The vicious supporting actress has been cleansed again

The air was momentarily plunged into silent embarrassment.

The delicate and naive girl pouts her pink lips, covering the vampire with a quilt like a koala, her black hair is scattered like black flowers in full bloom.

The vampire with chestnut hair and red eyes has a calm expression. No one can guess what kind of shock and indescribable words are hidden under this beautiful face that has always maintained a high and cold attitude.

Why is the human cub I raised getting more and more strange?

Cecilia fixedly looked at Huarong lying on her body, smiling brightly and refusing to come down, and said in a calm tone, "What can you do with me?"

Huarong blinked, rubbed her face on the soft quilt, and said softly, "Let me see if you calm down?"

"I didn't mean to make you angry today, so please forgive me, Master."

As she spoke, she rolled down from the quilt, clasping her little hands back and forth into the quilt, showing no sign of shyness at all.

The warm human skin pressed against her. Cecilia hesitated for a while before she was hugged tightly by the shameless human girl. She was not big but very soft and exuded a sweet smell. Fragrance.

The vampire, who was not in a good mood, instantly felt that he was surrounded by the fragrant spring breath, and his bad mood was gently soothed, and then poured in a sweet liquid.

Obviously a vampire has no heartbeat or temperature, but the feeling is a wonderful thing.

Cecilia closed her eyes, and once again seriously thought about whether she had accidentally exposed the other party to any strange race when she was raising Huarong all these years, such as wizards who are good at magic, or people who are good at smooth talk demon.

"I'm not angry."

Uh huh, woman, it's very duplicity.

Huarong lowered her eyelids, did not speak, but hugged Cecilia's arm tightly, and then put her head on Cecilia's shoulder, leaning her face up and said anxiously: "Really? ? But you don't want me to touch it."

As she said that, she suddenly realized that she was too close to the vampire, and she raised her upper body and shrank back a little bit, as if some fear was unavoidable because of the vampire's words today.

The warm skin was gone, and the irritability in Cecilia's heart resurfaced again, like ripples suddenly appearing on a calm lake.

Vampires always do whatever they want, they obey when they like it, and abandon it like weeds when they hate it.

Huarong was suddenly embraced by a hand, and the vampire's exquisite collarbone hit her nose sorely, and she couldn't help crying on Cecilia's body.

Can just a hug move you to tears?

Cecilia felt very surprised, but she was not used to comforting her, she just threatened coldly: "If you cry again, I will throw you out."

Damn you!I'm not crying, I just hit my nose and can't control my physiological tears!

Huarong slandered a few words violently, but in her mouth she complained coquettishly: "You are so fierce."

Being called fierce twice in one day, Cecilia, who was not good at words, just kept silent, and then played with the girl's soft and beautiful long hair, carelessly.

"Would you like to live in a cage?"

Huarong was taken aback for a moment, she was dumbfounded.

Isn't it, sir, is it so violent when it comes up?

Sure enough, I read you right, Cecilia, you really are an old pervert.

When the old pervert met the little lunatic, Huarong couldn't help but her eyes lit up: "Is this a cage specially customized for me by Master Cecilia? Huarong likes it, and it would be better if it was golden. I still want to I want roses."

Anyway, I've lived there long ago, and I've watched dozens of episodes of ghost movies with the system, it's the old place.

The little lunatic is eager to try, but Cecilia is lost.

Why did she suddenly say such, misleading things?

And what is the cage?Why when she looked at Huarong's face, a delicate and beautiful cage suddenly appeared in her mind.

The cage is golden, with a small golden lock hanging on it. It is covered with soft feathers and cushions, entwined with red roses and green branches and leaves, which looks very imaginative.

It was a cage for domesticated pets, and it was also a cage for canaries. Cecilia was startled by these inexplicable things that appeared in her mind.

Her memory seemed to be disconnected, which made the vampire feel very uncomfortable.

Cecilia closed her eyes and opened them again, looking at the young girl lying on her neck sniffing, her life was still very fresh, just like the blood in her body, gurgling and rich vitality.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she could hear those cells growing, jumping, and seducing.

The slender and cold fingers pinched Huarong's chin, forcing her to raise her head. The other party neither resisted nor resisted, but just followed Cecilia's movements and raised her head, as if she was willing to sacrifice herself.

"Is it okay to keep you in a cage forever? I don't want to see you, and I don't care about you, how?"

The hidden violence in the vampire's body was about to move, and the crimson in Cecilia's eyes gradually turned crimson, with an ominous light flashing faintly.

If Huarong answered yes, then this uncompromising vampire might really find a cage, put Huarong in it, and treat her like a domesticated pet.

There is a fine line between being human and being a dog.

Huarong's face was calm, and the sweet words of infinite sincerity were still revealed in her soft lips.

"You ignored me today, but I will still love you to the end tomorrow."

"As long as Master Cecilia is happy, you can do whatever you want, but don't leave the poor little pet behind?"

She was like a cat that would weaken and die if she left herself, wagging her tail and begging Cecilia not to leave, she was pitiful and soft, and could easily kill life with one hand.

Cecilia felt her killing intent for a second, and wanted to kill this fresh life, and wanted her to stay forever in the moment of begging for her favor.

But she was so soft, so sweet, even when she was begging, she would entangle herself sweetly, her eyes were wet, no matter how cold and hard-hearted she looked, she would soften a little.

Cecilia couldn't tell what she was feeling, she seemed to enjoy it or hate it, she simply didn't want to, bent down/body and bit the girl's neck fiercely.

The moment the warm blood poured into his throat, the restless soul completely calmed down.

Huarong narrowed her eyes, feeling the vampire's toxin injected into her body, a chill ran up her spine, she hugged the cold body in front of her even harder, trying to absorb the impossible warmth from it.

[Woo, Cecilia is so vicious and violent, I like it very much, but she is so cowardly QAQ I guarantee that she really wanted to kill me just now, this world really is not right! ]

The system was also trembling, hiding in the depths of the host's consciousness, not daring to speak.

Ah, this boss is so perverted QAQ

The rain-soaked fallen leaves cling to the stones by the stream, and the withered yellow leaves drift away along the water flow. The little ants try their best to stop on the leaves, but they are wiped out by the water flow and cannot be seen.

Huarong is wearing a soft Lolita dress with suspenders. The half red and half black skirt is printed with patterns such as strawberry cheese. The whole person is as beautiful as a doll.

Cynthia was still wearing a thin sweater A-line skirt, holding a black umbrella in her hand, slanted to block the raindrops.

She glanced at the beautiful face with her legs together standing straight, and then at the thin black cardigan on the other's slender shoulders, which was flipped open by the wind, revealing the delicate collarbone.

"are not you cold?"

It has just rained outside now, and it is still in the evening. The temperature in the forest will be much lower than during the day. Normal humans should feel very cold, at least they have to wear long sleeves and trousers.

Why is this weird kid in their family still wearing a suspender skirt that only reaches the knees, isn't it cold?

Huarong tilted her head, blinked her eyes, her black curly eyelashes went up and down like a small fan, her legs in milky white silk stockings with lace and butterfly print moved slightly, and the heels left light traces on the ground. mark.

"Do you think my lipstick looks good?"

Cynthia didn't know why, she looked down at her lips slightly, they were very beautiful, the lips were naturally upturned, and she didn't look serious when she wasn't smiling. The lips seemed to be painted with maple leaf-colored lipstick, which was very suitable for this season.

"good."

Cynthia has a twisted gender, even if she thinks she looks good, she won't say it directly, even if she thinks Huarong is as beautiful as a doll now, she will probably say "Barely".

Huarong rolled her eyes, and said from her pretty lips, "Of course it's pretty, I'm frozen!"

What kind of maple leaf-colored lipstick, the matte dark red looks like the color of autumn, it is obviously because she stood here early in the morning and was frozen by the cold wind.

Cynthia was speechless: "If you feel cold, you can go back and change. Lord Winster and the others haven't come yet."

Huarong glanced at the vampire in front of her strangely, then shook her head hopelessly, and resolutely refused.

Please, how can a girl's love for beauty be understood by you vampires who are not afraid of the cold at all, she managed to coax the opportunity from Cecilia to go back to Italy together, so naturally she has to dress up beautifully.

All vampires are beautiful, but I won't lose casually!

Look at the beautiful braided hair, translucent lace butterfly stockings, and the contrasting red and black skirt colors, which are exaggerated and flamboyant, coquettish and eye-catching.

Even if I go to Winster Castle, I must be the most dazzling cub.

There seemed to be a raging fighting spirit erupting from the little Huarong, which made Cynthia feel dazzled.

The black supercar drove slowly out of the garage, and the window slowly rolled down. Cecilia's cold face appeared there, and she honked the horn a few times to signal the two little guys blocking the intersection to get in the car.

"It's here."

Huarong happily ran towards the car with her skirt lifted, leaving Cynthia speechless while holding an umbrella.

Who said in the morning that he wanted to come out to breathe the morning air, so he insisted on pulling himself up and holding an umbrella to watch the scenery here, oh, human beings, it is so hypocritical.

The black car windows cut off prying eyes from the outside, and the rich rose fragrance changed from thick to light, leaving only a faint fragrance in the car.

Ah Luo's handsome figure kept retreating, Hua Rong turned around, and seemed to be able to see the old gentleman's dark blue bow tie and the smile in his eyes.

This was the first time she was allowed to leave the small town of Sicily after she came to this world. It felt very strange, like a small animal that was tightly chained finally broke free from its cage, and her heart was surging.

The soft pillow was hugged in her arms, Hua Rong stared out the window in a daze, then sneezed unexpectedly, covered her mouth with frowning eyebrows and coughed a few times, attracting the attention of several other vampires.

Cynthia's mouth was hard and her heart soft, she took out a thin sheet from the side and threw it over with a bad tone.

"Cover it well, don't infect me with the cold."

Holding the quilt, Huarong was in a mixed mood. She didn't know whether to be grateful or fearful. After thinking about it, she decided to say something nice.

After all, when she arrived in Italy, it was no longer a place for her to act recklessly. People had to bow their heads under the eaves. It was better to hug a few more thighs at critical moments.

The pretty girl tilted her head, used her usual tricks, and thanked her with crooked eyebrows. The starlight in her eyes was like a bright galaxy, which made Cynthia feel uncomfortable.

Just thank you, why do you have to use such disgusting eyes, it's so annoying!

The small town of Sicily is far from the nearest airport, the sunset is west, and when the night just fell, Cecilia and her party had just arrived at the parking lot of the airport.

Cynthia got out of the car, stood with Cecilia and others, looked at a certain human being who was sleeping slumped in the car, couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, and said in an evil tone: "Either, we just throw her away like this or Eat it, lazy and greedy, Bai Hua's family has so much money to support."

Monet shook his head disapprovingly.

Instead, Cecilia looked silent, and suddenly said after a few seconds: "It's too thin, the taste is not good, you can consider it when you get fatter."

Huarong in her sleep shuddered for no reason.

Three big men surnamed Winster stood in the parking lot and silently stared at a sleeping human being. There were several people wearing black robes and overcoats with hoods standing beside them. There were men and women, but they were all white-skinned. The fundus of the eyes has a thick blue and black color.

Huarong was woken up by a strange sight. Anyone who opened his eyes and saw several big black robes standing in front of him would have a faster heartbeat and blood pressure.

"Uh, are we there yet?"

With goosebumps all over her body, she got out of the car in a dainty manner, and then subconsciously leaned towards the most familiar Cecilia.

Even though she was covered in pitch black, Cecilia was still the one with the strongest sense of presence among the crowd. She deserved to be a world boss, and her sense of security was extraordinary.

The large black clothes were thrown on her body, Huarong subconsciously reached out to hold them, and then looked up at Cynthia, confused?

The beautiful vampire girl was also wearing the same black robe, half of her appearance was covered by a big hood, her beautiful face couldn't even see her eyes, only a pair of beautiful but mean lips.

"Put this on, and the time for the plane to take off will arrive soon."

Huarong put her arms around her clothes, looked at the black robe that she was holding onto her arm, and then looked at the few black robes around her, guessing that the extra ones should also be vampires.

The castle of the owner of the Winster family and the next owner is in the small town of Sicily, and in order to integrate into human society naturally, he will fly to this airport every time he goes to and from Italy.

Come to think of it, it's not surprising that there are followers of the Winster family here.

Hua Rong only glanced at it casually, then looked away, then tugged Cecilia's sleeve and shook it, with a sweet voice.

"My lord, help me put it on. I'm too short to fit."

She is full of confidence and expectation, and she seems to have no idea of ​​the embarrassment and embarrassment after being rejected.

Cecilia looked at her little pet as a demon indifferently. She was in a good mood when she was about to see Alisa, so she didn't care about Huarong's deliberate action at the moment. The robe is draped over each other's body.

This robe is actually much shorter than Cecilia's, but it still looks very petite on Huarong's body, especially after putting on the hood, her entire face is buried in the darkness and she can't see clearly.

Huarong naturally felt uncomfortable, she raised her head and wanted to lift the hood, but Cecilia grabbed her hand and refused.

"Wait until you get on the plane to pick it up. There are too many people at the airport. Try not to let humans see our faces."

The vampire's hands were also very cold. After Cecilia finished speaking, she lowered her head and buttoned Huarong's buttons. Her eyes were dark, not the usual crimson.

Huarong turned her head to look, and indeed she could vaguely see that the other vampires also had normal colored eyes, probably wearing colored contact lenses in order not to be too ostentatious.

"Okay, then you tell me to be obedient, so I'm willing to wear this dark thing, God, I can't see the way."

Cecilia felt helpless in her heart more than once, regardless of the surprised expressions of the vampires beside her, she touched Huarong's little head.

"I'll lead you away."

Huarong curled her lips, cutting, pretending to be shy and innocent, and they do even more shameful things almost every day.

The group changed into the necessary attire, boarded the plane in the private passage, and flew to the beautiful Italy.

On the plane, Huarong finally didn't have to be a little blind person, she couldn't wait to take off the hood on her head, and all she could see was the well-trained service personnel.

They are all beautiful, wearing standard stewardess uniforms, beautiful in average, with big breasts and thin waist, glamorous, but they are very nervous when they touch Monet and Cecilia, and the smiles on their faces are like molds. Just as raw.

Is it

Huarong lay on the table, observed for a few minutes, reached out for a glass of juice, took a sip, then handed it to Cecilia who was flipping through a magazine, and said, "It's delicious."

Cecilia doesn't like this kind of sweet and sour food. She likes food with a lighter taste, so she frowned and refused.

Huarong took back the juice regretfully, then shook the straw to stir the oranges in it, and asked very curiously, "Are all the people in this crew vampires?"

Cecilia nodded.

"Only this plane is there. The rest of the people at the airport are normal humans. They are all vampires cultivated by the family."

As long as it doesn't involve issues like her partner or the library, Cecilia is actually pretty easy to talk to, at least she won't do any sudden brutal things in public.

No one will take the initiative to mention Lilian's existence for the time being, and Cecilia has no time to think about it because of other things, which leaves many opportunities for Huarong to manipulate.

She wants to seize these opportunities and give Cecilia a good sense of existence in front of Cecilia, so that this boss who has been separated from the persona and forced to come back by her own hints can feel for herself again.

Huarong understands this point extremely thoroughly, and often steps on the opponent's tolerance line and jumps repeatedly, so that she won't be too hateful, and she won't be too invisible.

This speed is difficult to grasp, but fortunately, Huarong is very experienced, so she can leave a mark in Cecilia's heart with ease.

Gululu drank more than half of the iced orange juice. The girl who lowered her head and didn't know what to think suddenly took a big mouthful of orange juice. After swallowing, she looked at Cecilia with a smile on her face, adoring her.

"Master Cecilia is amazing, they must all admire you."

When Hua Rong said these words, a vampire flight attendant happened to be pushing a small cart through the aisle, sneaking a glance out of the corner of her eye, with a strange expression on her face.

She had lived for at least a thousand years, and it was the first time she heard someone compliment Cecilia-sama so bluntly.

It is said that this is a human being domesticated by the adults. He was able to stay with Cecilia for so long and still be favored, and even brought it back to the clan. Could it be because of the courage to lick the dog?

The more the vampire stewardess thought about it, the more she felt weird, and when she thought about those smooth-talking partners in the clan, it seemed that they all only used force to express themselves in front of Cecilia, and were ignored or despised without exception.

But does Cecilia really like others to compliment her with nice words?

The vampire stewardess left very slowly, her ears moved slightly, and she faintly heard Huarong's soft words in the air, she stopped in shock, and then left quickly under Cecilia's cold eyes.

She was wrong!Master Cecilia's gossip really shouldn't be listened to.

The female vampire who survived the catastrophe patted her chest, then thought about Huarong's words just now, and suddenly realized: It really wasn't about the sweet talk, it was that beautiful human being who was so sweet.

The reason why I can't follow Master Cecilia is not because I'm not good enough to fight, but because I don't have a small mouth that can make people angry.

"Hee hee, why are you glaring at my young lady? What I said is not something to listen to."

Cecilia had a cold face, staring at this bold man without speaking.

Vampires have very sensitive hearing, and Huarong's words just now may have been heard by many people.

"Be quiet, the plane is about to take off."

"Oh."

Huarong responded, and then smiled flamboyantly, threw herself into Cecilia's arms, and put it close to her ear to play tricks: "Why are you angry? Didn't I just say that I want to buy a flight attendant uniform for you to wear at home, come on." That hollow piece... ummmmmmm

Cecilia quickly covered the little elf's mouth, feeling her cheeks were burning hot.

"Don't make trouble here, what do you want to do?"

Huarong didn't struggle, she squinted her eyes and smiled, leaning against the vampire's embrace, then lifted up half of the orange juice and handed it over.

"Spicy mouthful."

Cecilia's brain hurt, she frowned tightly and looked at the juice in front of her, she leaned up to take a sip in disgust.

Huarong smiled arrogantly in an instant.

The vampire, who was forced to take a sip of the sweet and sour juice he didn't like, had an ugly face, and the sweet and sour juice taste remained in his throat for a long time.

Oh, what annoyance, it's another day when I want to pinch my little pet to death.

Winster Castle is built in the central square of Italy. It is towering, magnificent and magnificent. It has always been a place that tourists from all over the world like to visit.

But few people would know that, except for the first and second floors, which are strictly open only during the day, this castle will strip off its daytime disguise and become a vampire's playground as soon as night falls.

Only by disguising oneself among the crowd can secrets not be discovered. This is the rule that the Winster family has always followed.

The huge wall clock hanging high up moved the second hand one by one, and the shocking sound resounded throughout the square. White pigeons raised their wings and circled in the air non-stop.

Huarong wore a big hood, staring at this historic castle under the night. It looked similar to the Misty Castle, but even bigger and more majestic.

Pedestrians passed by in a hurry and did not pay much attention to the group of men in black robes standing in the center of the square.

Hua Rong guessed, maybe the image created by the vampires is so deep that people here regard them as special employees working in the castle.

No one thought that these beautiful and polite men and women were all terrifying and evil vampires.

In people's minds, vampires are dark creatures with both evil and beauty. They like to eat human blood and are afraid of strong light and silver weapons. There are also some rumors that they are afraid of garlic.

However, these rumors are obviously not very correct. At least when she was in the castle, Huarong saw Aro eating steamed shrimp with garlic countless times.

They are not afraid of the sun, at most they don't like it.

The evening wind blew his robes, and Monet raised his head, looked at the hour hand that had already reached twelve o'clock, and said calmly, "Let's go."

Huarong pursed her lips, squeezed Cecilia's hand, and followed.

The billowing black skirts rippling in a beautiful arc in the air.

Passing through the dark and long alley, the dark atmosphere became more and more intense. After seeing a black side door that was wide open, Huarong's eyes flashed, and she saw dozens of vampires standing respectfully on both sides.

Their eyes are red, their skin is white, and they are serious. The only thing they have in common is their good looks.

Among the crowd, there were two tall girls standing at the door, actively welcoming Monet and the others. They had the same appearance, obviously a pair of twin sisters with black hair and blue eyes, but one had short hair and the other had long hair. Panned amazingly.

"Welcome the head of the family and the two adults home. The elders are preparing to eat on the basement floor. Do you need to go now or let them wait?"

The female vampire with her long hair curled up on the left saluted slightly, while secretly looking at the group of people, while reporting the news in the castle.

On the other side, the female vampire with short black hair standing on the right might be her younger sister, she didn't say anything, she just followed and stared in Huarong's direction curiously.

Monet stopped, frowned slightly, and said in a cold tone, "Alyssa is having a banquet at home again?"

The short-haired female vampire moved lightly, and answered before her sister: "Yes, my lord, Alisa has been planning tonight's banquet since I heard that you are coming back with lord Cecilia."

"Monica."

The vampire elder sister seemed dissatisfied with her younger sister's reckless behavior, she frowned, and severely corrected her younger sister's lack of respect.

Monica's personality is just like her hairstyle, she is extroverted, but she obeys her sister's words, and immediately calms down her expression and quietly follows her.

Cynthia took off her hood and said with emotion: "Moloka is still strict, it's better to be gentle with my sister."

Monica blinked and replied playfully, "I like my sister being rough with me."

Sisters and sisters are the same protection, and every time they flirt, they can't gain the upper hand. Cynthia shrugged, not arguing too much with them.

[The vampire is so nice, this pair of sisters and sisters are really exciting, ah, I really envy others. ]

Huarong watched silently, and then secretly whispered to the system in her heart, but when she looked up the next second, she met Monica's eyes, and the other party smiled, showing her cute canine teeth.

Huarong also bent the corners of her lips, and returned a sweet smile in a courteous manner.

This vampire girl seems to be inexplicably compatible with her own aesthetics.

"Since Alisa has prepared a gift, let's go and have a look."

Monet has always been very tolerant to the relatives he cares about. It is not once or twice that Mrs. Elisa used his castle as an amusement park and banquet place, and she is already used to it.

What can my sister do?Even if she had a falling out, Monet, the older brother, was willing to help her solve all the troubles.

The crowd surrounded Monet and his party and walked inside, passed the long stairs, and soon reached the basement floor.

The bright candlelight illuminated the wide hall, and the strange breath caught the attention of all the vampires present.

Huarong couldn't help but clenched Cecilia's hand, opened her eyes wide and looked at the shocking scene in front of her, ah, ah, this scene is really scary.

Counting the guards, there were about a hundred vampires present. They were basically all dressed in black robes, with snow-white skin and blood-red eyes, standing scattered around the hall.

And in the middle of the hall, on the complicated and beautiful carpet, there are twenty or thirty human beings in uniform and cool clothes kneeling, all kneeling with their heads facing the carpet, in humble postures, and they are all kneeling facing a vampire, as if they were carefully presented same food.

Most of the surrounding vampires focused their attention on them, and some looked at Monet and the others secretly, without any outrageous behavior.

Huarong saw a brown-haired girl in the corner moving her knees secretly. It seemed that she couldn't help moving because the movement lasted too long. Her waist was flexible, and the close-fitting clothing could not cover her white belly, and her long hair was scattered On the carpet, like a blooming flower.

She is human, and those kneeling there are all human.

Huarong felt her breathing was a little tense, and looked up at the direction they were facing. It was a female vampire sitting on a large red seat, with blond hair and red eyes, wearing a purple tunic dress, full of aura.

She is not very beautiful, and she doesn't look too young, she looks like a woman, but she has a very good figure, red lips and flaming red lips, and she looks like a noble queen looking down at everyone.

"Brother Monet, you are back."

While Huarong was observing, the woman suddenly teleported in front of them, and then exchanged a very intimate hug and kiss on the cheek with Monet, and the faint violets permeated the nose gently.

"Is this the little thing Sisi raised? It's so small, like a doll."

Huarong was startled, and the beautiful woman raised her chin with her index finger, and her fingertips slid back and forth on the skin of her chin ambiguously. The next second, the vampire grabbed her waist and hugged her upwards, buried in the two soft petals. among.

"It's so cute, let Alisa hug you, are you eighteen yet? Why are you so light?"

The love from the big breasts is really happy and joyful. Huarong was very surprised at first, and then gradually suffocated and began to struggle in a hurry.

"Well, breathe, it's over."

Cecilia rescued Huarong in time, and looked at Mrs. Alisa with some displeasure while holding her small arm: "You scared her."

Alisa was a little surprised, and then spread her hands casually, her red lips pursed, and she couldn't help complaining: "Well, I won't touch her."

After finishing speaking, she turned the heels of her shoes, and the hem of the skirt twirled gorgeous waves. She opened her hands and looked at the kneeling blood slave with a happy expression: "Brother, are you coming to the banquet?"

Monet shook his head.

He has always disliked these occasions. This is what Alisa likes. At most, he just sits and watches, and will not participate in it.

"Go play, Alisa. I've already told you the reason for coming back. Since you're going to have a banquet today, remember to come and find me tomorrow afternoon."

Madam Alisa was a little dissatisfied, she glared at Monet and said, "It's all prepared for you."

Monet: "I don't like it, Alisa."

Even though my elder brother is not as tall as her and looks older, in Alisa's heart, this indifferent and beautiful boy will always be her elder brother who protects her.

She quickly stopped pressing, but instead tried to trick another new kid, and then was interrupted by Monet again before she could speak.

"Don't trick her into coming here."

The strict elder brother is actually a strict father.

"Okok, then I'll enjoy it by myself, Cynthia, do you want to come?" Alisa brushed her curly hair impatiently, the red in her eyes became more and more intense, as if it was about to overflow.

Cynthia shook her head unexpectedly: "I want to take a break, mother."

Alisa stared, watching these people leave helplessly, and couldn't help stamping her feet: "It's really boring."

A few people from Monet did not participate, so naturally many members of the tribe wanted to participate in this carnival. The pair of sisters who did not follow Monet came up, and the younger sister Monica smiled and comforted: "Mrs. Let's have a party."

Alisa squeezed Monica's face happily, not letting Monet's departure affect her mood, and snapped her fingers, implying the beginning of the banquet.

This chaotic and grand banquet was staged again in this gorgeous and splendid castle.

In the quiet corridor, Huarong walked slowly behind, suddenly heard a roar similar to that of a wild animal, turned around, but saw a chaotic and shocking scene.

There are entangled humans and vampires everywhere on the carpet, as well as vampires and vampires. They are sucking blood, their expressions are obsessed, and there is no sound of pain. Huarong even saw Monica and her sister hugging and kissing, The coiled long hair was unraveled and entangled with each other, bright red overflowed from the corner of the lips, and was licked away by the other party.

The violence and evil of vampires are fully exposed here.

"Alyssa likes to have fun, those are her domesticated humans, why, are you scared?"

The rooms of Monet and Cynthia were not on this side, Cecilia heard the sighs of her fellow clansmen, and calmly told Huarong all this.

Such a scene must be scary.

That would be even better, lest you always say something inexplicable.

In the next second, Hua Rong spoke in disbelief and mixed with uncontrollable joy.

"This is too exciting, isn't it Master Cecilia, can I also wear that dress to kiss you? It's just the clothes worn by those people in the hall, with a navel leak."

The girl's eyes were bright, her fists were clenched tightly, and her face was full of anticipation.

So it turned out that she was holding her hand tightly in the lobby not because she was afraid, but because she was too excited?

Because I saw the beautiful dress I like, my heart is trembling and my breathing is short of breath...

Cecilia...

What kind of weird human did she raise!

After a long time, the vampire's cold words dispersed in the wind.

"Forget it, don't you think your little belly is not shameful enough?"

……

Someone's fist began to harden.