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At the time of hunting, the banquet hall was empty, only three figures remained.
One was lying on the sofa as usual, with his legs crossed, his brows and eyes covered by soft light brown forehead hair. The other is the twin brother Nuo Feile. I don’t know if it’s Lin Lang’s illusion. This little guy seems to be a little taller. Before wearing a white shirt, he still looked childish like a student, but now he looks a little more youthful. Tough, the shallow dimple on the collarbone is getting more and more sexy.
He was sitting on a bright red high-backed chair, with slender fingers and prominent knuckles, clutching a glass with only a trace of red wine liquid left, looking bored.
Since the incident on the top floor, Nofiler's state has become more depressed than his younger brother, and he has no interest in doing anything. To the surprise of all the brothers, this guy is not "picky eater" anymore.
The last time I played too much, the twins were punished by Vanjoy to drink animal blood for a month, and the brothers who lived in Enfield Castle took turns to become the little devil's vent toys. That September was definitely the darkest and most broken period for the brothers .
Nofiler became "good", and Zmixi also felt that teasing a person was a bit boring, and he stayed in the room all day, not knowing what he was playing. However, the twins finally calmed down, and the elder brothers finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The teenager looked at the luster of the glass under the light, and seemed to be lost in thought.
A hand suddenly came across and pressed the other side of the cup.
The instinctive awareness of the body made Nofiler clenched the wine glass in his hand and pulled it towards him. The other party didn't expect him to snatch the thing back, and fell into his arms without paying attention.
It wasn't until the black hair spread out on his thighs that the boy really woke up, a trace of tension appeared on his delicate face like a rose, "Sister—"
Lin Lang restrained her surprised expression, smiled, and lay down. Her ankle-length hair slid down the gap between the boy's legs, winding on the bright red carpet, like the darkness melted into the blood-colored molten liquid, thick and Chaos, binds creatures bewitched by her.
"What are you thinking? Are you so distracted?"
The familiar dialogue has changed to a different protagonist.
Lin Lang stretched out her hand and played with the dark green ribbon around his neck, feeling cold to the touch.
"Is the wine still awake?"
Nofiler shook his head hesitantly.
"What's that?" She turned sideways and randomly picked up the cherries in the fruit plate. After cleaning, the smooth red skin was stained with crystal drops of water.
The young man stared at her as he ate, his bright red lips became soaked and covered with sticky honey.
"Here, here you go."
Her long and pointed scarlet nails pinched the thin stem of the cherry, lifted it in mid-air, and handed it to his lips.
The act of feeding naturally reveals a touch of intimacy.
Nofiler opened his mouth and bit it without hesitation, and with a sizzling sound, the bright red and sweet penis exploded, and some juice splashed out messily.
"Nofil—"
The eldest sister who was resting on her lap frowned in displeasure, little dots of cherry juice adorned her cheeks and ears, and gorgeous flowers bloomed on her pale skin.
"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you wipe it off for your sister?"
She twisted the soft flesh around his waist, "Why, are you happy to see my sister in such a mess?"
Nuo Feile suddenly held the other side of her face, bent down, and a thick shadow crawled from her chin to the end of her eyes.
On the face, something wet, cold and greasy floated leisurely, as if a very solemn ceremony was being held.
He hooked the tip of his tongue and rubbed the cherry juice back bit by bit.
The ribbon on the boy's neckline slowly fell to her neck.
The young man lying on the sofa opened his eyes.
"Nofil, stop messing around. You're making my sister itchy." She tried to push away the vampire dormant beside the blood vessel, but when she touched his chest with her palm, she was grabbed by her ankle again and held her tightly.
The blood race has no temperature, and Nuo Feile's whole body is as cold as ice, and the air is very cold.
"Sister, don't move, Nuo Feile will clean it up for you."
He buried his head in the woman's neck, his voice hoarse and dry. His emerald-like bright eyes were covered with a faint mist of blood, and the aroma of his hair seduced him, gradually turning into the vertical pupils that are the symbol before eating.
Lin Lang sensed danger.
"Nofiler."
The cold voice forcibly pierced a hole in his confused nerves.
Nofiler paused, and raised half of his face from the thick black hair.
The vertical pupil, which symbolizes the unknown, narrowed slightly, showing a strange indifference, without much patience inside.
Setet held his head in both hands, his eyes fell on the chandelier on the ceiling, and his tone was always casual, "Aren't you going to be on stage the day after tomorrow? You don't need to read the script and recite the lines?"
Lin Lang was attracted, "On stage?"
The sudden interruption made Nofiler extremely upset, but he still maintained a graceful demeanor towards his beloved elder sister, the hostility in his vertical pupils gradually subsided, and he became that harmless and delicate young man again, "Yes , a famous play, Twelfth Night, about the adventures of a twin brother and sister."
"Twin brothers and sisters?" Lin Lang raised her eyebrows and asked enthusiastically, "Is Xixi going to disguise herself as a woman?"
The twin elder brother's emerald green eyes flashed through the deep haze, and returned to normal in an instant, and answered her in another way, "My brother lost the bet."
"puff-"
Lin Lang couldn't help laughing, half of her fingers covered her red lips, her eyes shone brightly, "That must have pissed him off."
The younger brother's character is even more out of character than the elder brother's, and he is the most worry-free existence among the thirteen brothers. Although his appearance is more feminine, the twins are quite disgusted by being praised as a girl, let alone actively dressing up as a girl. The skirt is made up.
Nofiler glanced at her, slowly let go of his hand, and sat up straight again. He fiddled with the hem of the cuff with his fingers, "Excellent actors can't choose roles, regardless of gender."
The danger of extreme depression lurks in the flat tone, waiting to be ignited at any time.
Naturally, Lin Lang would not be the first fool to be burned. With the sound of her skirt rubbing, she turned her spine slightly and turned her face to him.
This act of invisible intimacy really pleased the twin brother, his estranged brows softened, and he put his hand on the elder sister's waist, "Then sister wants to see the rehearsal of Nofiler?"
"Of course, not only to watch the rehearsal, but also to be there on time for the performance." Lin Lang pinched his pointed chin, "This is our little one's performance, no one can miss you without you."
The younger brother was coaxed happily by her, and the left corner of his mouth showed a small white canine tooth, "Then it's a deal, my sister must come to see me. Otherwise, Nuo Feile will not be happy."
Lin Lang flicked her tail finger, "Pull the hook."
"Hook."
There was a bright smile on the boy's face.
At this time, a strong smell of blood wafted from a distance, and Nuo Feile's cold nerves suddenly tensed up. The sacrificial offerings personally selected by the Elder's House, the sweetness of blood is beyond imagination.
Nofiler could almost imagine the scene of his brothers eating like crazy.
"Baby, do you want to go?" Lin Lang moved her neck, motioning for the boy to help her up. "No, sister, just lie down, and Nuo Feile is not going anywhere."
The boy showed a rare and tough side, and held Lin Lang down to prevent her from moving.
Lin Lang had no choice but to lie down again, pretending to be asleep. The cold hand lingered on the side of her neck, caressing her tenderly.
One of the most direct ways for vampires to express their love is to suck the other party's blood, and let my blood be stained with your breath.
Lin Lang was always on guard against these dozen or so wolves, and was worried that the other party would make a surprise attack, catch her and bite her unexpectedly. In this case, she usually strikes first.
The female prince was stupefied in her sleep, subconsciously grabbed the wrist of the other party, made a lingering gesture of interlocking fingers, and then stuck it to her face.
Nofiler was stunned for a long time.
The most active period of their blood race was the Middle Ages, when Rome fell, the church was corrupt, and the corpses left over from the wars of the kingdom continued to build up on the conquered territory, conflicts, bloodshed, ignorance, and violence. In the twisted dark age, people were conservative and numb.
For the first large-scale integration of the blood race into human society, they naturally had to be rulers, so they learned aristocratic etiquette, learned the six arts of knights, and because of their special status, they always kept a cautious and rational distance, and rarely got close to humans. As for the same kind, let alone, the cold-bloodedness of each other is well known.
In the glamorous Vanity Fair, they are the protagonists, and they can chat and laugh happily with every woman. In fact, the blood race is extremely repulsive to the drama of intimacy, because what is preserved in their bones is still the tradition of centuries ago.
From birth to now, it was the first time that Nofiler intertwined with a woman's fingers.
In human society, this is the power that only the closest lovers are entitled to.
The beautiful boy squeezed even tighter, there was no gap between the fingers of both sides, and the emerald pupils shone with a strange and satisfied color.
Lin Lang fell asleep on Nofiler's lap for a while, and it was already late at night when she woke up, the banquet hall was full of shadows again, and there was a sweet smell floating in the air.
Avril Lavigne experienced the most terrifying day ever, her neck, wrists, arms, and thighs were all densely packed with blood holes.
Fortunately, the vampires were somewhat restrained, they didn't drain her blood immediately, but planned to fatten her up before slaughtering them like captive domestic animals.
Lin Lang didn't care about the fate of the heroine, she went upstairs after saying a few words, and Nuo Feile followed her, sent her to the door, and then turned back to her room.
There were some unusual noises in the room. He looked up and saw that his younger brother who looked the same was playing with the Lorimas rose on his bedside.
"What are you doing here so late?"
Nofiler quickly pulled out the rose and inserted it into the water again.
"Brother, among the hobbies we stipulated, we don't have the option of liking white roses." The younger brother's smile was extraordinarily bright.
So, who is this for
"Occasionally it's good for decoration." Nofiler didn't change his face.
"Oh, that's it." The younger brother smiled even more happily. He stroked the front of the collar with clean fingers like a work of art, untied the sea-blue ribbon, and slowly peeled off the translucent buttons around the neck.
The elder brother turned his head and saw his younger brother's beautiful collarbone and the looming skin under the shirt.
"what you do-"
It came to an abrupt end.
The beautiful crystal bottle reflects two intertwined figures.
The younger brother hugged his elder brother from behind, the strength of his arms was astonishingly strong, like iron tongs.
Breath brushes against the sensitive side of the neck.
"Brother, you have betrayed."
He said in a firm tone.
Nofiler stared directly at the dart on the door, "Brother, I don't know what you're talking about."
"You are definitely a traitor." The younger brother repeated paranoidly and indifferently, "Your body, your heart, and your blood are telling me clearly that you are no longer the brother you used to be. We are twins. Having a child, the same blood flows, we have the most sensitive telepathy in the world. Brother, I know what you are thinking."
"You fell in love with that woman! That Medusa who tempted you to fall!"
"Zmixi!" The elder brother shouted angrily, "Pay attention to your attitude towards your sister!"
The younger brother chuckled, "Look, you really are an out-and-out traitor. Our brothers have been inseparable since we were born."
"We have been the rulers of the empire, and we have also been notorious pirates. We have lived in resplendent palaces, and we have kept each other warm in dirty sewers."
"Riding horses together, learning swords together, hunting together, singing, painting, and wandering everywhere."
"You are my shadow, I am your mirror, we will never be apart."
"But now—"
"You betrayed me."
Sinners do not deserve forgiveness.
Under the dim light, his younger brother's eyes were bloodthirsty and terrifying.