For about twenty hours, they stayed in the tree house and never left. There was no hunting, no anxiety or even worry.

Joan leaned on the soft cushion beside the wooden couch, flipping through the loose books in Caius' cabinet.Although vampires don't have much feeling for these hard and soft products, they won't feel any discomfort because no matter what kind of material they are, they are almost the same fragile.But what is amazing is that during these thousands of years, Volturi has always maintained an aristocratic lifestyle. Although it has derailed from the quality of life, it still requires the most stringent standards, continuing almost Vague and uncanny aristocratic demeanor.

Although it is just a very comfortable tree house for Joan, the wooden sofas, soft chairs, low bookcases with texture carvings and so on are all exquisite things.

When she was reading this novel, the deepest feeling she had for the Volturi was to express her gratitude for them.With their standard of aristocratic life, she had to go through the long succession of European food in the millennium, and she could hardly imagine Caius eating dry black bread, fire-roasted fruit, sour wine, etc., more elegantly than Speaking of these, blood can really be called incomparably delicious.

"Caius, do you remember what was the last human food you ate?"

"Probably minced meat or something."

"It sounds like the taste should be much worse than blood." Speaking of this, Joan suddenly thought of something, bit her lip and put down the book, turned to look at Caius and asked, "You have lived for thousands of years, how many times have you come across something with a similar taste?" Blood?"

"What is the taste?"

"...my taste."

"Probably more than 1000 times."

Joan listened to Caius say the number plainly, which was not the answer she wanted. She didn't know whether she was surprised, disappointed, or both, and stared at him with her mouth slightly open, without making any movement for a while.It wasn't until Caius curled his lips and looked up at her from the book that he realized that he was teasing her.

"You can still joke." When he was about to return to Volturi, he still had such interest. It seemed that he was really not worried about Ah Luo's answer.

"If I had met you earlier, I might have wanted to change you right away." Caius walked close to her, knelt down to look at her, and replied softly, "Your blood makes me unbearable."

"One of a kind."

×××

Sunset and sunrise, sunrise and dusk, the passing of a day couldn't be faster in such a comfortable environment.Although Caius was not in a hurry, he did not violate the habit of breaking the agreed time.

On the contrary, Joan felt a little nervous because of the confidence Caius had given her these two days.Just like a child's mood, if there is no expectation, there will be no tension and anticipation, but as long as you find yourself with a little possibility, you will become cautious and afraid of disappointing results.

She is in this state now, the more she harbors expectations, the more she fears getting closer to the answer.

Standing at the entrance of the Volturi Passage, she felt for a long time that she was still like a human being at this moment, longing for the strong sunlight to bring her courage, and wanting the warm breath to ease her emotions.She looked at the hot and scorching sun outside the cloak for vampires, smiled slightly, and quietly took Caius' hand, feeling healed instantly.

Walking to yesterday's lobby, the time flies as fast as if they had just left in the last second.

Ah Luo also stood three steps away from the chair and waited, the smile on his face didn't seem to have changed, and it seemed to have changed a long time ago.

Seeing the two people walking in hand in hand, they smiled even more, clapped their hands, and greeted them with a very excited tone: "What a wonderful couple!"

"It really touched me." The memory of yesterday seemed to be erased by him, and Ah Luo was always able to weigh and control it well, "I'm so happy, I can almost imagine your future."

"...It must be very beautiful." At this moment, Ah Luo really met Caius' eyes, and he returned to the perfect brother role before.

Caius didn't have any surprises about what Ah Luo said, and he was in a rare good mood, and was willing to cooperate with him at this time, "You are always so wise, my brother."

Ah Luo twitched the corner of his mouth, took two steps back, and turned his gaze to Joan, with a very natural and intimate enthusiasm: "My dear Joan, Volturi will definitely give you the most perfect wedding."

"I'm really looking forward to it." Ah Luo turned around and didn't return to his position, and waved to everyone on the spot.

After everyone agreed to leave, they turned around and took a deep look at Caius.He didn't speak for a long time, as if waiting for someone's words.

Caius reached out to him and nodded, "I believe you will not regret it."

The act of handing over his own hand is another degree of softening by Caius. Since Aro has made a compromise after retreating, he must also show his kindness. After all, on the one hand, they do have a relationship that needs to be maintained, and on the other On the one hand, Ah Luo can't always be at the disadvantage.Since he is willing to compromise, there must be conditions that he thinks are worth exchanging with.

One of the conditions this time included Caius' return.

After a long time, Ah Luo smiled again, put down Caius' hand, and faced Joan with a satisfied and pointed tone: "I also believe that you will not disappoint me, my dear Joan."

"Welcome to the Volturi."

"If you don't mind, I think it's time to invite the Karen family to the Volturi after a long absence." After a pause, he turned to Marcus who had been silent in the corner but did not leave, and continued: " Perhaps Carlisle misses the Volturi very much now and then, doesn't he?"

After a moment of silence, Marcus seemed to have just been stripped from a certain world, and responded lightly to Aro's casual question: "You are always right."

Maybe because he got a satisfactory answer, Ah Luo smiled even more, nodded towards Joan, then turned and left, leaving behind Caius and Joan, who were looking at each other, and Marcus, who was silent.

Now that Luo no longer objected to anything, Caius no longer planned to leave, and prepared to return to his original room with Joan.

Joan was led forward with Caius half-armed at the waist. She felt something in the dark and kept turning around to look into the hall. At some point, Marcus quietly raised his head and looked in their direction, his eyes calm and unwavering. Joan felt that his appearance was extremely sad.

She didn't know what to express to him, but she knew that whether it was sympathy or comfort, it was a superfluous and insulting emotion to Marcus.

She didn't say anything else, she nodded seriously at him, then turned and left.

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone!Good evening!

读者“我爱辣椒”,灌溉营养液+22018-04-2819:23:30

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