Just when Xiang Xing couldn't understand it, he saw Clarence raise his eyebrows and sneer.

"Well, it's going to get dark in a minute, and I don't want to go home at night."

The man shrugged his shoulders playfully, saluted her, and then turned away without looking back.

His pace seemed to be much faster than usual, and it didn't take long for Xiang Xing to no longer see the handsome back.

The little guy blinked, and could only tilt his head in confusion.

Then he silently turned around and went home.

However, she didn't know that not long after, when the sun had completely sunset in the foothills, the man had already taken refuge in a dark alley where no one was around, and let the black elves surround him.

After the little black guys dispersed, he regained his image of a lonely and noble blood clan, and began his own nighttime gluttonous feast.

For some reason, Clarence felt hungrier today than ever.

Until he was truly full of food and drink, it was already the dead of night.

The ghostly black shadow kept flying and jumping in the night sky of the main city of Los Angeles, but it involuntarily came to No. 16 Victory Avenue again.

The man sneaked to Xiang Xing's bedroom window with ease.

Under the gentle sprinkling of the moonlight, through the light gauze curtain that swayed in the wind, he could vaguely see that on the gorgeous big bed, his little girl was curled up in the quilt, sleeping sweetly.

Clarence's eyes flashed slightly, and he finally hooked the corners of his red lips arbitrarily, turned over and dived in.

Silently came to the little one's bed, and gazed at her quietly and deeply in the dim moonlight.

After a while, he leaned over and sat down beside her.

Looking at the delicate face that was deep and sleeping, quiet as an angel, the man's eyebrows frowned, but he felt that he loved and hated it in his heart.

I hate her cleanliness and purity, but I love her cleanliness and purity.

It was everything he wanted to have, but he couldn't seem to have.

After thinking about it, between the man's purple and gold pupils, a strange glimmer of light crossed again.

He paused for a moment, then hooked the corners of his lips and bowed his head.

On the cheek, which was as white as jade, a light kiss fell.

……

At the same time, the fresh, unique smell of rust that only he could smell kept pouring into his nostrils.

The sharp fangs also became more pointed and long under the influence of this degree.

Claire paused, knowing that he could not linger any longer, so he slowly got up and decided to leave.

However, before he could take two steps, there was a rustling sound behind him.

Immediately afterward, he suddenly felt a tightness in his hands.

The warm and slender fingertips unconsciously reached over and grabbed his fingers tightly.

"Hoof...... Don't fly away...... Let me take a few bites before I go......"

Xiang Xing was drooling and muttering delicious dream words at the same time.

Hearing this, Clarence burst into laughter, and couldn't help but raise his other hand and look at it helplessly.

His slender and delicate hands can be used as hoofs by her.

I really don't know what to say.

The man sighed, and then looked back at the little one, who was still asleep.

He couldn't bear to pull out his hand, so as not to wake her up.

He muttered for a moment, then sat down again, and let her be.

It wasn't until dawn that he flew out of the window and disappeared into the misty sky.

……