Chapter 162


    Arabe suddenly twisted her eyebrows in pain, and her pink rhombic lips turned pale in an instant.


    Soon, Keh regained some sanity. This mad, ferocious, bloodthirsty impulse terrified him, and he


    felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.


    He quickly pushed her away.


    Arabe opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyshes trembling. "Mr. Lucero, is your illness


    acting up again? Let me have a check..."


    "Don''t touch me!" Keh got up quickly and went to the bathroom. "Go to sleep."


    He locked the bathroom door.


    Seeing this, Arabe thought, "Every time he gets sick, he will ask me to leave. I know that a man like


    him has invible pride and dignity, unwilling to show his embarrassing side to me.


    However, he can''t save himself.


    His locking himself in will only make the situation worse."


    Arabe reached out and knocked at the door. "Keh, open the door quickly. I am a doctor, and I


    can help you...I know you are in pain now. Open the door and let me check on you!"


    In the shower room.


    Keh stood tall and handsome beside the washstand. The faucet was turned on, and the cold water


    gurgled out. His handsome face was all wet. His slender, bony fingers clung to the washstand with so


    much strength that the skin on his hands tightened greatly.


    His mouth was still full of the sweetness of Arabe''s blood, and it made him very excited.


    His fine chest began to rise and fall. Keh looked up and looked at himself in the mirror. Now his


    narrow eyes were clouded with a bloodthirsty rage, and he looked sullen and ghastly.


    A lot of voices suddenly echoed in his ears, and many people said the same sentence repeatedly, "He


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    is a crazy man. He is a crazy man!"


    Keh slightly narrowed his eyes, and all the noise slowly faded away, leaving the anxious and


    nervous call of the girl outside the door, "Keh! Keh!"


    His whole world was filled with her voice.


    Keh turned off the faucet and went to open the door.


    Arabe, who was standing outside, was about to knock again when the door suddenly opened.


    "Keh, are you alright? You..."


    Arabe bumped into his red eyes as he was staring at her gloomily and fiercely.


    With such a gaze, he looked like an out-of-control beast staring at its prey, which was creepy.


    "Keh..."


    Keh looked at her and said hoarsely, "I''ll give you onest chance. Leave here."


    Arabe shook her head slowly. "I won''t go."


    Keh grabbed her slender wrist and threw her into the soft bed with several vigorous strides.


    Arabe felt a little dizzy. At that moment, the mattress on the side of the bed sank, and Keh had


    Arabe struggled for a moment. "Keh, what are you doing? Don''t do this. Let go of me!"


    Keh leaned over to her delicate neck and bit her on the thin veins.


    Arabe was in a cold sweat from the intense pain.


    Then his big hand fell on the buttons of her nightgown, and he pulled them off abruptly. After that, he


    began to nibble at her skin, infatuated with the sweetness of her blood.