By a coincidence, the traffic light ahead turned red when there were only a few seconds left.
Cheng Xinran, worried that Su Xiyan would lose too much blood, stepped on the accelerator and ran the red light.
As this was a left turn, the speed was too fast. Chen Shuo, sitting in the back seat, fell towards Su Xiyan on the right due to inertia as he was careless.
Oh my!
Cheng Xinran, you did that on purpose, didn't you??
Chen Shuo only felt the sweet smell of blood in addition to a heart-warming floral fragrance between his breaths.
His nose bridge bumped into something soft and bouncy.
What a nice touch! It felt like a marshmallow, or a QQ candy.
Chen Shuo looked up and saw Su Xiyan's sharp chin, her red lips pursed, accumulating anger!
Chen Shuo quickly straightened himself and touched his nose bridge in a panic, "I didn't smell anything...didn't touch anything."
Su Xiyan squeezed two words out between her teeth:
"You're dead!"
She pushed Chen Shuo away with one hand.
No one knew whether she used too much force, but Chen Shuo fell back and hit the car window,
then fainted.
Through the rearview mirror, Cheng Xinran saw this scene and couldn't help but click her tongue, "Xiyan... Don't you think you were too harsh?"
Su Xiyan also wondered, she didn't use much strength just now. How could Chen Shuo have fainted? Did she unintentionally use too much force? Or was this little vampire too weak?
Su Xiyan felt a little guilty and wanted to check on Chen Shuo.
On second thought, she was a proud demon hunter! As a demon hunter, how could she check the injuries of a little prey?
So Su Xiyan stopped caring about Chen Shuo.
She sat in the back seat with eyes closed to rest.
On the other side, Chen Shuo was actually not unconscious.
He was pretending.
Su Xiyan was quite forceful, but not enough to make Chen Shuo faint.
He simply pretended to faint, closed his eyes, so he couldn't see Su Xiyan's fair and slender legs bleeding.
Out of sight, out of mind. With a clear mind, he could calm down.
Without the visual stimulus, Chen Shuo tried his best to slow down his breathing to match an unconscious state, so that he could inhale less of the tempting bloody smell.
Fortunately, nothing dangerous happened for the rest of the ride.
More than ten minutes later, the white AMG stopped at the underground garage of Haiyi Apartment.
Cheng Xinran was going to help Su Xiyan upstairs when she received a message from the Su City Demon Hunter Organization asking her to assist in searching for a fleeing vampire immediately.
As a demon hunter, when there was a mission assigned by the organization, Cheng Xinran had to leave Su Xiyan behind.
"Xiyan, I have to go do the mission first."
"Be careful going upstairs! Call me if anything comes up!"
Su Xiyan nodded, "Okay, don't worry, I'm fine."
After Cheng Xinran left, Su Xiyan was going to go upstairs.
When she reached the elevator, she remembered there was still an “unconscious” Chen Shuo in the car.
It wouldn't be right to leave him there alone, would it? With poor ventilation, what if he suffocated to death? That would probably cause her a lot of trouble.
After thinking it through, Su Xiyan felt she couldn't just abandon Chen Shuo alone in the car.
Luckily, demon hunters had great physique. Su Xiyan’s wounds had stopped bleeding and she had regained some strength.
Wearing high heels, she walked towards the car. The heels clicked clearly against the floor.
Leaning against the rear seat, Chen Shuo didn't dare to open his eyes. He only heard the sound of high heels striking the floor getting closer and closer.
Oh my! Hasn't she left? Why did she come back? I was going to sneak away after she's gone!
Too bad things never go as planned.
The next second, Chen Shuo heard the car door open.
He felt a firm yet soft arm go around his neck and rest on his other shoulder.
The familiar floral fragrance rushed into his nostrils.
Next, Chen Shuo was half lying on Su Xiyan's shoulder, supported by her as they walked to the elevator.
While waiting for the elevator, they ran into two neighbors. One auntie in her forties looked Su Xiyan up and down, then shifted her gaze to the “unconscious” Chen Shuo. Her expression turned complicated as she whispered to the other auntie:
"Nowadays, even handsome boys are unsafe."
"You should warn your young son to protect himself when he's out."
Pretending to be unconscious, Chen Shuo almost laughed out loud hearing this.
He really wanted to open his eyes to see Su Xiyan's reaction. She must have looked very funny!
Su Xiyan ignored the two aunties. When the elevator door opened, she rushed in ahead of them and said coldly: "The elevator is full, please wait for the next one!"
Although the aunties were gossipy, they could tell this young girl was not to be trifled with.
Who could resist Su Xiyan’s powerful aura?
The elevator went straight to the top floor. After Su Xiyan unlocked the door with her fingerprint, she dumped Chen Shuo on the sofa.
Su Xiyan went to the bathroom, filled up a basin with hot water, fetched the first-aid kit from her room, then sat on a single sofa next to Chen Shuo and started cleaning her wound.
The smell of hot water mixed with blood permeated the air and eagerly invaded Chen Shuo’s nostrils.
The vampire genes in his body stirred once again!
Chen Shuo just wanted to get out of this perilous place quickly.
If he exposed his vampire identity, he would surely be torn apart alive by Su Xiyan.
So Chen Shuo pretended as if he had just regained consciousness after fainting. He opened his eyes, rubbed the back of his head, and asked in a daze:
"How did I end up at your place?"
"Did I fall asleep or faint just now?"
Without even looking up, Su Xiyan was fully focused on cleaning her wound with gauze. She simply ordered Chen Shuo, "Go replace the hot water for me.”
Chen Shuo brought the bloody water to the bathroom, holding his breath. He quickly dumped the water and closed the bathroom door to summon the system away from Su Xiyan.
"System, seal my sense of smell quickly!"
If it wasn’t sealed soon, Chen Shuo was afraid he would turn into a complete vampire.
[Ding! System has temporarily sealed the host's sense of smell.]
[System Prompt: Due to the presence of someone with a powerful aura, the system's seal cannot last too long. Please be aware, host.]
Someone with a powerful aura? It must be Su Xiyan.
Right after sealing Chen Shuo’s sense of smell, the system disappeared.
With his sense of smell gone, Chen Shuo could no longer detect the sweet smell of blood and immediately regained his normal human state.
He calmly helped Su Xiyan replace the water as if nothing had happened.
Su Xiyan rested her injured leg on the coffee table. Every inch of smooth fair skin on her long slender leg was perfectly flawless.
Unlike ordinary girls, she showed no coyness. With one hand holding iodophor for disinfection and the other a piece of clean gauze to rinse dirt from the wound.
However, her flesh-colored pantyhose was somewhat hindering.
Both Su Xiyan’s hands were occupied, so she ordered Chen Shuo:
“Come over.”
Chen Shuo: “What for?”
Su Xiyan motioned with her lips towards the pantyhose near the wound: “Help me tear it open.”
Chen Shuo thought he must have misheard.
Tear open...pantyhose?
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