The man stretched his neck over, and she smiled slyly, then bit down hard and sucked hard until he started to struggle, and then he couldn't struggle anymore.
Daphne raised her head and licked the blood drops at the corner of her mouth with her tongue. She seemed to feel much more energetic. Then he called Feng Ling'er to come in and take away the man's body.
It's been a year, Yu thought, how many men's blood has fed her spirit, these poor creatures. Because of her beauty, these stupid men would rather stretch their necks over her, as long as she gently says: "Put your ears over, and I will whisper to you." Sad people always pay a heavy price for their desires.
Recalling that a year ago, Yan was still a dirty little girl who was inconspicuous. After being tricked into a brothel by that evil man and sold to a brothel, on the night of the listing, this gentle girl vowed to be a woman who would make those men afraid. What can a weak woman do? That night when she was struggling with the man, she tasted the sweetness of blood and lost control. To preserve her integrity, she quickly drained the man's blood.
Afterwards, she was so frightened that she stayed in the house with a dead man. She was shaking and sweating. The determined Qian dragged the man's body to the Huaihe River, pushed it into the river, and washed it away. Daphne became more and more courageous and bloodthirsty. What I smell every day is the smell of rouge and powder, which is suffocating. I am tired of seeing the red skirt and green jacket showing off every day. And as long as she leaned against the railing upstairs, there would be piles of men fawning over her downstairs.
Qian didn't hate this dazzling Qin Huai.
Feng Ling'er is willing to be Dian's maid because Dian bought her. Feng Ling'er was also sold to a brothel. On the night of the listing, Xuan bought her. She said to her mother: "I want her to be my maid." What could her mother say? Because coriander is her bread and butter. Of course, Yan accepted Feng Ling'er because she sympathized with her, and Feng Ling'er was grateful. After Feng Ling'er learned about Daphne, she was not afraid because she knew that Daphne would not hurt her.
Nowadays, coriander feels uncomfortable without human blood. It's quiet outside. A lively place like Qinhuai is very quiet late at night. Wisps of green smoke rise from the Huaihe River, and there are lanterns on the boats, making it hazy and melancholy.
Just after blowing out the light, a dark shadow flashed in, and Daphne was not afraid at all. She thought that if the person who came in was a ghost, then she herself would be the devil. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and smiled.
"Help me, let me hide for a while." A man with a sword said. In the hazy, Qian saw the outline of this man. The lines were clear. Although it was not a pear blossom weighing a thousand branches, it was still quite delicate. Daphne hid him in the closet.