The vicious supporting actress has been cleansed again

The night slowly rises along the sea level, infecting the entire sky, the blackness meets the treetops, and the sky is full of fine stars.

Huarong was sitting on the supercar with the beer she brought in from Walker's house, her legs were casually crossed over the steering wheel, it was supposed to be a bohemian and free attitude, but she abruptly covered her knees with a thick blanket to cover up her amorous feelings .

It was already night at this moment, because the excitement and excitement of drag racing had already faded away.

After winning the championship, Huarong distributed half of the bonus to Walker as agreed, and went with them to the carnival party organized by herself. She was so excited until the evening before driving to the top of the mountain.

A round white moon hangs in the sky, and it should be a full moon today.

There are picnic cloths spread out on the grass, and there are piles of snacks and Coke beer. Monet is squatting aside and fiddling with the position of the camera. His quiet profile looks particularly harmless.

No one could have guessed that this beautiful boy who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old had lived for centuries, and had countless wind, rain and blood on his hands.

There has never been peace in the world of vampires.

Hua Rong took the last sip of beer, crushed the beer bottle and threw it on the ground, then took out two long bottles of wine from the small refrigerator on the car, got out of the car, and walked to the side of the vampire.

"Is it done?"

A cold touch came over his face, and Monet reached out to catch a bottle of beer, and raised his eyes suspiciously.

Huarong was wrapped in a blanket, prying open the beer bottle with one hand and taking a sip, her alcohol-stained eyes were foggy, like moonlight flowers with dew in the morning.

She put the beer on her face with a smile, her black hair was like seaweed, and she almost sighed with emotion: "It's so cold, this is delicious."

Monet looked at the pure eyes of the other party and the seductive demeanor exuding unconsciousness, and thought to himself: It looks like the banshee described in the book that absorbs the soul.

Counting the first meeting, this is already the second time to accompany this weak human being to watch the sunrise on the top of the mountain.

Monet sat cross-legged on the blue and white striped picnic cloth imitating Huarong's appearance, and adjusted his sitting posture somewhat restrainedly.

Mr. Winster, who had always been well-mannered, had never experienced such an experience, cheering loudly in a crowd that smelled of sweat and alcohol, nor had he ever sat casually on the ground.

All of this was caused by Huarong.

"Snapped."

His straight back was suddenly patted.

Huarong stretched out her foot and kicked Monet's calf lightly and lightly, and said with a good-natured sneer: "Relax, it's not to participate in the presidential election when you come out to play, it's boring to be so serious."

Monet was not angry when he was kicked, he relaxed his back obediently, and even opened a bottle of beer and sipped it.

The sounds of insects and birds sounded from time to time around, and a harmonious atmosphere spread between the two of them. Huarong had a good capacity for alcohol, and she drank a little too much for a while, feeling a little dizzy.

"Huahua, are you willing to go back to Winster Castle with me?"

In a trance, Huarong seemed to have heard Monet ask some question about whether he would like it or not, and subconsciously replied "yes, ido."

"Then I'll tell Sisi to give you to me after I go back, since she didn't transform you anyway..."

Monet nodded in agreement, and drew on the ground with a small wooden stick, as if he felt that what he said was very reasonable.

Only then did Hua Rong realize it, and quickly interrupted him.

"Wait what you just said, I didn't hear clearly."

Monet licked his lips, and rarely said seriously: "I said I wanted to snatch you away from Sisi."

Huarong was dumbfounded.

Boy, are you trying to grab a woman from your own daughter?Not too good, this is too exciting~

[Host, if your tone were less wavy, maybe I would feel bad too. ] The system stays calm.

"Would you like to be my partner, Hua Rong?"

Monet's mouth was astonishing, and he didn't know what was wrong with saying such words.

Huarong couldn't accept it for a while, and even stuttered when speaking.

"Isn't that good, I treat you like a brother but you want to fuck me?"

"No, I just like being with you." Such blunt words made Monet blush, lowered his head and drew circles on the ground.

"But I only love Lady Cecilia, and I only want to be her property for the rest of my life, and I don't like to find a man as a partner." Huarong was startled, slowed down, and refused very righteously. Monet's affection.

Because you are not the protagonist, boy, although I love beauties, I still have to do tasks for the sake of my dog's life.

Huarong looked at the vampire who bowed his head and said nothing because of his words, and secretly lamented in his heart and system that he loves flowers when everyone sees them, which hurts the fragile heart of the beautiful boy.

Damn, I'm still too young to learn what's wrong, I have to learn to rob women.

Hua Rong felt that she had too much responsibility on her shoulders, so she thought for a while and planned to say a few words of comfort to a beautiful young man who had lived for centuries but was rejected for the first time.

Then she squatted next to the beautiful boy, stroking a few hairs happily, and her tone was extremely gentle and loving.

"Good boy, no no no, Master Winster, you just haven't seen a fresh and refined human being like me, so you find it fresh. Let me tell you that it's wrong to rob women, especially with Cecilia. Do you want father and daughter to turn against each other?"

Harmful, it's all about being cowardly, talking sweetly but actually not daring to do anything earth-shattering.

Huarong was secretly sad that the beautiful boy she had finally won over was about to leave her, but somehow felt that Monet seemed to have been silent for too long.

"Huh? Momo?"

Huarong felt that something was wrong, she silently moved back a few steps, but Monet, who found out, grabbed her arm and pressed it on the grass.

The moonlight was hazy, and Monet's appearance had become somewhat different before he knew it.

The eyes were as bright red as ruby, and the chestnut hair that originally only grew to the neck quickly stretched to the waist, falling down like a waterfall, enveloping the two of them.

The wide white shirt was stretched and protruded into two shapes that would never be found on a man's body, and his facial features were no longer indistinguishable from male and female, and became more feminine in an instant.

Huarong looked at the vampire who suppressed her in bewilderment, and guessed the identity from the vaguely recognizable face, it was Monet.

"You, you, can vampires grow instantly?! No, shit, aren't you a man?"

No matter how you look at this slender figure and upright shape, it is impossible for him to be a man!

The weak and beautiful boy transformed into a beautiful woman with big breasts and thin waist in a second, this sexual transformation is too frighteningly scary!

The grown-up Monet leaned against the face of Huarong lying on the grass, with a cold and arrogant expression, but his eyes flashed with confusion.

She subconsciously imprisoned the person under her hands, controlling her with a force that would not hurt Huarong, she opened and closed her thin lips, and spit out a few words.

"So hungry."

The moonlight shone on her, making her look like a fairy and a devil, but she just looked down at Huarong, her sharp canine teeth slowly exposed, biting towards Huarong's neck.

"Don't, don't, brother is not a sister. It's immoral for you to do this. I'm from Cecilia."

Huarong was startled, feeling that her life was at stake, and she didn't dare to piss off Monet, who was clearly insane now, in desperation, she broke free from the other's shackles, raised her hand and sent it to the vampire's mouth.

Bright red blood dripped down his arm, Monet shook his head in dissatisfaction and wanted to change places, but Huarong pulled his hair to soothe him.

"Good boy, I can only drink this for you, don't make it difficult for me, okay?"

Strangely, the vampire, who was on the verge of losing control, miraculously calmed down, knelt on the ground and hugged Huarong's body, greedily sucking/sucking the girl's blood.

Under the moonlight, sorrel and black were intertwined and chaotic, and the smell of blood spread far and far in the forest.

This night, Monet's transformation was too strange and terrifying, and the way he left was also very speechless.

As the sun rose, Huarong sighed, walked up to the camera by herself and made a "yeah" gesture, resignedly looked at the empty location and the mountain road where the castle was far away, put on her backpack and carried it Go down with the camera.

Damn Monet Winster, he pretended to be a pretty boy and lied to her, but he left after sucking his blood, so he left the car anyway!

The journey was far away, Huarong was thinking while walking, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

Damn you!No wonder Cecilia was so relieved that she slept with her old father every day, his meow Monet was not a man in the first place!

He is a woman!She usually wears a flat chest and calls her daddy, the kind who transforms into a 36d seductive sister when the full moon arrives!

Huarong was so angry that she couldn't laugh and trembled, feeling that she was cheated by Monet and Cecilia.

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The author has something to say:

There is a reason for Monet's change. He is indeed a beautiful boy in ordinary words, but it may not be so when the full moon happens. The next chapter will explain it clearly. No. 1 beauty is offline, No. 2 and No. 3... ready to go online, head tilted, the stupid author has already written enough words for the list, so I will not update the manuscript for the past two days, update it on Thursday, love you! (Super loud!)