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"Squeak—"
The closed door was pushed open by a pale and slender hand, and the shadow slowly swept from the light-colored carved wardrobe to the side of the bed.
The moonlight on the window sill was cold, and the budding roses swayed in the wind, just like the ivory-clean skin of the hostess, without a trace of blemish.
She was lying with her back facing him, her black hair glowed like satin, twists and turns scattered on the edge of the tulle skirt, it was a beautiful scene.
One side of the soft bed caved in deeply.
The slight sound of cloth rubbing against each other slipped past my ears.
The man's chest pressed against the thin back.
He was keenly aware of the stiffness of the opponent's body, although it was only for a moment.
Fan Zhuo narrowed his ice-blue eyes, stretched out his long arms, and simply put the other person into his arms, and said in a low tone, "Are you running away from me?"
"… No."
"Then why don't you dare look at me?"
He asked aggressively.
After a while, the other party slowly moved around and turned to face him.
The eyelids were lowered, blocking the light.
"Well-"
Lin Lang let out a cry of pain.
Her chin was grasped by a large palm like iron pliers, and there was a burst of pain that was enough to make people twitch.
"Are you scared?"
His eyes were deep, and his calm tone revealed a touch of blood, "Why, is God's promise so untestable? You said that you like me, a despicable monster, and every time you are kissed, you are ready to go The consciousness of death. Could it be that these words... are you lying to me?"
Lin Lang shook her head and said in a low voice, "No. I'm serious."
"Are you serious?"
He repeated.
Before Linlang could say "yes", she was frightened by the man's horrified eyes.
Stared blankly at him.
"Since this is the case, then prove it to me." He slowly released the palm that clamped her jaw, and stroked her cheek and earlobe in a tender gesture.
He undid the belt, and the bathrobe on his upper body fell off. When doing this action, those blood pupils kept staring at Lin Lang, shining with a ghostly luster.
The skeleton is tall and the lines are clear, like a perfect work of art.
The masculine hormones are strong and aggressive, invading every inch of her skin.
He put his hands next to Lin Lang's ears, and as his body slowly lowered, the shoulder blades on both sides protruded like mountains, forming dangerous edges and corners, which were strangely strange.
Her clenched teeth were forcibly pried open, and the sharp thin blade twisted the soft petals violently.
The icy breath swam in her sensitive restricted area, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, the hair on the back of her neck involuntarily stood up, with tiny bumps.
Chilling fear spread all over the body.
Because of fear, her legs curled up slightly, unconsciously forming a defensive posture.
However, the next moment, her defense was roughly removed by the other party.
"Tear it—"
The narrow waist broke through the gap between the knees and squeezed in fiercely. The clothes on her chest were torn apart, revealing a pair of beautiful collarbones.
Greedy blood is awakened.
He frantically kissed the untouched field.
Under the richness of the feast, the blasphemous sinner fell into a dream of disorientation.
Until he tasted the liquid running from his neck.
Salty and bitter.
He is awake.
But she stopped looking at him, turned her face sideways, and looked at the swaying flower shadow by the window.
The crystal clear teardrops continued to slide down, slowly sinking into the temple hair next to the ear, which was wet.
She gave up struggling and resisting, and lay obediently under his body, like a delicate marionette, her eyes were empty and scattered.
"Oh, what is this?"
It's ridiculous.
A cold-blooded demon actually believed God's lies.
The corner of his mouth was slightly drawn, revealing a sense of sarcasm.
The weight on Lin Lang's body suddenly lightened.
His vision was plunged into darkness.
The sheet covered her face and body.
"Snapped!"
The door was locked heavily.
No more sound.
In the middle of the night, a full moon hangs on the heavy sky, and occasionally a few carriages roar past, and the surroundings are silent.
In the narrow dark alley, someone was carrying a wine bottle and walking staggeringly.
"Boom—"
He fell down in an old wooden box.
"Sir! Sir! Wake up!"
The shoulders were shaken vigorously.
The drunk slowly opened his eyes, and the clear blue gemstones were filled with hazy water.
The girl was fascinated by the beauty, and was momentarily stunned on the spot.
This drunk, unconscious man living on the street was wearing the most decent suit, and his handsome silhouette looked glamorous under the dim light.
"... Kaka?"
He squinted his eyes and asked hesitantly.
"Sir, you are mistaken, I am not. Sir..."
The girl's entire face was red, because the man's hand touched her neck, caressing her tenderly like a lover.
"No..." he murmured, "It's better not to be."
"What do you say, sir? What isn't—"
The girl's rosy cheeks twitched suddenly.
The sharp blood-colored fangs pierced into the fragile neck of the human being.
Kill without mercy.
Look, from beginning to end, he is such a cold-blooded and selfish monster, how could he change himself because of an inexplicable relationship
He is a blood race, and human life is just a toy for him. Killing as much as you want, is as easy as trampling on an ant.
Was she disappointed that she didn't follow her script and become a kind and benevolent vampire
It's ridiculous.
If the vampire no longer desires blood, he will sooner or later become another lamb for slaughter.
How long can he live without this pair of fangs? She doesn't understand, understands nothing.
Blood poured into the throat, but it was not as sweet as imagined.
Vaguely, there was another smell.
Like the smell of her long hair every morning.
It was like a warm and sunny afternoon, the hostess was boiling hot water in the kitchen, and the fragrance of tea was pervasive.
"The one who protects me, the one who is always unwilling to hurt me, is a man who calls himself a despicable vampire."
He always remembers what happened in the clock tower of time.
She was so sincere that she gave him the palm of her hand.
Close your eyes and trust completely.
Fan Zhuo's body stiffened.
"… roll."
He squeezed a word between his teeth.
The girl stared blankly at her.
"Get out of here before I change my mind."
With his fingers resting on his brain paralyzed by alcohol, he held back his desire to kill.
"gentlemen… "
The girl raised her head weakly.
"...Fuck off. Don't make me say it a third time."
Before he finished speaking, a beautiful flower of blood bloomed from his chest.
"Zi-"
The girl held up a silver dagger, her eyes widened in horror, revealing a trace of madness and complacency.
"Devil, go to hell!"
She poked deeper.
His hands were bloody.
Veins protruded ferociously on Fanzhuo's forehead, he swallowed hard, and struck the girl's neck with a sharp palm.
With a click, the neck bone shattered.
The girl slipped softly from him.
Fan Zhuo frowned in disgust and stopped looking at her.
A sharp silver dagger was stuck in his chest, and a large amount of blood gushed out, soaking the snow-white shirt inside the suit. Suppressing his cough, he stood up slowly while leaning on the wall.
The result was futile, and he fell into the abandoned wooden box again in embarrassment.
The wound was almost fatal.
The other party seemed to be able to predict the position of his heart in advance, and hit it with precision.
The severe pain made every nerve in his body tremble, making a whine.
He gritted his teeth for support, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
"Da da da-"
The sound of leather shoes stepping on the stone slab.
At the end of the alley, a group of black shadows slowly moved over.
Until the true face is revealed.
"Second brother, why are you in such a mess?"
The leader was a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes. He didn't wear a coat, only a loose frilly shirt was unbuttoned to the third button, showing his romantic and unruly character to the fullest.
Followed by Nofiler, wearing an exaggerated and gorgeous costume did not take away the focus of his exquisite appearance, just like a prince in the Middle Ages, with slightly raised eyebrows and eyes revealing a dignified atmosphere.
Fan Zhuo passed behind them without a trace.
All twelve younger brothers were present.
It was still at his most embarrassing and dying moment.
The coincidence was just right, and he had to doubt the girl's identity.
"Are you trying to rebel?"
The elder brother was lying among the scarlet blood stains, his expression was calm, and there was no panic.
He had long expected such a day to come.
Benefits are paramount, and there has never been any brotherhood among blood clans.
Weak people don't even have the qualifications to linger on.
"Rebellion? Well, I don't like this word." Toledo said with a smile, "To be precise, it should be an ingenious scheme. Second brother, I never asked you anything since I was a child, but you know that I am right Elder sister is interesting, you tied her by your side unscrupulously by relying on your status as the eldest brother."
Since a strong man can do whatever he wants, why can't he be the strong man who can do whatever he wants
"From the day you took her away, you should have known what crazy things a jealous admirer would do."
Toledo carelessly placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.
"Unfortunately, your arrogance has underestimated your opponent."
So the opportunity was presented to me.
The young man slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the spike of the sword swayed against his brother's chest.
A pair of cruel eyes reflected on the thin blade.
The smile on his lips faded suddenly.
"Second brother, this is the last time I'll call you, brother. If you want to blame yourself for falling into this fate with no bones left, you can blame yourself for being careless and underestimating the enemy."
His sister can only be him.
He will remove the obstacles in front of him one by one.
Even if it is stepping on the flesh and blood of his elder brother, he will sing triumphantly all the way.
It can't be his fault.
Ah.
The blood of the vampire is cold.