

Aron drove a military off-road vehicle, which, coupled with his height, was specially modified. This caused the chassis of the vehicle to be very high. He casually looked at the height of the car door and then at Uriel. Before Uriel could react, he grabbed his collar and lifted him up, placing him on the passenger seat.

Aron sat in the driver's seat. He started the engine and drove.

No one spoke along the way. Aron glanced at Uriel, who was beside him. He realized that Uriel looked even more flustered. He had been maintaining the same posture as when he had just gotten into the car. His right hand was holding the handle of the car tightly.

He seemed to be very timid.

The car soon arrived at its destination. He lived in the apartment assigned to him by the military. The guards on duty woke up when they saw his car on night duty. They saluted him respectfully and put down their hands when the car disappeared from their field of vision.

Aron slowly stopped the car in the parking lot. He took the lead to get out of the car and quickly walked to the side of the car. He helped Uriel open the door and picked him up again.

This time, Aron's hands were much gentler. He was the one who supported him under his armpit and put him down.

Uriel only dared to look up and size up his surroundings when his feet were firmly planted on the ground. He could not smell the smell of the smelly ditch beside his home. He also could not hear the vomiting and cursing of the drunkard in the middle of the night.

He could only smell the fragrance of the soil, and the cold smell of the man beside him.

This was a world he had never come into contact with before.

He took a few more steps in Aron's direction out of fear.

Aron took another step. He deliberately slowed down so that Uriel could keep up with him.

His house was a 120 square meter apartment. The renovation was as stiff as his people.

Aron threw the only slippers in the shoe cabinet to Uriel, while he was barefoot. The slippers were a lot bigger to Uriel. It felt like they were going to fall out of the shoe cabinet.

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