MTL - This Cannon Fodder is Covered by Me!-Chapter 34 I masked this old enemy

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"Yes! More than 500 models! Diamond Silver Star Silicone Latex Synthetic Resin, I pay for experience, which one does the host want!"

The mechanical sounds in my head were silent for a moment, and suddenly an unusual enthusiasm erupted.

Suddenly stunned by the sudden excitement of the system, Lu Deng raised his eyebrows and did not disappoint the system's good intentions. He simply flipped in the mall and chose a more practical baby bottle to buy.

After the upgrade, the system is much more powerful. The first two worlds earned some basic wages, plus the red envelopes he bagged, and the system's small coffers also had little savings. Just after confirming the purchase, the light has quickly intertwined the frame next to the land lamp. A baby bottle emerges out of thin air and silently falls beside the pleated shirt.

Lu Deng went to get the baby bottle, and his eyes fell unconsciously on the original new shirt. After a short pause, I still lay out my hands and carefully flatten the shirt, and set it aside carefully.

It's new.

The blood of the blood race is extremely low, but it is not insensitive to temperature. Gu Ting seems to prefer a warmer environment. The temperature control in the room is adjusted to a high level, and even if he does not wear a shirt, he will not feel any discomfort.

Although he could not leave an image himself, Gu Ting liked to shoot him, and the camera flashed as soon as he was free. After the other side's huge face was blocked by the camera, he still could clearly feel that Gu Ting really enjoyed such a life.

Lying in bed, the blood race fell asleep, his body was cold, and he could not detect any heartbeat or breathing.

The picture of the ending in memory was driven out of his mind again, and Lu Deng raised his hand and touched his cheek, leaned down and stuck the sticker. The sharp blade formed by the blade of grass was wiped between his fingers, and the blood was red again on his wrist.

Although he was happy to see that the legendary ancestor of the blood race was fed with a bottle, he could not see the host bleeding and injured. The system opened the real-time video, and then bit the garlic to silence the pain, re-opening the invisible state of sleep.

Lu Deng sat by the bed, meticulously implemented the feeding plan conceived in his mind, carefully filled the bottle with blood, simply treated the wound, and hugged Gu Ting again.

I just poured a small amount of blood, which slowed the petrification rate of Gu Ting's body, and delayed it for a while, but still stiffened.

Lu Deng tried several times and couldn't open his jaw, and groaned for a while, but he helped him to stay on the bed and leaned down to kiss him.

The soft and warm touch covered the lips, the tip of the tongue tried to reach out, and the child softly pried open the softened lips, melting the heat through the lips, quietly awakening the blood ancestors' sleeping will.

In a groggy state, Gu Ting instinctively sucked the sweetness and warmth.

When he noticed a little of his conscious effort, Lu Deng's eyes were slightly bright, and he pulled back in time, and quickly squeezed the bottle full of blood into his mouth. Try to recall the posture on the manual, hold the person in his arms, and slowly pat him with one hand.

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The feeding bottle does not work.

Gu Ting's sucking stopped after he withdrew, and even after his body recovered a little from the main engine, he was choked up and coughed frequently. The blood was fed, and a small half still ran down the corner of the lips, and opened up more blood.

Lu Deng tried several times repeatedly, and cut four or five wounds on his arm one after another, and finally restored Gu Ting's strength to 30%.

Adding to 30%, it was enough for Gu Ting to wake up from his sleep and take the initiative to bite his neck.

Wasted blood is a lot more than it is fed. With a lot of blood loss, even with a strong recovery ability, the land lamp still can't help but produce a little dizziness.

Lie down and hugged Gu Ting, and the quilt was tightly closed. Lu Deng pulled down the blood-stained sheets and piled them with the clothes in the corner of the house. He also put the baby bottles in and hid them. He planned to wash them while Gu Ting was still awake.

The broad-leaf greenery refreshed the air again, turning it back into the seeds and sinking into the palm. Lu Deng had to get up again, but flickered unconsciously.

cold.

The thirst and cold caused by blood loss finally came back to me afterwards. Lu Deng raised his hand to support the edge of the table, tried his best to disperse the dizziness, and walked slowly towards the bedroom, preparing to heat himself with hot water. The system plugged the blood sugar syrup to drink.

It doesn't matter, it will warm up when you drink it.

My heart was beating a bit fast, and Lu Deng put on a piece of clothing, opened the door to the bedroom, and propped down the stairs with the wooden handrail.

The light in front of the eyes was uncertain, and the light and shadow cast by the flames in the living room fireplace continued to flicker. Lu Deng was a little dizzy. He stepped on the first step accidentally under his feet, and his body rolled down.

The black mist instantly wrapped his body that was almost going to fall and fell, his arms wrapped tightly around him, his arms tightened, his deep voice revealing a clear and tense voice: "What do you want?"

The chill grew thicker in an instant, and Lu Deng snored slightly unconsciously, but instinctively reluctant to stay away from the other person's breath, struggling to grip his wrist, his voice was dumb: "It's cold ..."

The pure-blooded ancestors who woke up in time stood firmly under the stairs, guarding the little prey with a pale face in their arms, and their hearts exploded.

Although it is not clear what the situation is, he still knows that the blood race will lose its mind and become crazy under extreme hunger.

The maddened blood tribe will not remember what they have done, and will only prey by its instinct and contentment until it can drain all the power it can reach.

It is for this reason that he deliberately handed the seal pendant to Lu Huaiye.

But when I checked it, I didn't even activate the seal.

I woke up and settled in bed, and I was able to make up for 30% of the extreme deficit. Even the sheets were changed, the clothes were tucked in the corner, and I did n’t know how messy it was. .

It must be a very late step.

The thought of Lu Huaiye even dragged his body to clean up the bed for him, Gu Ting became even more guilty, and he called a velvet blanket to wrap him thinly, and caressing the human youth must have hurt his **** cheeks: It will soon be cold ... "

The blood race's body was unable to generate heat on its own. Gu Ting was too late to hesitate. The strength revealed, urging the teapot to heat the water as soon as possible, and holding the small prey in his arms into the bathroom.

The steaming water was filled in the tank, and Gu Ting hugged him carefully and let it down carefully. The warm water flowed to soothe the icy body.

The steam was fumigating, the land light coughed twice, and the original pale complexion gradually eased.

Gu Ting didn't leave immediately, still guarding him by the bathtub. Soaked a hand in the water, and waited until his little prey finally faintly turned back to bleeding, before stroking Qingxiu's soft face: "I'll make some tea and come back right away. Wait for me with the water, OK? it is good?"

The body warmed up, and the spirit of Lu Deng was slightly better. He opened his eyes and looked at him, and bent his eyes in the water vapor: "I'm fine."

His voice was very light, still smiling with Ning Run's smile, and his gaze passed through the water vapor, condensing into the pupils of the blood tribe's ancestors.

Meeting the silent questioning still in those eyes, Gu Ting's chest was slightly astringent, his palms covered his hair slightly, and he smiled slightly at him: "I'm full-I've never been so full."

It seems that the baby bottle still plays a role.

Lu Deng breathed a sigh of relief, raised his lips and nodded, and moved in hot water to immerse his body still cold.

The clothes on his body hadn't been taken off before, and they were soaked with water and attached to his body, which would inevitably make him feel uncomfortable. Gu Ting hesitated for a long time, or tentatively raised his hand to peel off the shirt covered by him.

"I'm thirsty."

There are still a few flaws in the wound on his arm. Lu Deng gently pressed his hand against his placket, and looked up in the water vapor: "Can you drink tea?"

The visual effect of the wound bitten by the blood race was clearly different from the wound he had cut himself for blood injection.

They have tasted the blood, and Gu Ting will probably learn to **** blood in the future. You can bite yourself into a delicate blood hole, and in a blink of an eye you can heal, and you won't have to work as hard as before.

This time, he did not intend to let the other party see.

Seeing his movements, Gu Ting's hand gave a flash of light, and his mind flashed past the possible plaque marks under his clothes, and his heart finally became heavier.

Lu Huaiye has the ability of life direction, which means that his body has at least the recovery ability of non-transfusion races. It's been so long, and the traces of the fall haven't disappeared. Maybe I have done something more extreme.

Thinking of the helpless water vapor that once overflowed in those black eyes, Gu Ting had a sore throat, nodded and Yan stood up: "Okay, I'll go soak."

He also wanted to kiss his little prey, but suddenly lost his anger, and held it for a while, just raised his hand and gently rubbed his tide of hair, and quickly left the bathroom.

The hot water alleviated most of the body's discomfort in time. Lu Deng closed his eyes, added a blood glucose syrup for himself, took off the clothes that had been completely wet, and raised his hand to care for the wound between the upper arms.

The palm of your hand showed a light green glow, and the last few wounds recovered quickly, leaving only a pale white mark.

With his own recovery ability, these white marks can be completely eliminated in as long as half a day.

The light in the bathroom was warm, and the only noise left was the sound of gurgling water.

His eyes were stunned, and a sting came from his wrist.

Lu Deng opened his eyes and lightly pressed on his right wrist. A light screen soared in front of him, a reminder that the Secret Service requested to submit a surveillance report.

Such an implanted communicator is installed by each agent, hidden under the wrist, and any message received will cause the body to respond accordingly. He felt that the vibration mode was too strange, and he changed it to a pain reminder. This was the first time he received the notification above.

Communicators are widely used.In addition to receiving orders and returning information, they are also used for instant projection talks. When punishing disciplinary agents, they are also directly implemented through receivers on the wrist.

During the day, when the muzzle of that commissioner was stopped by him, through the sporangia scattered in the air, he clearly sensed that the other party was actually ready to punish him.

Punishment doesn't matter.

He would not let anyone's muzzle be pointed at Gu Ting.

The bright light on the bottom of the eyes flashed off, Lu Deng pursed his lips, wrote down in the report area that there is nothing today, and then turned off the light screen.

The shower's water is still on, and the bathroom is constantly steaming. Feeling that the body had regained some strength, Lu Lan held the bathtub and moved it, and raised his head to let the hot water drip down, only to feel that his body was suffering a lot.

The pure blood ancestor with a tray appeared silently at the door of the bathroom, looking at the young human who was quietly dripping under the shower on his back, and did not immediately enter.

Lu Deng ran out of breath, Huo Ran pulled back, wiped the water on his face, and realized that Gu Ting had been standing at the door for a long time.

"feel better now?"

Seeing that there was no more haze in those eyes, but the water vapor was clear and black, but Gu Ting was a little relieved, remembering the situation he had just seen, but his chest hurt a lot.

Put the tray in his hand away from the water. Gu Ting took the dry towel and knelt down beside the bathtub, wiping his face with tears and water.

It has been penetrated by hot air bubbles, and the cool touch becomes more comfortable. Lu Deng squinted his eyes, raised a corner of his lips, and heard a soft nasal sound.

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He was not mad at himself.

Lu Huaiye was still willing to be close to him. This cognition made Gu Ting's heart warm, her pupils flushed, and she couldn't help getting up into the wide bathtub, holding the person in her arms, and pasting his small prey with her cheek.

He always hoped that for the first time, they would trust each other, be intimate and gentle enough, and the atmosphere should be just right. The bed should be a silk blanket, and it should be lined with the newly opened **** roses in the garden-anyway, at least not It was the squall that he could not control.

If it were still possible, he would do everything possible to correct the wrong scar that fell the first time.

I don't know how far the other person's thoughts have gone on the road that is getting more and more distant, and the land lamp gives him some place in the bathtub, and relaxes his body and rests between his arms.

Gu Ting embraced him, his strength came out, gently held up the teapot, and poured the cooked red date **** tea into the prepared bone china tea cup. He didn't let Lu Huaiye get his hands up, held up a tea cup and fed it to his lips.

The tea tasted a bit strange, but fortunately enough sugar was added. Lu Deng took a few sips in his hand and looked up at the solemn look of the blood ancestors as if thinking about a major choice, secretly raised his lips, and suddenly leaned forward and touched his cheek.

My heart was bumped lightly, spreading softly. Gu Ting's arms tightened and his lips pressed against his ears: "I'm full, you should restore strength first, don't be too hard ..."

Faintly felt that there was something wrong, but the comforting power behind him was too gentle. Lu Deng raised his head and froze in his neck, buried in the coolness, and narrowed his eyes.

When the small prey in his arms was completely asleep, Gu Ting finally held him up from the bathtub, wiped it dry with a large piece of flannel, dropped a kiss very lightly in his forehead, and held him back to the bedroom.

It's still late at night, and it should be time for humans to rest.

Huai Ye lay down and landed, his arms filled with warmth. Gu Ting passed his jaw lightly to the top of his hair without a teacher, closed his eyes and narrowed his eyes for a while, and the small prey consciously leaned in his arms.

The pure-blooded ancestor closed his eyes contentedly, and the body continued to absorb powers that were less capable of transformation than before. Huaijian Qin's fresh grass and wood scent, but also gradually grew tired, to protect people in his arms, closed his eyes to sleep soundly.

Sleeping all night, when the sky was getting bright, Lu Deng quietly got up.

The lost blood was made up, and I fell asleep after a full sleep. Gu Ting still slept soundly, and it seems that nocturnal plants are effective for the blood's hypnosis.

That dress was bought for him by Gu Ting. Wash it in time. If the other party knows about the feeding of the bottle, it will be hit hard, and it should be cleaned and stored as soon as possible.

Going out quietly holding the blood-stained bed linen, the sky just revealed a faint glow. Lu Deng's figure was light and vertical. He found a living water in the backyard before immersing his clothes, but his wrist suddenly burst into pain.

With his endurance, he still snorted unexpectedly, grabbed his trembling right wrist, and glanced at a phantom that appeared out of thin air.

The blood family's private house has special rules, and guests who are not 'invited' are absolutely inaccessible. Even the commissioner of the Secret Service can only meet him in a projection manner.

Under severe pain, Lu Deng Qinjian was sweating coldly, but his expression was still calm, his eyes were clear, and he looked up at him.

"Nothing today?"

He read his return word by word, and looked at him condescendingly, with a slightly cold tone: "It seems that your physical condition record is not the same as what is reported today."

Feeding blood is strictly forbidden. The Secret Service firmly believes that once blood is tasted by living blood, all balance will be completely broken. If Lu Huaiye couldn't give a reasonable explanation for the sudden state of weakness, they would have to bring this reckless agent back for trial and punishment.

The holding hand slowly tightened, and Lu Deng raised his head and was about to open his mouth, but a figure had hurriedly turned away from Cong Zhi and came all the way.

The projection disappeared and disappeared instantly, but the monitoring was not released.

Once Gu Ting accidentally talked about feeding blood, he might be forced to be taken away. Lu Deng's heart sank, and he was trying his best to hint to the other party without any traces, but Gu Ting had firmly put him between his arms, his arms trembling and his chest was almost faint.

When he noticed the other person's unusual nervousness, Lu Deng trembled, and immediately set aside his thoughts, raised his hand to cover his back, and raised his head to gently press the upper cheek: "What's wrong?"

"I'm not good, I will be careful in the future, I will be very careful, I will control myself, I will do all the preparations, and I will never hurt you again--"

Gu Ting said in a hurry, the voice suddenly struck between his throat, only a moment before he tightened his arms and buried his head in the warm neck of the young man.

"Don't leave ..."

The author has something to say: Lu Deng :?

Special Service Commissioner :? ?

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Gu · Pan · Sleep when you sleep · Blind self-confidence · Ting: I am such a big pig hoof! !! _ (┐qДq) _

# Definitely put people to sleep! #

# Also hurt! #

#Also make cry! !! #

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