The blood on her shoulder, there's really not much.
Gu Yi'an laughed somewhat helplessly.
She could clearly feel that Dan Musheng already felt unsatisfied. Such a small amount of blood was simply not enough to satisfy his needs.
He greedily sucked and tried to extract more blood, but he was probably a novice, still hadn't mastered the essence of bloodsucking, didn't know how to suck blood more effectively, how to get more blood in the shortest time, so he was... very anxious.
At this moment, he was no longer holding her shoulders as he was in the beginning, now he tightly clutched her body, almost pressing her entirely into his embrace.
His lips were tightly attached to the skin where her neck and shoulder connect, he sucked harder, but there wasn't more blood flowing...
Gu Yi'an chuckled softly.
