Chapter 19 — Blood Descendants
Soran saw a woman. To be accurate, a bewitching woman with revealing attire. She had light blonde hair and extraordinarily pale skin, and she was leaning back against a tree. A young man buried his head in her bosom, kissing and pinching the exposed snowy mounds. Her blue veins were visible under the icy moonlight. Soran's sight was strong; he could clearly see that the young man was sucking a dark red grape, licking and nibbling it, while his hand rampantly ran over her voluptuous body, making its way toward Eden.
Soran’s footsteps were light, but the bewitching lady still easily discovered the lurker, looking straight at him with her jade eyes. Her tongue ran over her dark red lips, and she said teasingly, “This must be my lucky day.”
The young man at he
