"Ah... are you a cat or a vampire?" Qingyi asked; he wasn't angry, just a little frustrated, his voice dripping with amusement.
Raising his arms, he saw a girl with short orange hair and bright eyes clinging to him.
Her nails left red marks on his skin as her fangs sank into his embrace.
Her back was arched, her ass rising gloriously as Qingyi's arm sank into the valley between her breasts.
"Nyan? What's a vampire?" Linyue asked, stopping biting Qingyi's arm.
She left some deep marks, but he didn't care much.
Qingyi just flexed his muscles slightly, pumping Qi into his arm. A single second, and all the marks disappeared.
"Creatures of the night, bloodsuckers," he said, patting Linyue on the ass, grabbing it for a brief moment.
They were now in the palace of the cat people's patriarch and, fortunately for Qingyi, there wasn't much ceremony.
