Ji Caibai fell ill.
She suddenly couldn’t eat anything. The only way she could feel full was by drinking blood.
Ordinary people’s blood wouldn’t do. It had to be the blood of her nemesis, Jiang Shuyun.
Just thinking about Jiang Shuyun’s face made Ji Caibai grit her teeth in anger, but the hunger burning in her stomach made her panic.
In the end, her craving for food won out over everything else, and Ji Caibai went to Jiang Shuyun’s home.
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In the study, a woman leaned lazily against the desk, the bright light falling across her snow-white neck.
Ji Caibai stared at that stretch of neck and couldn’t help swallowing.
Jiang Shuyun asked with a smiling expression, “Hungry?”
Ji Caibai nodded.
Jiang Shuyun: “Want to eat?”
Ji Caibai nodded again.
Jiang Shuyun tilted her head and opened her arms. “Then come here.”
Unable to resist the temptation of food, Ji Caibai stepped forward.
After drinking her fill, Jiang Shuyun’s voice brushed against her ear. “My blood doesn’t come for free. I satisfied you, so what are you going to do to satisfy me?”
Theme: Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.
