Chapter 152: The Man Who Interested the Saintess
Leon silently allowed Weiss to suck blood from the wound on this side of his neck. Weiss was extremely absorbed in drinking his blood, but Leon found it difficult to stay focused.
The current situation was like this: earlier, he truly had not thought much about it. The image of a Blood Kin sucking blood had naturally surfaced in his mind, and he had instinctively exposed his neck.
This posture was not much different from embracing someone while kissing their neck. His chin was practically brushing against Weiss’s cheek. At the spot where his neck was being bitten, he could clearly feel the warmth of Weiss’s lips and tongue. Every time her breath brushed past his neck, it brought a ticklish sensation across his skin.
The feeling was not unpleasant, but it was indeed rather awkward. Besides, there was nothing he could do right now except stand there motionless.
However, after some time passed, he could not help but grow worried. Even a werewolf’s physique could not withstand continuous blood loss forever. He had hidden here in order to recover enough strength to continue escaping. If he lost too much blood, he might not even have the strength to flee later.
“Um, hasn’t this been going on a little too long?” Leon softly tried asking.
Under these circumstances, he did not dare casually call out the other party’s name. Right now, knights across the entire city were searching for Weiss.
Weiss gave no response, as though she had heard nothing at all. She remained engrossed in sucking blood from the wound on his neck, even faintly showing signs of hugging Leon tighter.
“Stop for a moment first.” Leon tried to push Weiss away, but he felt a slight resistance. She even licked at his wound reluctantly.