"It's hard to drink."
Oswald stared at Wen Ying in disbelief, looking like he was about to spit out, "What did you do?"
The bitter taste spread on the tip of the tongue. For a vampire who always tasted the wax no matter what he ate, this was a new experience. He couldn't even judge whether this taste was called bitter. The blood he drank from the cup had only astringent taste, but this time the hot bitter taste lingered in his mouth like medicine.
He resisted the urge to retch.
The girl lying on the bed is very beautiful, her appearance has the mysterious and sweetness of the orient, her face is like a bright moon, her lips are like water chestnuts, her silk-like black hair flows on the pillow, but her pale cheeks have no trace of blood, and she has lost seven points. Li, like an unpainted puppet doll.
At this moment, she moved her lips, her pale lips were tinged with dark purple, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito.
Oswald didn't hear clearly, Winston's slender figure tilted slightly, "I think Miss Sakura said 'I'm hungry'."
Oswald: "..."
Who the hell is hungry? !
Wen Ying was worried about offending the other party, so she didn't speak again.
The reason for the blood change is exactly what she did.
That is a food converter she got from the Jinjiang River. It is aimed at food, allowing the chef to inject his own mood into it when cooking food, and truly achieved the line in the tear-jerking inspirational film and television drama "You are happy When you do something, the things you make will also make people feel happy.” Z942121 reminded her that this prop is also effective for special groups of people.
It's very interesting. Wen Ying just thought of her own situation. She is also a kind of food for vampires, so she tried to transform the melancholy in her body into her blood. I didn't expect it to be successful. Her blood probably became worse than bitter melon juice.
Now, at least this one will not have any "unreasonable thoughts" about her for the time being.
"I don't want to drink this kind of inferior blood anymore. It's worse than a blood bag." Oswald said gloomyly, "Tell William that he has the nerve to 'bribe' me with such inferior blood. Don't think about it." I agree with his claim!"
"Okay, my lord." Winston said, "I think, maybe proper eating can help improve the quality of her blood? After all, before this, you once sighed that 'her warm and fragrant blood is better than cold blood." The blood bag is much more delicious', perhaps as Ms. Sakura said, it is only because she is hungry that the quality of the blood changes."
"Shut up!" Oswald exasperated. "Can't you stay in moderation for one more second without my permission?"
Winston bowed, "Of course."
Oswald's complexion was not good when he was hungry, but he finally accepted Oswald's proposal and said before leaving, "Feed her." The blood he drank all year round was provided by the hospital The quality of the bags varies according to the health status of the population, but the blood preserved by cryogenic technology is not as delicious as the freshly extracted blood from the human body.
So he didn't immediately give up his "human blood bag" with Osmond.
"So, what would Miss Sakura want to eat?" Winston asked gently and politely.
"...all." The feeling of dizziness made her unable to think of any specific food for a moment, and the only thing she could think of was fried bat meat.
But she dared not say such a thing.
"All? Humans are incredible."
Winston sighed, after all, for a vampire, the only thing that can enter is blood. He gave her a meaningful look before following Oswald away.
The death crisis is temporarily lifted.
The food in country Y is not as good as the various delicacies that Wen Ying ate in the previous world in terms of appearance and taste, but it is not without delicious food. For hungry people, the appearance is clean, moderately salty and sweet, and it also contains Something with calories is already a supreme delicacy. With a weak stomach and unable to fully digest, Wen Ying could only painfully restrain her appetite and eat slowly.
It's not that the original owner has eaten here, but the frequency is very small. People in the castle are reversed day and night, and the nighttime is shorter than the daytime. They only need one to two meals. The original owner couldn't make ends meet, so he would naturally become weaker and weaker.
Alicia appeared when Wen Ying looked out the window. Looking down from the high tower, you can see a spring on the grass in the courtyard. The center of the spring reflects the beautiful shadow of the castle, and the floating anemones are like bustling clouds arching the castle in the water. Regardless of the gloomy owner of the castle, the castle that has gone through time is like a wise and charming old gentleman, making people addicted to his charm.
Alicia interrupted her thoughts.
"Sakura!" She trotted into the room, "I heard you're starving to death?"
The innocent French girl blinked her eyes, expressing her feelings frankly, revealing deep worry.
If Wen Ying didn't know her true identity, she might believe that her worries were true. Most of the fallen angels don't have a sense of identity with the mission world, and look at all changes in the mission world as outsiders, aloof. Even she can't deny that she occasionally plays.
Exactly what type of angel Alicia is remains to be seen.
She regretted, "I'm sorry, we were locked here together, we should share weal and woe, but I failed to notice your situation in time."
"Did you really not notice?" Wen Ying asked back.
"I'm really sorry... They are so hateful! They suck your blood and don't give you food, just like capitalists! Oh, no wonder capitalists have always been compared to vampires."
Alicia turned her attention elsewhere, complaining about her vampire brothers. She said with a little worry: "I told you to resist with me, why didn't you do what I said? You see, they dare not suck my blood."
Wen Ying replied coldly: "Alicia, I'm not you."
The character of the original owner is not so much cowardly and dare not resist, more accurately, it should be bullying and afraid of toughness. In the country Y school studying abroad, there are a group of courtiers under the skirt by virtue of the image of beautiful oriental dolls. Her vampire brother, she immediately shrinks back, like the villainous supporting actress who shines through Alicia in this story.
However, even without Alicia by her side, the original owner's behavior was really not good, and she didn't leave a good impression on the brothers, and of course she couldn't do things that were too contrary to the characters.
There was a glint of pride in Alicia's eyes, which disappeared quickly, and she said regretfully on her face, "That's true, but it doesn't matter, Sakura, I think everyone has their own advantages, and you can definitely find what belongs to you. Now— Let's go, I'll take you to eat, if you don't dare, I'll push you behind you so that they don't dare to underestimate you!"
"Actually, the butler has already brought me food..."
"Oh, how can those be food, it's like pig food!" Alicia said angrily.
However, such wording is invisible to make people feel uncomfortable. If Wen Ying eats pig food, then what is Wen Ying herself? For those who are already thankful for having food, this is an expression that suddenly widens the gap between the two. Because she can easily eat what she calls "human food".
Fortunately, Wen Ying's blood has not been taken these few days, and she can eat enough food, which made her gradually relieved, and she has the strength to walk around, otherwise Alicia's movement of holding her and running would be even worse. The big one could have caused her to fall to the ground.
She thought Alicia was going to take her into the kitchen.
At this point in time, the other party has obtained some rights and can move around the unimportant part of the castle. Even her room was moved to the side where the sun can shine under her strong request, so the prisoner smelled Although there were two beds in Sakura's room, the other one had fallen to dust.
Unexpectedly, however, the bold Alicia took her to the restaurant where the two brothers had dinner. Crystal chandeliers hang from the high vaulted ceiling in the dining room, but they are not turned on even at night—the owner of the castle doesn’t like too much light. The silver tableware with the family emblem will make people slow down and be afraid to enter.
But Alicia doesn't care.
At this time, it was their meal time, and they were accidentally interrupted by someone who forcibly broke in. Their cold faces did not show an overly surprised reaction, maybe because it would make people look like a fool.
Oswald put the goblet filled with blood on the long table, with a mocking smile on his face, "What about your upbringing?"
"Go to his upbringing, you can allow me to eat, why can't you allow her to eat too?"
"Oh, it's fun to haggle with us for a food," said Oswald meanly. "Is this another of your rebellious spirits, instigating others to join you?"
Alicia said viciously: "Come on, Oswald, eat food, eat food, come and suck my blood if you have the ability!"
The two brothers are so alike, with the same golden brown hair, the same gray-blue eyes, even the movement of slowly putting down the wine glass, and the sarcastic smile on the face are almost exactly the same, accurate to the change of the arc.
At least Wen Ying was completely unrecognizable.
She had a perception in her heart that Alicia probably used some kind of prop.
The two brothers lived for more than a hundred years, and almost no one could recognize them except Winston. At this moment, Alicia easily recognized them. Oswald was stunned for a moment, and even Osmond couldn't help it. He looked up at her more.
The hearts of vampires are not so easy to move, but for them who are fickle, this moment of shaking is enough to allow them to allow some of her assertions.
Wen Ying was allowed to eat at the table.
Although vampires only need to drink blood, there are still a lot of exquisite dishes on the dining table that they don't need, just like a beautiful background wall, the dancing flames on the silver candlesticks shine on it, flashing a flowing luster , as if this is food made of wax, especially frightening in such an atmosphere. Especially if they're still drinking the blood of unknown people.
For the first time, Wen Ying had no desire to eat when she was hungry.
But Alicia didn't seem to be particularly uncomfortable. It may be that she has been in contact with the two brothers for many days and has regarded it as normal.
If it is said that she has become a guest here, and there are servants dedicated to her, Wen Ying is more like an atmosphere that is ignored by others. No one served her, sitting at the end, and even the food in front of her was given away by Alicia and placed in front of her.
This undoubtedly further reflects the disparity in treatment between the two.
During the period, Alicia also quarreled with Oswald and overturned a nutrition product, because Oswader said that it was to raise her so that she could suck blood. She immediately conveyed her spirit of defiance.
Mention blood, naturally mention another person.
"Is her blood still bad?" Osmond asked his brother.
Oswald shrugged.
"If you try it again and it still tastes bad, then it has no value in existence."
The final ultimatum came out of his mouth coldly, as simple as spitting out a fishbone that stuck in his throat.
"How about—" Oswald looked at Wen Ying, "Can you set a time limit?"
Letting the food decide their own death date, this kind of cruel behavior seemed normal to them, they didn't even move their eyebrows, but instead looked at each other, the corners of their lips were a little playful.
That's probably why they ended up putting her on the table.
Alicia wanted to stop, but Osmond licked the rim of the cup and smiled, "Or, do you want to replace her with yourself?"
The uncertainty of the two obviously made Alicia hesitate for a moment, but before she could speak, Wen Ying, who was at the bottom, made a sound first.
"... seven days."
"It seems that our little snacks are eager for us to taste." Oswald gracefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a napkin, and said in surprise, "Actually, you can say a hundred years."
"Really… "
"certainly-"
"no."
Osmond sang and sang with him, and the two had a good meal with a smile on their faces. They were so full that they looked easy to talk to. But soon, one of them—after they stood up, Wen Ying couldn't tell which one it was—pointed to the thick soup that supplemented nutrition and said, "Bring this to her, drink more."
This "she" refers to Wen Ying.
Alicia was puzzled: "But I've knocked it over!"
"There's a lot left, isn't there?" He glanced at Winston. "It's shameful to waste food."
Facing Alicia's apologetic gaze, Wen Ying glared at her lightly, but it seemed that the two brothers had seen it. When their eyes swept over, she shrank her shoulders and obediently took the nutritious soup brought by the servant drank it down.
The seven-day deadline is not nonsense for Wen Ying. If it is shorter, it is not good for her. She still wants to raise her for two more days. If it is longer, they may not agree.
She had a plan, a plan she had had since day one. The current situation makes her very passive, and she must break this situation in order to have unexpected gains. But what she is going to do is very dangerous, not like Alicia's rebellious spirit revealed by bickering, but something that will threaten her personal safety.
But if she didn't do it, although she could sweeten her blood and make them reluctant to kill her, she would become their blood bag forever.
No one falls in love with a dim sum dish.
She opened the drawer in the room, and sure enough, she found a love potion inside.
There is a reason why this kind of item that is only traded on the black market is found in the room where the human girl is held. In fact, the one in her hand originally belonged to Alicia, but they didn't use it for Alicia in the end, and left it in this room.
It probably never occurred to them that she dared to use it against them.
The seven days passed quickly, probably for her surplus value, enough nutrition was delivered to her bed every day, but she was never allowed to go to the dining room, and she was still on the tower every day Closed, Alicia was not allowed to see her again.
When the deadline was up, she was shown to the room where they were.
In the center is a luxurious, majestic and exquisitely carved coffin, but its owner has ruined its majesty, and he is sitting on the coffin board with his legs crossed. Seeing Wen Ying's appearance, he waved his hand lazily.
Wen Ying felt an attraction in an instant, and brought her to him in an instant.
She almost forgot that vampires have some special abilities.
"... Oswald?" she guessed.
"No, I'm Osmond."
"oh… "
He reached out and lifted her chin, looking disgusted, "Don't try to identify the two of us like Alicia, you can't recognize."
In fact, he is Oswald, but it only takes one denial, and they can easily overturn their judgment, which shows that these people are just guesses, and no one can be as sure as Alicia, not even Winston. When there is no mistake.
Probably, even the most intimate twins hope that someone in this world can distinguish them, which means that he is unique.
His fingertips touched Wen Ying gently, but his eyes were extremely cold. He doesn't like people who bully the weak and fear the tough, and it just so happens that she is such a person.
Without any extra words, and he didn't need the food's permission to start, he casually stabbed the blood tooth into her wrist.
Wen Ying could sense the opponent's pause, and then the blood poured into the opponent's mouth in a faster and faster way. In order to make herself palatable and induce him to eat more, she tried her best to recall pleasant memories. However, his body temperature, which was as cold as death, still made her shiver unconsciously.
"It's so sweet." Oswald murmured, the taste was completely different from the last time, the viscous blood, exuding a sweet fragrance, slid down his throat, leaving an evocative taste.
He couldn't help licking the drop of blood that was about to slip off her wrist, as if he wouldn't let it go.
"I can't help but want to stay with you for one more day."
Even if he doesn't care about his "food" anymore, he knows that drinking it multiple times will definitely cause harm to her body. But as soon as he finished his warm words, his fangs pierced deeper into her skin. In order to satisfy his desire, he rolled all the way up, pierced her neck without mercy, and sucked blood.
In addition to the sweetness, there is also a wonderful taste mixed in it, which makes blood-red light gradually flow in his pupils.