Chapter 86: Are there any succubi faint blood?

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The next moment, soft lips pressed against his Adam's apple.

The soft touch made Cecil's whole body shut down, his blue eyes froze, and his senses slowed down infinitely.

He thought about many possibilities, maybe this seemingly harmless and weak little succubus would suddenly rise up - most dark creatures are cunning and cunning, Cecil's many years of experience in catching evil creatures told him so.

But it doesn't matter. With Cecil's strength, he can easily pinch the little guy's white and tender neck. He was even ready.

Du Du never thought that the other party would give him a kiss.

Why?

As the Holy Son, no one would ever dare to offend Cecil, let alone make such an intimate move.

Feeling the moist and hot breath coming from his neck, Cecil's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a heavy doubt in his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't resist, the little succubus tentatively stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it gently, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It smells so good.

The food of the little succubus is various human body fluids. It would be better if they can bite through them and drink the blood inside. However, Lin Yuxing still remembered that the last time, he couldn't bite Mansfield's neck.

Lin Yuxing thought and frowned in distress.

How about...he gives it another try? Just give it a try, and if it doesn't work, he'll run away immediately.

The little succubus had no consciousness of being caught. He could only feel the beating pulse on his neck, which was fresh and sweet. He licked his lips unconsciously, and his fangs grew silently.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the noble saint's collar to prevent himself from falling. The black peach-heart tail is cheerful and intimate, quietly wrapping around the owner's thigh.

No one noticed how corrupt this scene was.

In the bright and solemn temple, the succubus, which symbolizes evil, lies in the arms of the noble Son, and the black peach-heart tail quietly wraps around the corners of the Son's clothes. The holy white robe was no longer neat and wrinkled.

The Holy Son, whom the Holy See valued most, lowered his head in confusion and allowed his desire to engulf him.

Only the white statue standing in the center of the holy pool overlooks everything, with a calm and compassionate expression, as if it has seen the future——

A future that leads to depravity.

The cold touch across his neck brought Cecil back to reality. Lin Yuxing was caught off guard. His white and tender fingertips failed to grasp it firmly and fell from Cecil's body. His bright eyes dimmed. Cecil saw it clearly, and there was a feeling of congestion in his heart.

He unconsciously covered his heart.

"As expected, it still doesn't work?"

"Why do you want to……"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

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