Chapter 34: chapter 34

Asa stood on the side of the coffee table and looked at the somewhat shy Gal. After a moment of stinging, he bent over and picked up the black paper bag, and poured the contents on the coffee table.
Looking down at the things on the wooden coffee table, Asa's head hurt even more.
The end of the black cowhide reins is connected with a small pure black metal ring, and the silver and white rivets hold the handles of the reins; the blood-red tie belt is also made of leather. The roughened cowhide is very hard to hold in the hand, and it is completely black Reins come soft.
In addition to these two things, a very thin silver needle lay quietly on the coffee table. One end of the silver needle is a ball, and the other end is not sharp, but it is also very thin.
Why is this used?
"..."
Something was given by Himan. It seems not good to throw it away, but he definitely won't use it. But the brain makes up for the way these things are used on themselves, or on others.
Asa pursed her lips, pulled out the suitcase from the corner, and threw things into it, still pretending that she had never seen them.
Garr sat on the sofa in the original position, glanced at those things, his lips slightly hooked, "Daddy, it's five o'clock now, have dinner."
"..." Asa, who had just pulled the zipper, looked at the checkered pattern on the trunk and started to stay. Should you ignore him? Will he cry if he ignores it? But what if Gal quarreled about feeding "blood" after him?
...
"father……"
Just as Asa was squatting in front of the trunk and was in a daze, Gal shouted with a little cry, and his small voice rustle sounded extremely grieved.
Asa's hand holding the zipper shuddered unconsciously, "You, what's wrong," asked stiffly.
Gal stared at Asa with wet eyes, the thin red on his cheek spread to his neck, "Daddy, it's five o'clock, you should eat."
Asa frowned, and chuckled, "No, it's time for you to eat." After that, he turned to the kitchen to make milk powder.
Gar leaned on the handle of the sofa, hooked his lips to watch Asa's moving back, and said milkily, "Okay, I'll eat with my father."
Asa's footsteps paused, and he walked faster.
Garry waited until Asa walked into the kitchen, raised his finger to the checkered suitcase, and opened the zipper silently. The three things that had just been put in were wrapped in a dark mist, and slowly flew towards him, disappearing a few centimeters away from him.
Garr smiled silently as he watched the suitcase slowly crouching. It ’s better to keep some things by yourself. Maybe I ’ll use them someday?
Five minutes later, Asa came out of the kitchen with a baby bottle.
He lifted Gal with one hand and sat down, shoving the pacifier into the mouth of the other side, for fear that he would say something strange again.
During feeding, Asa stared dullly at the bright silver curly hair of the other person, and loosely squeezed the bottle's hand tightly. In the future, he could never let Gal touch the two brothers in the next room!
"Dad ..." Gal shouting at the pacifier said, "I can't drink anymore." While pulling on a tight jacket, he tried to turn it up a little, and let the round belly come out to breathe.
Asa glanced at the other person's exposed navel, and reached out to pull down the corner of his clothing. "Don't take off your clothes when you're full, you'll catch cold."
Gal Yang looked at Asa's face and asked with a crooked head, "But I still have to feed my father."
While talking, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted upwards, and a deep layer of dark gas slowly poured into the deep green eyes. For a moment, the emerald pupil became dark and deep, like the darkest night.
Asa looked at Garr's eyes and just wanted to say something, a very familiar yet abrupt feeling spread over--
sense of hunger!
No, it may not be the same as the last time I experienced hunger. The last hunger was caused by the body's lack of drinking blood for a long time, like a machine that spins without oil.
And this time the sense of hunger came very abruptly, the body did not desire blood, but-his soul was hungry.
Garr's pupils became deeper and darker, and the golden light in the pupils slowly penetrated the dark fog. His eyes stared tightly at Asa's increasingly red pupils, and the corners of his mouth became more and more curved.
The hunger permeating from the depths of his soul soon swept Asa's nerves, and he felt that he could no longer think normally.
Sitting tight on his knees, staring at Garr innocently.
Asa's canine teeth were slightly itchy, with sharp long teeth turning over the lower lip.
He couldn't control himself not to look at the arteries on Gal's neck, and reasonably warned Asa ‘that ’s Gal, his adopted son. If he speaks, maybe Gal will hate him for a lifetime. ’
Asa's red pupils glowed with a touch of golden awns, and her sharp fangs bit her own lower lip, fearing that she did not suppress the hunger and used Gal as food.
His lower lip was punctured by canine teeth, but the pain was trivial.
But no matter how he restrained his greed, hunger slowly swallowed his reason.
Asa tried to let Gal leave and go elsewhere to find other people to eat, but it was useless, and his legs seemed to be heavily leaded, and he couldn't stand up no matter how hard he tried.
Garr raised the corner of his mouth to the maximum, and slowly opened the collar of his jacket with his small hand, exposing the delicate white neck. "Dad, I feed you."
Asa froze, looking at the dark blood flowing under the delicate skin, and the long teeth biting her lower lip loosened slightly.
"Dad." Gal tilted his head and hurriedly glanced at Asa, "My neck is a little sore, and Daddy hurry up."
Asa put his hand on Gal's neck and stroked the other's delicate skin back and forth.
It was a long time before he opened his mouth with his head on his side and slowly moved closer to the other's thin white neck-
The faint milk fragrance that belonged to the baby came from Gal's neck, and the sound of blood flowing seemed a little abrupt to him. Asa hesitated, and pressed his sharp tusks against Gal's neck.
Gal slightly leaned his head, feeling some cold long teeth against his skin, and laughed silently.
Asa's jaw was slightly hardened, and his sharp teeth pressed the delicate skin and flesh.
"Beep" sounded softly.
Long teeth penetrated Gal's skin, and the blood from the neck and carotid arteries gushed out instantly, and the sweet liquid swarmed into Asa's lips and teeth.
Although the hunger in his soul kept clamoring, he still slowed down his eating speed, and every time he took a small sip, he carefully licked the hole pierced by the long teeth, for fear that Gal would pass out due to the pain in his neck .
Pure blood is a little fermented, and baby's blood is delicious.
Asa felt that Gal's blood was more delicious than that of butler Samuel.
Garry narrowed his eyes and felt the sour hemp coming from his neck. A strong and intense pleasure penetrated his body from his teeth and into his soul. Although he is only a baby's body now, he is not a real baby. .
The original white cheeks and neck began to turn red, and the soft little hands grasped Asa's suit pants tightly, as if to suppress some emotions in his body.
For a while, Asa's throat swallowed slowly and regularly.
The hunger deep in the soul was gradually satisfied, Asa's reason began to return, and after reflecting his state, the whole man froze.

His legs were crossed on the sofa, and Gal leaned back in his arms with blushing, and these were not the point.
The point is that his canine teeth penetrated Gal's neck for at least one centimeter--
Garr looked back at Asa, looking at the window sill, with two hands on his belly, holding the dress tightly, naked, and the exposed neck was red and red, "Daddy, are you full?"
"..." Asa's teeth were still around the other person's neck. He was worried that he hurriedly pulled it out. After it came out, there was nothing blocking the blood in the blood vessels, would it explode?
Gall frowned, and continued to ask, "Dad? Is Gal's blood not good?" The sound was slightly sticky, and it seemed disturbed.
Asa finally had some ability to think. He moved his teeth stiffly, slowly pulled up a bit, and then licked the empty blood hole carefully.
He was very careful, for fear of improper operation would cause Gal's blood to splash on the spot. When his teeth were completely removed from Gal's neck, it was already five minutes later.
"Dad, is my blood delicious?" Gal seemed to be impatient, looking at him with wide eyes and anticipation.
Asa pursed her lips, the blood in her teeth had not yet dissipated, and a slight sweetness remained in her throat. "It was delicious."
Gard suddenly opened his eyes, and darted into Asa's arms with excitement, muttering with reliance on his face, "Dad, will Gal feed his father after all?" Then he got up and stared at Asa with straight eyes. Seriously, "Gal, Gal wants to be the blood slave of Dad."
"..." Asam silently twisted his head and began to think about how to persevere in the future.
Gal turned in a different direction, and appeared in front of Asa's sight again. He twisted the gallows corner with a little embarrassment and said, "Only be a blood slave to my father."
"..."
Asa looked at the seriousness and frustration in Gal's eyes, and said such things later ...
Maybe the child will forget tomorrow when he gets up-what?
But it turns out that the child's memory is still very good.
The next morning, Asa was holding a script in his arms, holding a child in his arms, and followed Allen. "Is this script a company draft?"
Allen turned back, and the metal-framed glasses reflected a bright light under the light. "If it weren't for you to play a mermaid, my preparations would not be discarded."
Asa raised an eyebrow and said nothing.
"Today's water tank can't be smashed anymore, and the cost is very expensive." Allen habitually wanted to hold the glasses, and half of his hands remembered that his new glasses would not fall off. "Ahem, although it's just a rehearsal today, you still need to change your clothes."
Asa raised an eyebrow and watched Alan chuckled, "I see."
Alan opened the door to the theater and glanced at Garr, who was pinched by Asa, "I don't think it's a good thing to bring him here. He looks like a carry-on baggage."
Gal, who had been keeping his head silent, suddenly looked up at Allen and tilted his head, saying, "Uncle Lyle was taken away by Uncle Seaman, and I was scared alone in the room."
"..." Allen gave him a blank expression and nodded into it.
Gal sat smartly in the locker room, the sofa was low, and Gal sat on looking up at Asa, who was one meter eighty-seven feet in length. His emerald pupils were a little deep, and the corners of his mouth were slightly imperceptible.
The yellowish light of the dressing room hit Asa ’s dazzling blond hair, and Gal was looking up at Asa. From this perspective, Gar felt that Asa was sacred.
As when they first met--
Garr's eyes were a little obsessed, and his pupil color shifted from emerald green to dark green consciously.
He was caught in his own memory, but Asa, who was taking off his shirt, had turned around and looked at him ...
The author has something to say: Another: The cute and charming little melon is written above the neck, there is no place below the neck that needs harmony! !! !! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
QAQ, [apologetic face] lovely Ren Ziren, I am guilty, I promised that your 4000 did not do it! !! QAQ! !! !! I ,,, [please face] Can I make up tomorrow. . . [Little Guagua scratched her head in shame. . . 】
[Reason:] The nosebleed written by food is flying,
[I came to edit the text! I did not deliberately fake it! (Pumpkin flees)