"What are you drinking?!" He stared at the goblet beside him in horror.
"Human blood."
She turned around and ran out, but he stood there with his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, and appeared in a flash to block her way. She bumped into Wen Liang's chest, and he stretched out his arms to hug her, looking at her seriously.
"I'm hungry."
"Don't you have... Blood?" She struggled weakly with a trembling voice.
"Ah, that." His silver eyes gradually darkened as he looked at her, and his voice was very soft, "It's not as sweet as you."
What are these words? Even though she was angry, when she saw his fangs slowly showing, she swallowed nervously and did not dare to speak casually.
This is a story about doting and being pampered, with a sinister and persistent male protagonist and a kind, brave and cowardly female protagonist. From fear to love, how does the male protagonist break through the female protagonist's heart bit by bit?
Intent: Romance