Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 235 The Sea of ​​Flowers in Memories
"it is good……"

After a long time, she answered softly as if returning to her senses, and the confusion in her eyes became more and more intense.

The things that suddenly popped up in her mind told her that she was Della Vanjo, the heir and human child of that pure-blooded family, so she possessed warmth...

She should have completely transformed into a vampire, but because of Ives, she kept this special.

Is this the truth?Without half a sense of substitution, it's like listening to a stranger's story and living someone else's life.

"Della, here we are."

The hand has been led to this place by the cold hand.

It should be early morning, but this place is still shrouded in a hazy mist, here...you can see the sky...

The chestnut-haired girl looked up, the sky reflected in her wine-colored eyes was gray and lifeless, she suddenly felt a dull pain in her heart, it shouldn't be like this...

Suddenly, her forehead was bumped, and Daila came back to her senses, covered her head reflexively, and stared at those deep blood pupils with clear eyes.

"Della." He bowed his head and lightly touched her forehead, "I'm not inviting you to look at the sky in a trance..."

Elvis' voice was a little hoarse, like a low piano sound. Della looked up, and a large white flower hit her eyes.

Like growing snowflakes, when the wind blows, some tremblingly beautiful petals flutter in the air, and some even float towards her, brushing the long chestnut hair blown by the wind, falling on the corridor gorgeous and elegant above the floor.

"what is this flower?"

The corner of Della's mouth raised a shallow smile, revealing a lovely pear dimple.

"White bellflower."

Ives actually doesn't like this too pure white color, and all the magicians don't like it, but I have to say, this kind of white full of vitality is really suitable for her, that kind of clearness and warmth...

He stretched out his hand, and a five-petal white platycodon flower in the air was pulled over and fell into the palm of his hand.

The black cloak was raised as he walked, and the handsome man with a dark aura gently pinched a pure white flower with his fingers, walked behind Della, and pinned it in her hair.

"Pretty, isn't it?"

Elvis' voice was very soft, and he didn't know if he was talking about the sea of ​​flowers in front of him or something else.

"If those senior members of the Senate know, I'm afraid I, Elvis Dracula, will think I'm crazy."

Build a beautiful castle, plant pure and beautiful flowers... and then imprison a girl of a hostile race in it desperately.

They already knew they were crazy, didn't they?At the moment she died in front of him, time stood still, and Elvis' eyes turned a violent red that could never be restored.

A young junior made the decision to betray the immortal clan and sneak attack on Lord Ning Shu. Although those prince-level blood clans agreed that it was feasible, it still made people feel terrible.

"Ives, thank you, I like it very much."

She turned her head, like a pure angel, falling into this chaotic demon realm.

The Duke, who was rumored to be cruel and ruthless, had gentle eyes at this moment. As long as it was a word from her, he would be willing to do anything for it.

"This is your favorite flower in the past." Elvis seemed to think of something, with nostalgia in his eyes.

A prince took him to visit the legendary Sikong family. When he lost his way to the pure white ocean, he met her, dressed in a strong suit, sitting in the sea of ​​flowers wiping the knife in his hand.

Flying snow-like petals fell on her long chestnut hair, and it was the first time for him, a person who loves black and red, to feel that kind of beauty, so pure that his heart trembled...

It's a pity that his glance made her aware of it, and she teleported over and put the knife on his neck... so close, she even remembered the fragrance of platycodon flowers.

(End of this chapter)