novelraw Chapter 766 "Husband".
Chapter 766 "Husband".
Chapter 766 "Husband".
Dracula's lips lingered on hers for a long time, as if confirming her temperature, confirming her presence...
He was certain that this bond was not yet another long, lonely dream that would vanish upon waking.
He had dreamed of today's scene many times.
When it actually happened, no words could describe his feelings at that moment.
Yu Zhizhi slowly raised her fingers and grasped the fabric of his shirt.
She felt the kiss deepen.
The presence of Dracula lingers.
The man's tongue pressed against the crevice of her lips, a tentative, hesitant touch, as if afraid of rejection.
Yu Zhizhi's lips trembled slightly, her fingers tightened on his chest, and then slightly parted.
Dracula's breathing became heavy at that moment.
The moment her tongue slipped inside, she felt his hand supporting the back of her head tighten an inch, his knuckles digging into her hair, fixing her head at an angle from which she couldn't move back.
His kiss became deeper and more intense!
It's like something that has been enduring for a long time has finally found an outlet.
But he was still desperately trying to control his strength.
He was afraid of hurting her, scaring her away, and that this hard-won kiss would be ruined by his own greed.
Between her lips and teeth, Dracula's breath filled her mouth.
The crisp, slightly cool, and slightly bloody taste of iron rust was like swallowing snow water; the coolness slid from the throat into the chest and then spread from the chest to every part of the body.
Yu Zhizhi choked and let out a very soft whimper, like a small animal whose tail has been stepped on.
Dracula's kiss paused.
"Waaah~" Yu Zhizhi's eyes reddened.
Dracula was reluctant to leave and could only gently lick and soothe her.
The bedchamber was very quiet.
Yu Zhizhi felt the man's aura become disordered in front of her, and the next second, Dracula lifted her up with one hand.
She leaned on Dracula's shoulder, and the mask slipped off.
It fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Without the mask covering her face, Yu Zhizhi knew her face must be very, very red.
Dracula's hand gripped her thigh, his knuckles sinking into her soft flesh, making her involuntarily flinch.
He didn't let go; instead, he tightened his grip, as if he had finally grasped something that belonged to him.
The little female rabbit trembled slightly as Dracula placed her on the large bed and leaned over to cover her.
"Dracula..." Yu Zhizhi called softly.
Dracula looked down at her.
The little rabbit's lips were swollen from being kissed, and its dark eyes were brimming with tears; it looked so pitiful.
"Calling me won't do any good."
Dracula lowered his head and gently kissed her rabbit ears.
"You've owed me for so long, this time, can you pay it all back?"
"Poor little rabbit."
"One night is not enough."
Are you mentally prepared?
……
Yu Zhizhi stayed in the underground city for seven days.
For the past seven days, he has spent almost all of his time in his bedchamber.
Dracula stayed by her side for seven whole days, never leaving her side for even a moment.
The underground city's administrative affairs were piling up like mountains.
But no one bothered them.
Because they all knew that their leader hadn't been this indulgent in a long time.
From a very young age, he had always lived a life of constant anxiety.
After losing his memory, he repeated the same routine every day.
He reviews documents, patrols his territory, inspects formations, and eats alone, like a precision machine programmed with a perpetual motion machine, tireless and never stopping.
No one has ever seen him smile, no one has ever seen him lose his composure, and no one has even seen what expression he had on his face after taking off that golden mask.
But all of this changed with the arrival of the little female rabbit. They now respectfully address her as Lady of the Land.
In the near future, Dracula will lead his flock of birds back to the Beast Planet!
The Cangshan Empire will be revived!
And she was the only queen!
this day.
Yu Zhizhi and Dracula strolled through the market together.
The last time she came to the dungeon, it was the little octopus who played with her and went crazy with her.
She stopped in front of a vendor selling mechanical wings.
Choose carefully.
Yu Zhizhi saw a pair of mechanical wings suspended on an iron frame, with a dark silver skeleton that was very distinctive.
"You like it?" Dracula's voice came from behind her, very low.
Yu Zhizhi didn't speak, but her fingers had already reached out and gently touched the edge of the feather.
The metal was colder than she had expected.
The stall owner was a short, one-eyed man who was wiping a wrench in his hand with a rag.
He looked up at the little female rabbit in front of him, then at the man behind her, his gaze lingering on the golden mask for a moment before he lowered his head and quickened his movements.
"The craftsmanship of the underground city is far superior to that of the superficial works on the surface."
His voice was hoarse, but his tone carried a simple pride.
"These wings are made of three layers of fine steel, the feathers are plated with frost silver, and the control core uses a third-tier spirit crystal, allowing them to operate for six hours!"
Yu Zhizhi's eyes lit up slightly as she listened to his introduction.
She reached out and clutched Dracula's robe, whispering, "...I...I want this. I want to send this to the homeland of the Beast God. Is that alright?"
The homeland of the Beast God?
Dracula immediately understood the rabbit's intention.
The last time she came to the dungeon, she played mechanical flying with the little octopus.
Before leaving, the octopus took a pair of wings with it.
It likes it very much.
It seems the little rabbit still misses the little priest from the homeland of the Beast God.
Dracula didn't answer her question. He looked down at her and asked, "What should you call me? Do you need me to teach you again tonight?"
Yu Zhizhi's cheeks flushed slightly: "...Husband, my lord."
"Hmm," Dracula responded, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Yu Zhizhi asked softly, "Husband, may I send it to the homeland of the Beast God?"
Dracula placed a bag of money on the vendor's shelf.
The stall owner immediately removed the mechanical wings and carefully folded them.
"Please accept this." He respectfully handed over the mechanical wings.
Dracula took it and personally handed it to Yu Zhizhi, saying, "I'm glad you like it."
Whether he keeps it for himself or wants to give it to someone else, as long as the little rabbit continues to do what she likes, he has no objection.
"Thank you, my husband~"
Yu Zhizhi hugged the silver wings and laughed happily.
She thought the little octopus would love to see those mechanical wings.
It once said that it loved the feeling of flying the most.
I wonder how the little octopus is doing now?
It was taken back to the homeland of the Beast God by the High Priest, so it should be... alright, right?
The talent of reincarnation sounds incredible.
Back at the palace, the little snow eagle paced back and forth in the pavilion. It looked up and saw its father and mother, then quickly flew away.
"Mommy~ shall we play with Xueyue this afternoon?" it asked expectantly.
“Okay,” Yu Zhizhi readily agreed.
She first went to the steward of the underground city and asked him to send the mechanical wings to the homeland of the Beast God.
Then he took Little Snow Eagle and went off to play happily.
Dracula followed behind them, his gaze always fixed on the little female rabbit, his eyes gentle and tender.
See you tomorrow~