Chapter 301 The Sick Vampire Brother ([-])
Fu Xin couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

This is the world of real cold-blooded animals.

It was too easy for Feier to notice her expression. He could see every movement of her facial muscles. Then, relying on his good ability of observing words and expressions, he carefully pondered what she meant, and came to the conclusion——she I don't like this scene.

"Yvette, I'll take you to the terrace."

Phil took her hand and walked towards the terrace.

The breeze on the terrace blew away the strong smell of blood in the air.

For the blood race, this smell is a fatal temptation, but for Xin, there are only two words circling in his mind, and he wants to vomit.

"If you don't like it, just tell me, I don't have to bring you to these places."

When Fer said this, his expression was still calm and indifferent.

Fu Xin raised her head and glanced at him in a little surprise, those dark golden brown eyes were shrouded in a layer of moonlight, exuding a more brilliant luster, even allowing people to see clearly the scenes reflected in his pupils things.

I really want to know how the eyes of these vampires see the world, are they the same as humans, or do they feel differently?
Fu Xin put her hands lightly on the railing, and suddenly asked curiously: "Fair, are you like them?"

Forgive her for not being able to call him the word "Brother". Although she knows that Fair has good intentions, as long as there are no other vampires around, she chooses to ignore this rather "interesting" address.

"them?"

Fair recalled what she had just seen, and immediately figured out who the "they" were referring to.

Of course, it refers to those extravagant and elegant vampires.

"Like them. What do you mean?"

When he speaks, there is always a sense of indifference, that kind of tone is like a feather passing through people's hearts, like a dragonfly touching water and caressing people's hearts, it always makes people feel a subtle feeling in their hearts.

Fu Xin knew that what she saw was just the daily life of a vampire, but she still couldn't help asking: "Will you be like them? After sucking blood, then leave it aside."

It's like smashing a glass vase with your own hands, and then you hate the glass shards, and you don't want to look at them.

Her eyelids droop slightly.

Seeing what the blood servant has experienced, a sense of desolation rose in her heart in vain.

They were seduced by the sweet words of the blood race, and finally they were left aside after being drained of their value, which is pitiful and deplorable.

But at the same time, what Fu Xin was most afraid of was whether Fair would be as cold-blooded as they were.

Because she suddenly found that Feier was almost watching her every move, and then created the most comfortable environment for her. She took to the terrace, away from the troubles.

Such delicate thoughts made Fu Xin secretly surprised, and then lost his mind for him.

As far as she saw, every nobleman of the blood clan did the same thing just now, and she reasonably suspected that this was the nature of the blood clan, which was seductive but ruthless.

Phil stared at her for a moment, savoring the emotion she felt when she said it, and then realized that it was a more repressed emotion.

"No, never, never will do this to you."

His fingertips brushed over hers, and then lightly rested on the back of her hand, like a butterfly staying in a fragrance, lingering a trace of intimacy.

A gust of cool wind blew, and Fu Xin felt the coldness in her fingers, so she couldn't help curling up her knuckles, but he directly wrapped her fingers around her, as if trying to warm her up with icy temperature.

Fu Xin pretended to be nonchalant, turned her face away, and inadvertently met a figure at the bottom of the balcony.

It's Curtis.

(End of this chapter)

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