Splish splash…
Having restored his original appearance, Qin Yu felt great pleasure as he turned on the faucet to start bathing.
A moment later, he cracked open the bathroom door, "Sister Yan, hand me my clothes!"
"Sister Yan has gone to move the car; it was blocking the way. I'll give them to you, Mr. Qin!"
Murong Qingcheng, carrying the clothes she had brought, picked out a set and walked towards the bathroom.
"Thank you!"
Qin Yu reached out to take the clothes.
However, he felt his wrist being grasped by a pair of soft, boneless hands, and he sensed his vital blood beginning to drain away.
Looking at Murong Qingcheng again, her long black hair fluttered slightly, and her normally clear eyes had turned blood red.
"Mr. Qin, quickly close the door, I can't control myself!"
Murong Qingcheng still retained a bit of rationality; as much as she longed to elevate her cultivation, she couldn't possibly suck the vital blood of Qin Yu, her benefactor.