The vicious supporting actress has been cleansed again

As the breeze blows, large swaths of red roses are swaying, and the rich aroma spreads in the air.

A girl in a white dress with loose long hair crossed her legs and rested her chin on her hands. She had an inscrutable expression on her face, but her cheeks had been squeezed into fleshy shapes because of the good food recently, which was very cute.

It was already evening, and it had been an hour, 45 minutes and [-] seconds since Huarong ran out of Cecilia's room in a huff, and the two sides fell into a cold war.

[Sure enough, the old saying is true. Before going to bed, you are a cute sweetheart, but after you go to bed, you turn your face and deny anyone. Vampires really don’t have a good thing. ]

The system is searching for new horror movies, so it's very perfunctory.

Huarong instantly became angry.

[What's your attitude, job number 996, don't you want the bonus? ]

A woman in a violent period is particularly scary, no matter what you say she can misinterpret it as a disrespect to her.

The system, who was threatened for a meal without saying anything, suddenly felt very wronged. He thought that it would be useless to drink more hot water this time, so he had to fight against Cecilia together with the enemy and Huarong.

[Host, I think everything is Cecilia's fault, you're doing absolutely fine! ]

I dare not say if there is a problem, the system whispers.

[Yes!Cecilia is indeed a scumbag!In vain, I ran to give her warmth every night, and used it as a small warm pillow for her. If I just asked a few words, I would get angry, which is simply unreasonable! ]

[Yes, yes, the host is right. ]

The system's dog-leg skills are perfect, and he didn't dare to mention that Cecilia got angry because Huarong asked her about her soul mate.

"Miss Huarong, are you still enjoying the shade here?"

Hearing Ah Luo's voice, Hua Rong, who was sulking, ignored her and continued to talk about her dissatisfaction and resentment with the dog system.

Hmph, the master made a fuss and lost his temper unreasonably and told her to shut up. The butler A Luo must also be a bad gentleman.

Seeing that Huarong not only pretended not to hear, but also moved her butt forward, Ah Luo rarely smiled.

It's rare.

"I made some cookies and strawberry jam, and I prepared a backpack for you. There is a red Aston Martin parked in the garage. I heard that there will be a racing competition in town today."

Cookies?Aston Martin?race car competition?

Huarong's ears moved, she immediately stood up and smiled brighter than Hua'er.

"Grandpa Luo, you're the best~ I'm going to change now, when can I come back after playing?"

The white-haired old gentleman blinked playfully, stretched out a finger and hissed: "Before tomorrow night, but Lord Winster also wants to go together."

You are handsome and you can say whatever you want, as long as you don't bring Cecilia with you.

Huarong smiled, and immediately asked Ah Luo to call out Monet who was still lying in bed, and ran excitedly to the garage to look at the car by himself.

This kid has a hobby, especially extreme sports. The more exciting, the more interested he is. He is a classic life-and-death player.

He coaxed people away with a few words, and there was only a square floral tablecloth left by the garden, which was used by Huarong to pad his buttocks.

The window was closed gently, and Cecilia crossed her hands and looked coldly at the tablecloth that was blown away by the wind, thinking: It's not too stupid, even if you get angry, you won't take it out on your ass.

Ah Luo stood quietly behind him, intending to say a few words.

"Miss Huarong has never left the castle. Wouldn't it be good to let her go out with Lord Winster as often as she likes?"

In Ah Luo's heart, the vampire race he belongs to is naturally a noble species that transcends human existence. Because of various reasons that cannot be easily revealed in front of people, they have been living in the castle.

Huarong was picked up and raised by Cecilia since she was a child. She is said to be a blood slave, but she still has some affection when she gets along day and night.

As an old man who has been serving the Winster family, Aro actually doesn't want Huarong to make mistakes that shouldn't be made by getting in touch with those ignorant humans.

After all, his master has already experienced human betrayal once.

Ah Luo glanced at Cecilia quietly, with some indelible worry in his eyes.

"Human beings are so sinister, cunning and greedy, keep an eye on her, and tell me if there is anything wrong." Cecilia looked at the roses that had not yet withered on the window sill, and added another sentence.

"Also, don't let her enter the underground library again."

There are not only countless collections of books, but also the secrets that the owner of the castle does not want anyone to discover.

"Momo, can you go racing?"

After leaving the castle, she couldn't see the annoying Cecilia, she was very happy, and chatted with Monet while looking at the backpack that A Luo packed for her.

"Momo?"

The beautiful boy has a puzzled face.

"It's a duck, no one has ever called you that before, right? Cecilia calls you father, others call you Lord Winster, call you Monet, maybe you will meet someone with the same name, and Momo won't be there, so we Isn't it much closer?"

Huarong spoke nonsense with her eyes open, her tone very serious.

In fact, she just wanted to take advantage of it. Thinking about Cecilia calling Monet "Father", but she could call her nickname, she felt a sense of superiority in her seniority.

Monet was thoughtful, knocked on the steering wheel a few times, and made inferences very cleverly.

"Okay, then I can also call you Huahua."

Huarong...

Careless.

[Hahahaha, Huahua?It sounds like an honest name. ] The system has burst into gibberish.

Forget it and don't care about like a fool, Huarong thought magnanimously: Compared with emerald flowers, wild flowers are much better.

Monet Winster is indeed a naturally dark and cute creature, much better than some guy who eats and refuses to accept his account.

Thinking of the tenderness this afternoon, Cecilia, who promised whatever she said, immediately changed her face because she asked "Do you want to find your soul mate", and threw herself from the bed to the ground with a wave of her hand, Huarong His little face twisted in anger, and the bag of potato chips in his hand was pinched out of shape.

It's too much!

Originally, relying on the coquettish way of sending warmth every night and cutting needles every day, Huarong established her delicate and somewhat domineering personality in front of Cecilia for more than half a month, and quickly changed from a dispensable blood slave to a Humans who can enter and exit the castle at will.

According to the time given by the system, Huarong picked an excellent time to find out Cecilia's attitude towards her partner, but she didn't expect to be thrown off the bed as soon as she asked.

Her butt almost broke in two!

hateful!You know that vampires can't escape the attraction of soul mates!

Huarong gritted her teeth, rubbed her suffering buttocks, and added another note to the book, she will definitely turn Cecilia's castle upside down in the future.

"Momo, I heard that all human beings have to go to school? I've never been to school before."

Monet blinked, thinking about what he had seen in the human school a long time ago.

"There are a lot of people, and they like to shake their heads when they are studying. If they can't recite it, they will be beaten by the master." Monet seemed to remember the school he had attended in the East for a while, and continued with a frown.

"They call that a ruler."

Huarong listened with gusto, she didn't know when she took off her shoes and huddled in the back seat, nodding while listening.

"But Momo still likes school very much, because you can still remember things from such a long time."

These words hit the nail on the head, Monet didn't know how to answer, and his tone was a bit dull.

"But I don't like the ruler and the copying."

Huarong then said with a smile that she would go to school to visit in the future, thinking that Monet was indeed a very strange vampire.

I learned from Cecilia before that Winster's Patriarch has always had the habit of sleepwalking, and this adult seems to have always been an autistic and quiet boy. If it's not good, it will pretend to be a human to go to school.

Monet Winster, the longest-lived vampire in the family, is free and undisciplined and ignores affairs. Apart from the identity of a vampire, he is very strange and looks like a human being who has not been deeply involved in the world, so when we first met, he had a beautiful face. Mistaking Monet for a newborn vampire.

He lacks interest in everything, but he only cares about Cecilia who he picked up and transformed. For this reason, as long as it is not particularly embarrassing, Cecilia will try her best to do it, including raising herself. Humans give each other a few days.

Apart from figuring out the reason behind this, Huarong was not so frightened anymore. In Monet's eyes, she was just a novelty toy, she would be returned after two days of playing, and this Patriarch was really coaxable.

As long as Huarong was chattering like a little sparrow, he would just sit quietly and do nothing.

For Hua Rong, he seems to be extra patient.

Just like now, Huarong was paralyzed in the back seat of the Aston Martin, holding potato chips in her arms and playing with the latest version of the game console in her hands, making strange noises from time to time. Voice.

As a driver, Monet was not distracted, but kept driving on the winding road at a speed of no more than 20 yards.

In the eyes of outsiders, this car is deliberately showing off its wealth on the road, so it drives at such a slow speed.

To put it bluntly, at this speed, my grandma can walk faster than this speed.

The roar of the engine scrambled on the road, and Walker, the leader, looked at the red Aston Martin carelessly driving in the middle of the road.

The small town has never seen such an aggressive car. Looking at the ostentatious color and special license plate, he can guarantee that the engine sound of this car must be the most pleasing sound in the world.

Perhaps a traveler from outside,

I heard that many rich people like to drive around. Although the small town of Sicily is not a good place to travel, the roads here are criss-cross, and it is a road section that many people like to pass by.

If I can say a few words to the owner of the car, this car race may be a little unexpected.

Walker made up his mind, raised his hand and stretched out his thumb to make a "go" gesture, twisted the accelerator to speed up and drove forward, and stopped at the intersection that Huarong and the others would pass by later.

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Suddenly found that I haven't written the legendary soul mate, so the countdown to the offline of the beautiful boy Monet