Because of My Stupidity, I Became a Timid Vampire

Chapter 166 : The Dragon Slayer Becomes the Dragon

"Bei Yaoyue." Although her eyes kept twitching from pain, Xifeng couldn't help but laugh. Bei Yaoyue's overflowing concern warmed her heart immensely. She spoke up to defend Ye Zhenzhen: "It's not Sister Zhenzhen's fault. I was careless myself."

Of course Bei Yaoyue also knew that such an accident couldn't be entirely blamed on Ye Zhenzhen—she was just worried and confused.

Looking down at Xifeng's wound soaking in the water, Bei Yaoyue's brow furrowed even tighter.

"What are you thinking?" She quickly reached out to lift Xifeng's delicately carved but shockingly wounded bare foot from the water, and Bei Yaoyue scolded angrily: "Do you know how many bacteria are in seawater? And you're just soaking it in seawater like this?"

She was instinctively getting angry again. Whenever she saw Xifeng not taking care of her own body, Bei Yaoyue always got furious.

"I..."

Laughing awkwardly, Xifeng had wanted to say that with her recovery ability, never mind bacteria—even such a large wound would completely heal in half an hour. But just as she opened her mouth and glanced at Ye Zhenzhen beside her, she obediently swallowed the rest of her words.

The secret that she was a vampire absolutely could not be known by anyone who couldn't be completely trusted.

Suddenly, a warm, moist sensation came from her ankle. Xifeng was startled and looked down at her leg to find Bei Yaoyue carefully holding her calf, lowering her head to the wound on her ankle while forcefully sucking.

Ye Zhenzhen, watching this scene, was also stunned. This scene was... way too yuri, wasn't it? Even she, an adult, felt like she couldn't handle it.

"What are you doing?" Like having her ankle kissed, a sense of shame surged in Xifeng's heart. Her face immediately flushed as her voice carried a trace of panic: "It's... it's very embarrassing!"

A suction appeared at the wound. Xifeng could clearly feel something inside her body being drawn out, just like having her blood sucked—no, to be precise, Bei Yaoyue was sucking her blood, though this blood-sucking was slightly different from the other kind.

Just like how the dragon slayer becomes the dragon, and the lolicon becomes the loli, karma comes around—who would have thought she, Xifeng, would have this day too.

But to be fair, Xifeng had only drunk human blood three times in all this while—twice from Bei Yaoyue, once from a blood bag from some unknown guy at the hospital. The rest of the time she used animal blood products as substitutes.

Although human blood tasted much better than those flavorless blood products, Xifeng, being human, always had a psychological barrier. Feeding on the blood of fellow "humans" gave her an indescribable sense of guilt.

If placed in vampire society, Xifeng's behavior and mentality would probably be like that of a monk who had renounced the world.

"Ptui!" Spitting out the blood full of metallic taste, Bei Yaoyue put her mouth back and said unclearly: "If I don't do this, I'm afraid your wound will get infected."

"Don't suck anymore... it's so dirty..." Xifeng embarrassedly covered her face, trying to hide her flushed cheeks but only making it more obvious. "That's a foot..."

"What's dirty about feet?" Bei Yaoyue's eyes flashed as she smiled sweetly: "I don't even find that place of yours dirty, so what's this?"

Pondering the meaning in those words, Xifeng's cheeks instantly became two furnaces when she understood. She let out an extremely shameful and angry wail, wanting to get angry but not daring to say anything with Ye Zhenzhen present, so she could only bury her head in her arms, planning to be an ostrich.

I hope Sister Zhenzhen didn't understand... otherwise... wuu...

Xifeng, whose shame had reached maximum levels, buried her head even deeper.

But Xifeng's hopes were destined to be dashed. Ye Zhenzhen was quite old after all—if she couldn't understand such words, she'd have lived her twenty-four years in vain. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly that her master and young lady were too bold, playing so openly at such a young age. They'd definitely be incredible when they grew up, especially her young lady, who would surely achieve great things in the future.

After a brief moment, Xifeng asked quietly: "...To be honest, does this actually work?"

Regardless of Bei Yaoyue's true purpose, Xifeng deeply doubted whether such an operation could be effective. In her understanding, wasn't this method usually only used for things like venomous snake bites?

"Don't know." Bei Yaoyue again spat out the blood she had just sucked. "But doing it is better than not doing it."

Secretly lifting her head, Xifeng glanced toward the crowd. Fortunately, they were quite far away and no one seemed to notice what was happening here. Only Ye Zhenzhen was watching nearby, otherwise she really would have died of embarrassment.

Seeing Bei Yaoyue had no intention of stopping, Xifeng quickly said: "Bei Yaoyue, that's enough... I'm really fine."

Nodding, Bei Yaoyue directly knelt down in the sea, completely uncaring that her skirt hem was soaked by seawater: "Lift your leg."

"Huh?"

Xifeng was startled and instinctively complied. Then one hand passed through her knee bend while another supported her back. A gentle force came and slowly lifted her from the water.

This position was... a princess carry!

Ahhhhh! This person was actually princess-carrying her in front of others! Simply... so embarrassing!

But at this moment Xifeng's foot really hurt too much to walk. Even though she was very unwilling in her heart, she could only let Bei Yaoyue carry her. She gently twisted her body, turned toward Bei Yaoyue's side, reached out to hook Bei Yaoyue's neck to reduce her burden, then rested her cheek on Bei Yaoyue's shoulder.

Although very embarrassing, but... it felt pretty good, even with a sense of happiness from the bottom of her heart.

This feeling of entrusting her entire self to one person made Xifeng slightly intoxicated. She couldn't help but imagine the moment when the two of them would enter the marriage hall in the future, with Bei Yaoyue carrying her in this position, slowly walking before everyone's eyes...

Cough cough cough! No, it should be her carrying Bei Yaoyue! Xifeng quickly corrected herself mentally. She had unconsciously put herself in the girl's position again—there was definitely something wrong.

The correct scenario in her mind should be her wearing a suit, carrying Bei Yaoyue in a white wedding dress...

But soon, Xifeng was considering whether she actually had the strength to carry Bei Yaoyue. After brief consideration, she reached a negative conclusion. What a joke—with these thin arms and legs, she needed to use all her strength just to carry a half-full washbasin. Wanting to carry the forty-kilogram Bei Yaoyue was probably wishful thinking.

Damn it! This cursed body was too pathetic!

Lillian! Your death is inevitable!