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... ep a little longer.

However, the bat above the head had already flapped its wings down, and turned into a human form the moment it landed.

The tall vampire stood at the edge of her bed.

He couldn't bite her neck last night because she said she had work today and needed a good night's sleep.

I should come back today no matter what.

Wen Long understood what he meant and didn't resist.

But the moment the sharp teeth pierced the skin and blood vessels, she s ...

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