Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

The black-haired vampire leaned casually on the plush chair, his left hand rested loosely on the carved golden armrest, and on his middle finger was a gold ring inlaid with rubies in intricate patterns. His slender and white fingers curled slightly, pointing The tip is slightly pink.

The elbow of his right hand rests on the armrest and he clenches his chin into a fist. His eyes of the same color as his hair are as deep as obsidian, his long black eyelashes are like crow feathers, and his snow-white skin is like a sculpture. There is no trace of blemish. The jaw line, the blush lips that are not pointy, no matter from which angle you look at it, you are an extremely handsome guy!

His Majesty the True King is really a very qualified model. He looked at the boy who was holding the pen for a moment, and would not move if he said nothing.

This is not discharge, this is not discharge, this is not discharge, good-looking people look at everything as if they are discharging and seem to be passionate.After all, he used to be an LSP who didn't care about men and women, Lan Yanshi licked his dry lips, put down his pen and stretched out his hand to the side, and the servant with the tray at the side immediately poured him a cup of sweet tea suitable for drinking.

As an old-fashioned antique aristocrat, Winster's clothing is as exquisite as other aristocrats. Today he is wearing a thin white velvet coat. The buttons and cufflinks are all gold inlaid with large diamonds and some small broken diamonds. , inside is the same white silk shirt, the neckline is dotted with some lace, and there is a red gemstone in the center, which is really gorgeous.

"What did you learn today?" Winston asked in a low voice. His voice was relatively deep, and the rhythm of his words was also the unique and gorgeous accent of nobles.

Lan Yan couldn't help but wonder if the vampire used mind reading skills on him again, saw through the essence of his SP, and began to tempt him like a demon.He cleared his throat, tried not to meet the vampire's eyes, and replied, "I learned some phonetic symbols."

"Which?"

Lan Yan told him the learning part.

"I'll test you."

Lan Yan: "..."

The oil painting took a long time, so he could only outline the outline and apply intermediate colors first.

Not long after, old vampire Meg Carter came in, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Tommy is here." Tommy Shelley, the eunuch and bel canto singer.

"Let him wait first," Winster said.

"No need, Your Majesty, let's get here today, the rest needs to wait for the paint on the canvas to dry." Lan Yan put down the brush and said to the servant. "Move it to a ventilated place."

Winston stood up and walked over to Lan Yan to have a look.

Lan Yan lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, it's already late, so I'll go to rest first."

Winston waved his hand.

Walker had been standing not far behind Lan Yan, and the two went out together. When they passed the corridor with tall and narrow windows, they just met Shelley, who was led by the servant, and Shelley rolled his eyes. Stopping to make a mockery, Lan Yan's walking rhythm didn't change, and she ignored it with a blank expression.

Since he didn't have a title and title yet, Walker didn't have to salute him, and the master and servant ignored him at the same time.

This is very angry, you are ready to launch a skill attack, but the opponent not only dodges, but also devours all your skills, and double critical strikes, the most deadly!

Shelley bit her lip, stomped her feet, and left angrily.

Back in the room, the fireplace was already burning hot, Minian had already warmed up the bedding, and the big wolfhound named Little White Dog was lying on the carpet in front of the fireplace and dozed off. Hearing the sound of Lan Yan coming back, he immediately shook it enthusiastically. Tail stood up to greet him.

Walker went to change clothes, and there were only Minian and Lan Yan in the room. He first hugged the dog who was about the same height as him, and then asked Minian: "Aren't vampires X cold? As far as I know, they should be It needs special stimulation to ignite enthusiasm, why do I think His Majesty is very diligent in summoning his lover?"

Special stimuli, such as killing, blood...

With an innocent face on his face, the child asked such SP questions as if nothing had happened.Minnie Anteng groaned, her face flushed, she stammered and said angrily, "You, how do you know, who told you this?"

Her reaction seemed to be molested by him, which made Lan Yan a little embarrassed. She touched her nose, and what he thought was normal, to the ears of the people here, it seemed like some shameless pedant the same.

They should be quite open.Lan Yan thought about it, but in fact, it was only because Lan Yan lived in the slums of Kenbat before, the women there were mostly prostitutes, and they were willing to do anything for money, so they looked open, but in fact, people like Minian Women from good families are relatively conservative.

"I'll just ask, it's fine if you don't know." Lan Yan turned around, sat down on the chair at the desk, and opened the homework left by Bai Ri's teacher, her pink cheeks became hot and flushed unknowingly.He was just asking casually, just curious, please don't make such a fuss! ! !

"That's right, but in fact, Lan Yan, blood races and humans can't, can't do that." Minian said shyly, covering her face. "When the blood lord is too enthusiastic, too..." She couldn't find a suitable adjective, and finally could only say. "In short, the human body can't bear it, you know?"

Lan Yan turned her back to her and shook her head. She didn't know, but LSP was very exciting to hear what you said.

"Then why does His Majesty keep calling Shelley?" he asked.

"That's because Mr. Shelley is a singer, and His Majesty likes his voice, so he often asks him to sing. If, if, if anything happens to His Majesty, it must be Mr. Shelley's honor, because he will at the same time First embraced by His Majesty, transformed into a blood race." Minian looked at the flames in the fireplace, her eyes seemed to be glowing with dreams.Perhaps, she also had hoped for something.

Lan Yan raised her eyebrows, that's it.He spread out his notebook and began to practice the writing taught by his teacher.

"It's very late now, you should write tomorrow." Minian moved the candlestick closer to make it easier for Lan Yan to write.

Lan Yan shook her head: "She will come to check tomorrow morning." The vampire asked about his study status tonight, and he didn't want to be criticized and laughed at because of this.

"It might snow at night. The road is blocked, and she can't make it by herself. Brian will have to send a carriage to pick her up. At that time, it will be early in the morning, maybe at noon, and you have enough time. Minian came to the window, opened the curtain and looked outside. "It's already under, Lan Yan, you should rest early, you are too thin and need a good rest."

Lan Yan turned her head and looked out of the window. The vampires' favorite night had already dyed the thick glass window black, and the flickering candlelight turned it into a mirror.The child inside has silver hair and fair skin, with delicate features like a doll, holding a quill in his hand, sitting on a wooden chair by the desk, and his feet can't reach the ground. .

His position is relatively far from the window, so he can't see it, and he can only see it when he gets close. The fluttering snowflakes fall to the ground silently.

He stayed up late to finish his homework, and before going to sleep, he dragged out the small mahogany box that Minian gave him under the bed, and counted it again under Walker's contemptuous gaze.

One thousand gold coins is really a huge sum of money. Even if he has the opportunity to leave now, he can only take part of it with him. However, the weather outside is too bad. He is afraid that the money will be robbed before he can find a place to live. He was also frozen to death, and the picture of the little match girl finally freezing to death on the corner of the street played automatically in his mind. He rolled over in the warm quilt, hugged the little white dog, and closed his eyes, not in a hurry , he had to find a suitable opportunity.

In the early morning of the next day, it was snowing heavily, and the female tutor who taught Lan Yan to read and write did not rush over, but Lan Yan felt a little stuffy, and sat on the bed dizzy with the quilt in her arms. No, Fuli scolded her, and Brian went to take the old doctor Ivan Joyce and his apprentice over.

Lan Yan drank some vegetable soup on the bed and vomited it. Minian's eyes were red, she helped him to feed him water to rinse his mouth, and then raised his head, Lan Yan found that there was a noble real king at the door.

"Good morning, Your Majesty," he said.

Winston nodded: "Good morning."

Minian quickly put down the things in her hands to salute, and Winster waved her hands: "You don't have to wait until night, you can also draw during the day."

Lan Yan looked out the window, it was daytime now, even if the vampire didn't sleep, the oil painting wasn't done yet. "I can't draw today." He said.

As long as the sun is out and there is no sunlight, vampires can go out during the day without entering daydreams.

He misunderstood the meaning of vampire.

"I'm afraid you will die young, so let's change the drawing time to daytime." The black-haired vampire said.This is the truth, Lan Yan has been seriously injured three times.

Lan Yan gave him a thumbs up and said with a smile, "I mean the same thing."

The child was obviously very weak, and his cheeks were sickly red, but his silver eyes still shone like broken diamonds, and when he grinned, he was still very bright, pure and clean like a little angel.

Yes, like the angel Winster once saw in the church on the territory of the church, it doesn't mean the appearance, but the feeling, that kind of pure, clean, and beautiful feeling.

Winston rubbed his fingers unconsciously, sat down on the chair beside Lanyan's desk, and asked Minian, "What did Joyce say?"

"It is said that I have caught a cold, and I gave some medicine..." The brown-haired maid lowered her head and rubbed her fingers. "Foli has gone to cook the medicine." She was afraid that Winster would punish her, and wanted to say that the stove had been burning all night last night and hadn't been extinguished, but she didn't dare.

Fortunately, Winston knew it wasn't her fault, so he turned around and flipped through the homework that Lan Yan had put on the table. "It's ugly," he said.

It's ugly. Who doesn't write ugly words when they just learn a language?

Lan Yan rolled her eyes and reached out to him: "Give me the pen and notebook."

Winston picked up the quill and dipped it in ink, and handed it to him along with the writing book.He watched curiously, not knowing what he was going to do.

Lan Yan brushed a few lines on it, which was very cursive and had a unique and beautiful cursive style.

"This is your text? What did you write?" Winston asked after taking it.

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Woohoo, my nutrient solution has been pumped. I smoked it last night, and there are more than a dozen bottles missing! ! !hateful. LSP, come and read with me, Laosepi!