Foster Son, Don’t Be So Crazy (54)

Nian Shou still hadn't forgotten the first time he met Song Jia.

As soon as he saw her inside the slave encampment, he knew that she was different. Her hands had no calluses, there weren't dirt underneath her nails, and when he deliberately approached her, her body smelled fragrant.

A slave like them wouldn't have such smooth skin. Working 24/7, if your body didn't have a single scar, nobody would dare to believe it. That's why, with his curiosity pushing him forward, he came to her and asked.

—"What's your name?"

Nian Shou didn't know that this single sentence of his would change his life. As he hugged Song Jia, his arms involuntary became tighter. If he hadn't met her, who knows what he would become.

"Nian Shou?" Song Jia asked, surprised.

For a brief moment, she stayed inside his embrace and didn't struggle.

It was true that she was sad. But it wasn't as if she couldn't punish Xiang Feng in other ways. Hmph, this unfilial child, daring to support her enemy? If she didn't spank him, she wouldn't be called Song Jia.

After a moment, the two of them separated. Song Jia estimated that Xiang Feng was probably on his way back to the tower, so she hastily bid goodbye to Nian Shou. She managed to go back and lie down on the bed just as Xiang Feng returned.

Seeing her staying obediently inside the room, Xiang Feng froze for a while before approaching her, his lips curled up into a brilliant arc. Song Jia was almost blinded by it.

He lay down the tray on the bedside table and opened both arms to embrace her tightly. His hot breath on her ears, he repeatedly chanted, "Jia...Jia...Jia..."

Song Jia could feel her ears turning numb. What was wrong with him?

Suddenly, Xiang Feng froze. His handsome face was wiped clean of any emotions as he looked at her. Only his eyes, which were filled with madness and thick jealousy, revealed what he was feeling.

"Who did you touch?" he growled.

Song Jia blinked at him. "What?"

Xiang Feng pressed the tip of his nose to the hollow of her throat. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. Underneath her usual flowery fragrance, he could smell the distinctive odor of the opposite sex.

He lifted his head and shot her a cold and sinister gaze, his black pupils surrounded by a hint of red.

"Who did you touch?" he repeated, his voice silky and magnetic.

It was as if a million ants were running up and down his heart, each one taking a bite and not letting go. At first he had been so happy that she hadn't left. He had purposely left the door open to test her. He didn't think that she would actually use that opportunity to meet up with another man!

Song Jia's complexion was not too good. Is this why people called him the 'Hunter'? He nose could even smell body odor!

She immediately raised a flattering smile, "Fengfeng..."

His bloodshot eyes intensely glared at her, and Song Jia immediately shut up.

Wuwu, too scary~

Song Jia gulped down her saliva in fear.

Since telling him the truth was out of the question, she thought quickly and said, "I just wanted to explore the castle for a bit. When I went down the stairs, I bumped into a male servant. That's probably his smell."

He gritted his teeth and forced his lips to curve into a smile as he looked at Song Jia.

"What did he look like?"

A chill ran down from her tailbone to her scalp. She could only inwardly pat her heart and thank her lucky stars that she hadn't mentioned Nian Shou.

"He's very tall. His face was square-shaped, with thick eyebrows. His hair was cut short, and he had a large smile." After a pause, she added, "His teeth were very white."

Song Jia had described a classic meme of a former basketball player during the 21st century, Yao Ming. It became a famous sticker emoji during the 23rd century, so she could describe his features perfectly.*

Mr. Yao, I'm very sorry. Your face has become a wanted criminal now.

His gaze fixated on her. A sinister and ruthless light flashed by, causing one to fear him. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. It was a faint smile but the feeling it gave her was terrifying.

"Jia, don't let other men carelessly touch you again." His fingers trailed over the crook of her neck and her shoulders. "Understand?"

Song Jia's body trembled underneath his touch.

Xiang Feng grabbed her shoulder with his hand and pushed her down. He straddled her thighs and knelt above her. With this, he held her in place completely.

"Xiang Feng..."

"If I eat you, I wonder what your flesh would taste like?"

Song Jia stared at him disbelievingly.

"I'm human!"

Not pig trotters or sirloin steak!

Xiang Feng ignored her. He clamped his lips onto the crook of her neck while moving downward ever so slowly, as if taking his time on deciding where to bite her.

"Y...you can't!" Song Jia was about to burst into tears.

Wuwu, this grandma isn't tasty! Pick something else to eat!

Song Jia felt something hot and moist lick her shoulder. It was as if all the nerves on her body was focused on that spot, making her feel the sensation of his tongue on her skin very clearly.

And then he dug his teeth, until the skin eventually split.

Blood flowed.

"Ahh!" Song Jia whimpered. Her voice was weak and fragile, like a kite barely holding onto its string.

She didn't think that he would actually bite her!

Her voice seemed to have electrocuted something inside him. Xiang Feng started licking and sucking, trying to get every last drop. The sweet scent of her blood flowed through his lips, warming his mouth and his heart. He licked until the wound stopped bleeding. He then forced his lips off her, her blood coating his lips and his chin.

Song Jia was dazed looking at him. Could it be...Xiang Feng came from a vampiric origin? It would explain why he always went crazy at the sight of blood...

Hungry lips crashed against hers, immediately putting a stop to her train of thought. Hot and slick, his tongue twined with hers again and again, his mouth sliding over hers like a conqueror bent on possession. There was a faint taste of blood mixed between their lips.

Like what Song Jia had expected, it was another crazy session of doing papapa.