eat biscuits before bed

The seven-year-old little prince was running alone in the woods, and many people were chasing him.

"oops!"

There was no road in the woods, the little prince was running stumbling, and accidentally tripped over a tree root under a dead leaf.

The little prince's palms were bloodied by the gravel hidden under the leaves, and his knees seemed to have scratched his skin when he knocked on the ground. His white clothes were stained with grayish-yellow soil marks, and his hair was also messy. Weak and pathetic.

The little prince got up from the ground, and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

He heard the clamor of pursuers behind him, and quickly began to run again.

Must not be caught!

He remembered what his mother said.

Must not be caught.

It was getting dark, and the little prince couldn't see the setting sun. He could only feel the warm light disappearing little by little, replaced by a dangerous darkness.

It was getting dark soon, there was no light in the forest, no direction, no way out.

The little prince felt as if he had fallen into chocolate syrup, and he saw dark things in front of his eyes, which were actually sweet chocolate.

His stomach is so hungry, he misses delicious cakes and apple pies.

With a sound of "whoosh", someone behind him threw out a spear, and the spear landed beside the little prince, deeply embedded in the ground.

The little prince was very frightened. He bit his lower lip tightly, resisting the urge to cry, and ran forward quickly, not daring to turn his head.

It must be safe ahead, as long as you continue to run forward, you will find your parents. We will live in a house made of biscuits. Everything in the house is made of jelly beans. It is very safe there. We are here We are very happy together.

The little prince weaves a beautiful story for himself.

It was dark in front, and there was a dilapidated and dilapidated house vaguely. The little prince ran to the house, pushed open the decayed wooden door covered with dust and cobwebs, hid in, and quickly closed the door tightly.

The inside of the house is very strange, there is nothing around it, and the inside of the house is much bigger than it looks from the outside, even the edge of the house cannot be seen, and there is a transparent box in the middle of the house.

He saw a strange person lying in a transparent box in the dark, and the little prince thought he was asleep.

He looks so good, like a princess in a fairy tale.

The little prince walked up to him, leaned on tiptoe beside the box and looked at him, stretched out his hand cautiously, hesitating to touch his face.

His face is like cream, must be very sweet, right?

Seeing that his hands were covered with mud, dirt and wounds, he immediately stopped, took his hands back, and said to the person in the box in a crisp voice, "I'm sorry to bother you, sir."

The sound of chasing soldiers outside was getting closer and closer, the little prince was terrified, he didn't dare to stay any longer, he wanted to keep running away.

But what should he do?

The little prince looked at the person in the box and thought.

People outside will hurt him, I want to wake him up!

"Sir, sir, wake up." The little prince called anxiously, but the people in the box never woke up.

"Sir, please wake up..."

The little prince stretched out his hand hesitantly, he wanted to push him, so that he should wake up, right?

But the person lying in the box moved suddenly, raised his hand as if he was stretching, and rubbed his neck with one hand. With the expression on his face, he lazily half-opened his eyes, watching Not surprised to see the little prince.

The little prince noticed that his eyes were as crimson as the roses in his mother's favorite garden.He is also like a flower, so beautiful.

"Ha, small snacks delivered to the door." He squinted his eyes with a smile, stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips. The originally rosy lips were like cherries dripped with honey, sweet and beautiful.

The little prince blinked, staring fascinatedly at his face.

It looks like strawberry cake, I really want to eat it...

"No, a dirty little snack." He looked the little prince up and down, shook his head, and said in frustration.

"Sir, there are many people outside, they are not good people, you run away, they will definitely hurt you!" Hearing what he said, the little prince suddenly came back to his senses.

"Why did they hurt me?"

He lay on the edge of the crystal coffin and moved closer to the little prince, looking at the little prince from top to bottom.

"They all had weapons, they hurt a lot of people, and they took my family away!" the little prince said as he lowered his head, biting his lower lip tightly with his upper teeth, holding his breath to keep himself from crying .

"Then do you hate them?" He stretched out his index finger, poked the little prince's soft face, and lay on his stomach lazily with his head propped on one hand, looking at the little prince.

"I hate it! They are all bad people!" The little prince looked up at him, his voice was crying, and he couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

"Then let me help you eat them all, okay?"

"Eat it?" The little prince rubbed his eyes, wiped away his tears, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes." He coaxed the little prince, squinted his eyes with a smile, put his hand on his head and gently rubbed the little prince's soft golden hair, "I'll help you eat them, you just need to give me a little blood Enough."

"No, you can't eat them." The little prince shook his head and looked at him seriously, "We must arrest them and punish them according to the "Law Code."

"What is the code?" He twitched the corner of his mouth, rolled his eyes, retracted the hand that touched the little prince, straightened the pillow behind him, and lay down comfortably.

"It is the "Code" promulgated by my father, and all people in our country must abide by it. Sir, are you not from our country?"

"Do not."

"Did you wander here?"

"Do not."

"Do you have any family?"

"No."

"Why are you sleeping in a box?"

"This is a coffin, if you bother me again, I'll eat you!" He showed two sharp teeth and gave the little prince a fierce look.

"You won't, you are a good man." The little prince shook his head, not afraid at all.

"Cute little snack, I'm not a good person you know." He closed his eyes and slid softly into the crystal coffin.

"Aren't you running away, sir? It's dangerous here."

"Do not."

The little prince looked at him and didn't speak. He puffed his mouth anxiously and was at a loss. He turned around and walked a few steps, but when he thought of those cruel people, he immediately ran back to the crystal coffin.

The little prince walked around the crystal coffin several times, thinking about what to do to take away Mr. Lazy sleeping inside.

He tried to push it by hand, but unfortunately his strength was too weak to push it at all.

The little prince sighed and said discouragedly: "Sir, run away, I can't push this thing."

"It's really dangerous here now." The little prince said while pushing, "Will you wake up? You can rest when it's not dangerous anymore."

"I'm tired and hungry now, and I can't run." He lay down in another position and said lazily.

"But there is no food here." The little prince was a little embarrassed.

"If you let me bite, I will have strength." He smiled, licked his lips, and looked at the little prince who was pushing the crystal coffin with his head tilted.

"Um……"

The little prince looked at his hand tangled, imagining how his hand would be bitten, put his hands behind his back in fear, and shook his head quickly.

"I, I'll go first, I won't bother you anymore!" The little prince hid his hands in his clothes and ran away quickly.

"Tch, what a coward."

Hearing his words, the little prince stopped.With his small hands tightly clenched into fists, he swallowed, took a deep breath, turned around, straightened his back, and walked back.

"Here, eat."

The little prince gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand.

"Huh?" He opened his eyes, looking at the little dirty hand stretched out by the little prince in front of him.

"You're full, tell me." The little prince closed his eyes tightly as he said, turning his head away not daring to look.

"Hahaha, who wants to eat your meat?"

"what?"

"All you need is to let me take a bite." He raised his index finger in a gesture of oneness, tilted his head and looked at the little prince with a smile.

"Then, all right." The little prince exhaled, the expression on his face relaxed a lot.

"Take your dirty hand away." He pulled the little prince's sleeve in disgust and moved his hand away.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"No, no, no." He shook his head, wiggling his fingers, "Let me see."

He sat up, leaned against the crystal coffin, hooked his hands and said to the little prince, "Keep your head closer."

The little prince listened to him and put his head closer.

"Well, it's clean here." He hooked the little prince's collar with his hands, looked at his white neck, and was very satisfied, "Then I'm going to bite it."

"Yeah." The little prince nodded, just took a bite, he wasn't afraid.

"Are you afraid?" He showed his sharp teeth and squinted at the little prince.

"No." The little prince shook his head and looked up.

"That's great." He smiled happily and licked his lips, "You must be very sweet."

The pain from the sharp teeth piercing the skin was not strong, and the little prince didn't understand why he kept biting himself.

The warm and sweet taste of blood spread in his mouth, making every cell active in him, he licked the blood overflowing from the little prince's skin with the tip of his tongue, savoring the fresh and wonderful taste.

"Can you stop biting first? I'm a little dizzy, let me protect you first, okay?" The little prince rubbed his eyes with his hands, and suddenly everything in front of him became dark, with double images on everything, making him It's so uncomfortable to watch.

"Protect me?" Hearing what the little prince said, he was a little taken aback.

"En." The little prince shook his head, resting his hands on the crystal coffin, his body was a little unsteady, his voice gradually weakened, but he was very firm, "I will protect you."

"What a silly snack."

He hugged the little prince's body that was so soft in his arms, licked the corner of his mouth, and hummed in a nasal voice, full of pleasure.

"It's so delicious, you can't eat it in one sitting."

The vampire was lying on the iron rocking chair swing in the garden, pulling the roses with his hands in boredom.

The maid brought a plate of fresh fruit and placed it on the small round table in front of the rocking chair.

"This is a precious fruit presented to His Majesty the King by a foreign businessman. His Majesty the King specially ordered it to be given to you. Would you like to taste it?"

The maid looked at the vampire while she was talking. He was completely wrapped up in a beautiful red dress. The intricate pleats and elaborate lace showed his elegance, and how well the collar adorned his neck. Slender and beautiful, the tight waist outlines the slender line of his waist, with black velvet gloves on his hands, and even his face is covered by layers of veil on the hat, looking beautiful and mysterious.

The vampire plucked at the petals and glanced at the fruit on the table.

The bright red fruits are clustered in clusters, each one is as round as a pearl, with a thin layer of skin covering the plump flesh, and the skin is just washed with water stains, under the sunlight , shining brighter than bricks and stones, looks very attractive.

"Tch." The vampire put the torn petals in the palm of his hand, and crushed the petals with his hands, crushing each petal into pieces, and his hands were also covered with the juice of the crushed rose petals.

After finishing his black hands on the roses, he put his mind on the fruits on the table.

"Is this fruit very precious?" The vampire picked up a fruit and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

"Yes, this fruit is very rare, and..."

As the maid said, she saw that the vampire closed his hands and crushed the fruit in his hand, and the juice splashed out from between his fingers.The vampire smiled as if he saw something interesting, then reached into the fruit plate and grabbed a handful of fruit and pinched it in his hand. Instantly, the bright red juice splashed all over the place, and drops of juice flowed down his hand to the ground. fall.

"Please don't do this, this is very precious!" The maid hurriedly stopped the vampire from reaching out to the fruit plate again, and said earnestly.

"Oh." The vampire curled his lips in boredom, feeling disgusted by the pathetic human beings who are greedy for material things.

Lying on the rocking chair, the vampire casually picked a rose bush beside him, and continued to pluck the petals boredly.

The rocking chair swayed slowly, the cool wind blew with the fragrance of roses, the garden was very quiet, the tits standing on the branches were chirping, jumping around on the treetops, holding a piece of The tender green leaves flutter around with short and small wings, and the round body is like a small snowball.

During the day, full of vitality, is used to sleep.

The vampire put his arms over his eyes, threw the rose and petals in his hand to the ground, and fell asleep in the rocking chair.

The king came over suddenly, looked at the scattered flower petals and red juice all over the ground, and said nothing. He whispered to the maid, walked to the vampire, sat down on the rocking chair lightly, and supported his body to his own. On his lap, use one hand to help him shade from the sun.

The maid held a beige thin blanket and respectfully presented it to the king.

The king took the blanket, wrapped it around the vampire, picked him up in his arms, and carried him back to the palace.

Half asleep, half awake, the vampire felt that someone was taking off his clothes.

It must be the brat.

The vampire thought to himself, lazily opening his eyes.

"Are you awake?" The king took off the gloves on his hands, frowned as he saw the dried red marks on his palms, "What evil did you do again?"

"Stained from eating." The vampire rubbed his hands on the king's clothes, and unbuttoned a few buttons on the king's clothes by the way.

"You will be punished for lying." The king stood by the bed, saw him sitting in front of him with an innocent face upturned, and couldn't help pinching his soft earlobes with his hands.

"Then you come and punish me!" The vampire stared at the king, ripping off the clothes on his chest, revealing his porcelain white skin and delicate collarbone.

"Take off your clothes." The king's hand slid down his earlobe to the nape of his neck, drawing circles between his fingers on his soft skin.

"Okay!" The vampire was so excited that he wanted to flap his wings, and obediently took off his clothes.

But the king withdrew his hand and turned around to leave.

The vampire, who was undressing happily, seized the king's hand when he saw that he was leaving.

"Where are you going?"

"Get the clothes."

The vampire froze, stared at the king, and said, "Did you make me undress so that I could change?"

"Ah."

"Well, don't wear clothes." The vampire hugged the king's waist all of a sudden, rubbed his face against his back, and softened his voice.

"No." The king shook his head, patted the vampire on the back, and said firmly.

"It's so uncomfortable to wear a waist." The vampire also shook his head, looking at the king with aggrieved eyes.

"No."

"piss off!"

The vampire gave the king a disgusted look, let go of his hands decisively, threw himself on the bed, and hid himself under the quilt.

"come out."

The king sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his head through the quilt.

The vampire lay quietly on his stomach, paying no attention to the king's actions or words.

"You can do whatever you want with clothes on."

"Can you take it off?"

"Just pass through."

"Can I be on it?"

"can."

"Is it okay to drink blood?"

"Okay, do you want to wear it or not?"

"Put on!"

The vampire happily crawled out of the quilt, stared at the king's neck with shining eyes, showed two sharp teeth, and licked his lips.

"Well, don't, it's too tight!" The vampire twisted his waist, preventing the king from continuing to tie his waist.

"What is this, why do you always like to dress me up like your favorite food?"

The vampire looks at himself in the mirror with clothes on, dressed like a cake...

"Is human aesthetics so stupid? Or is it just you?" He pulled up the skirt, looked at the intricate workmanship of the skirt, and immediately let go of his hands in disgust.

"Don't you like it?" After dressing him, the king pulled up the long skirt, hugged him and let him sit by the bed, adjusted the skirt, and helped him put on the high heels.

"I don't like it!" The vampire looked up at him confidently.

"Stand up and let me see." Holding his hand, the king put his arms around his waist and led him to stand up.

"Can I take it off?"

The heels of the high heels were too high, and the vampire couldn't stand stably, so he hooked his hands around the king's neck, stood on tiptoe, kicked off the high heels on his feet, and wrapped his legs around the king's waist, like a koala.

"Wait a while," said the king, and carried him to the mirror. "Come down first."

The vampire jumped off reluctantly.

Standing behind the vampire, the king leaned over and put his arms around his waist, kissed him on the side of his cheek, looked at him in the mirror and asked, "Does it look good?"

The vampire looked at the king who was a head taller than him in the mirror, and didn't speak, he was a little unhappy.

When did Xiaodian grow so tall? !

After a while, he suddenly said, "Wait for me!"

The vampire pulled the long skirt up to his thighs, walked to the bed with big strides, picked up the high-heeled shoes that had been kicked off just now, carried them back to the king, arranged the shoes carefully, and stepped on them.

Looking at the king who was almost level with him, the vampire was satisfied.

The king gently caressed the vampire's side face with his hand, rubbed his thumb on his cheek, and looked at him tenderly.

"You are so beautiful."

"You are the only one who likes this cake." The vampire complained disgustedly as he tugged at the layers of clothes.

"There's nothing you can do if you don't like it." The king looked at him and smiled, his eyes becoming more gentle. "This is our wedding dress."

"What is a wedding?"

"It's a ritual that makes me only belong to you, and you belong to me."

"Is it a contract?"

"Ah."

"Then you are mine?"

"Correct."

"That's great..." The vampire lowered his head, smiled softly, opened his hands and bared his teeth, and roared, "Let me eat you!"

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the king pinched his jaw.

"Hmph, you were cuter when you were young." The vampire shook his head, bit the king's hand, and deliberately licked the king's fingertips with his tongue.

"Undressed."

The king withdrew his hand, pinched his chin and kissed his mouth, pushed his loose hair behind his ear, pressed against his ear, kissed the soft earlobe and whispered in his ear.

"Okay!" The vampire jumped on the king excitedly, and asked excitedly, "Am I on top this time?"

"Well, do it yourself!" The king lay on the bed, supported his waist with both hands, and nodded.

Vampire: I'm so happy!

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