The porridge came from a three-star Chinese restaurant, known for its jujube and white fungus porridge, which was good for nourishing the blood. Su Qiluo had about 700cc of her blood drained by Chen Shang last night, a quantity that would not cause any health risks. Chen Shang had used all his willpower to barely control himself, and that was when he wasn't even hungry, as he had consumed 2000cc of blood before heading out.
Su Qiluo's blood seemed to have a deadly allure, and after drinking just about 700cc, Chen Shang felt an unprecedented surge of strength in his body. On the [Skill Enhancement] panel, the progress bar for his bloodline upgrade had risen by six percent. To put that in perspective, consuming 2000cc of an ordinary person's blood would barely move the bar by 0.1%.
Because of this, Chen Shang had firmly decided to claim Su Qiluo as his own. He was even prepared to improve her treatment, going as far as to buy her a blood-nourishing breakfast.
As Su Qiluo sipped the porridge, she mumbled, "So, are you a vampire?"
"Sort of, but the proper term should be 'blood clan,'" Chen Shang replied. Su Qiluo had already been earmarked as his long-term blood source, so there was no need to hide the truth from her—plus, it wouldn't be easy to conceal it anyway.
"So, if you bit me, will I turn into a blood clan too?" Su Qiluo asked, unconsciously touching her neck.
"No, the blood clan has a very strict transformation ritual. Simply being bitten won't turn you," Chen Shang explained, though he silently added to himself, "Unless the one biting you is a high-ranking noble."
"Does that mean I have to let you drink my blood every day? Even if I ate jujubes as meals, I'd still die eventually," Su Qiluo joked while continuing to drink her porridge without any hint of fear.
"It won't be that frequent. I'll only take your blood when it doesn't affect your health," Chen Shang assured her.
"Afraid the police will come after you if I die?"
"It's just that your blood tastes too good. I wouldn't want you to die," Chen Shang replied casually.
Su Qiluo suddenly looked up, staring into Chen Shang's eyes, and asked, "How many walking blood packs like me do you have?"
Chen Shang gazed back at her, a smile tugging at his lips. "You're currently the only one. If nothing changes, I won't take in any other blood sources either. It's hard to find someone as delicious as you."
Chen Shang wasn't lying. Blood like Su Qiluo's was extremely rare, and hers was probably among the finest of special blood types. To a blood clan, Su Qiluo's blood was irresistibly delicious.
Upon hearing that she was his only blood source, Su Qiluo felt an inexplicable surge of joy. She quickly rationalized it, thinking, "He only has me as his blood source, so he wouldn't kill me easily. I'm just happy I can live a little longer, nothing more."
Still, she remained somewhat skeptical of Chen Shang's words.
"Just my little bit of blood is enough to sustain you?" she asked.
Chen Shang reached into his pocket, pretending to retrieve something, then pulled out a blood bag from the [Streamer's Inventory]. "As long as you have enough money, you can buy pretty much anything, right?"
When Su Qiluo saw the blood bag in his hand, she believed him. After all, Chen Shang had already shown her his wealth—throwing around hundreds of thousands without even blinking. This guy was clearly an insufferably rich person.
After finishing the jujube and white fungus porridge, Su Qiluo stretched lazily before standing up from the bed. "Where's my dress?"
Chen Shang handed her the black Lolita dress, neatly folded and placed on the chair.
Su Qiluo took the dress, but as she reached to unbutton the white shirt she was wearing, a mischievous glint flashed in her eyes. She tossed the dress back to Chen Shang and said, "You put it on me!"
Chen Shang rolled his eyes. "Do you really not care about being seen naked?"
"Well, you've already seen it, so I don't really mind anymore," Su Qiluo replied nonchalantly. After all, the white shirt she was wearing had been put on by Chen Shang, so her statement wasn't entirely wrong.
Without further comment, Chen Shang helped her put on the dress.
"How does it look? What's your impression?" Su Qiluo asked as she twirled on her tiptoes.
"Just ribs, nothing worth looking at," Chen Shang shrugged.
Hearing that, Su Qiluo gritted her teeth in anger, glaring at Chen Shang. "Pervert! Go to hell!"
Su Qiluo still had classes to attend at school that day, and Chen Shang had no intention of keeping her by his side. He decided to take her directly to school.
Just as they were about to leave, Su Qiluo suddenly turned to Chen Shang and asked, "Are blood clans really unable to be exposed to sunlight?"
"Why? Are you trying to figure out my weaknesses so you can kill me?" Chen Shang joked, smiling.
But Su Qiluo didn't respond, instead staring at Chen Shang with a serious expression.
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