National First Love and His Little Jasmine

The smoke from the vampire castle dissipated, and there was a road in the forest extending to the outside world, welcoming the guests who came to the wedding banquet.

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The smoke from the vampire castle dissipated, and there was a road in the forest extending to the outside world, welcoming the guests who came to the wedding banquet.

Meng Chu'an stood on the balcony of the room on the top floor, silently watching the cars approaching below one by one.

This is the unprecedented brightness of the Vampire Castle for tens of thousands of years, full of luxury and joyful vigor everywhere.

"Lord First Ancestor, Lu Feng's side is ready."

Busang stood outside the door to report the situation respectfully, but there was always a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Meng Chu'an's fingers touched the armrest a few times in a bored way, and he lowered his eyes to think for a while before turning around, "Where is Dracula Xing's whereabouts?"

"The notice has arrived, but he hasn't come back. It is said that he is still in the northern area."

"In that case..." Meng Chu'an dragged out a long voice, sternly suspending Busang's appetite.

Seeing the ambition that couldn't be hidden in Busang's eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "If he never comes back, you will be the next prince."

After finishing speaking, the sharp nails that suddenly grew cut the index finger of the other hand, and Busang's eyes closely followed a drop of Meng Chuan's blood that fell into the cup beside him. When he looked at his fingertips, the blood had stopped Stop, the wound healed so fast that it was hard to tell with the naked eye.

Unable to restrain himself, Busan staggered a step forward, and immediately stopped at the same spot, his blood-red eyes revealing desire.Desire is deep, and the only reason is restraining him.

If Meng Chuan was angered by going forward now, then this drop of blood might not be able to reach him.

He is well aware of this.

So no matter how attractive this drop of blood is to him and how helpful it is to improve his ability, he should restrain himself now and do the things that Dracula M told him well.

"Very good, Elder Busang, you should be promoted immediately." Meng Chu'an tilted his head halfway, and when he smiled, he showed two canine teeth that had not yet stretched into fangs, looking at the childish innocence of a teenager, However, in the next second, the unexpanded indulgence turned into sarcasm, "No wonder they all regard you as the leader, you are indeed the first vampire I have ever seen who can restrain itself."

Busan knew in his heart that this was definitely not a compliment, but he would get stabbed when he stretched his head out, and he would also get stabbed when he retracted his head. Facing Meng Chuan, who was almost insane during this time, he could only take one step at a time, and prayed for the one who could The humans who appease this person can be arrested sooner.

He bent down and performed a gentlemanly salute, and smiled frivolously: "Thanks to the love of the ancestor, it was your coercion that made me sober."

"Okay, go do what you should do, I don't have the heart to talk about these boring things with you today."

Meng Chuan turned around, and disappeared the moment Busang raised his head.

The vessel containing the drop of blood was casually placed on the armrest by Meng Chuan, and it seemed to be crumbling in the gust of wind but it never fell down.

Busang didn't act rashly either, leaving a unwilling look before turning around and leaving cruelly.

Meng Chuan appeared out of nowhere in a room full of blood slaves and low-level vampires. The vampires here were not surprised, and they bowed to him without making a sound. Meng Chuan walked through rows of makeup tables, Come to Lu Feng who is being dressed up by a makeup artist.

Lu Feng was wearing a large dress, and his whole body was padded, which made his head very small and strange.

But he had no way to resist these people dressing him up so strangely. These vampires didn't know what orders they had, and regardless of his resistance, it was a toss on him.

Staying here for a few months, he is not completely ignorant, because of debts and being sold to a vampire castle as a blood slave, and the master he served was the most powerful ancestor of vampires, he was afraid and apprehensive, but except for the first When he came here one day, he had seen the handsome ancestor on the vampire sacrifice day, but he had never seen him again. There were even two vampires who came to serve him every day and took good care of his life. Feng has already accepted this fact, but in such a oppressive environment full of fog, there is no one to fill his spiritual loneliness, and he even began to look forward to the next meeting with Dracula M.

However, what was waiting was the news that Dracula M was going to get married.

Before Lu Feng could feel lost, he was dragged here again. These days, he tried on clothes and was taught etiquette. He felt that he had vaguely guessed something, and he didn't dare to ask passionately.

The mouths of these vampires and blood slaves are very strict, he can't get any news, he can only wait for things to come and happen with anticipation.

Just thinking like this, he was lifted up by the makeup artist, and the paint brushed his cheeks back and forth, his eyes fell on the makeup mirror, and he was surprised to find Meng Chuan's figure.

That dark red robe covered all her figure, her temperament was dignified and proud, and she was incompatible with all vampires and humans, whoever it wasn't Dracula M!

Just as Lu Feng was about to open his mouth to say something, Dracula M disappeared in a blink of an eye, almost making him think it was his illusion just now.

"too ugly."

A clear voice came from the side, confirming the existence of Dracula M. Lu Feng turned his head in surprise, and saw him sitting on another chapter's makeup chair, with a pair of black grape eyes Look back and forth on him.

Thinking of his current appearance, Lu Feng felt embarrassed, so embarrassed to speak.

"Yes."

The make-up artist was like a robot. After bowing to Dracula M, he pulled Lu Feng up with much lighter force than before.

Lufeng still didn't have time to talk to Dracula M, and when he was being pushed away, he turned back, and Dracula M disappeared again.

"Take him to change clothes and remove those cushions, the ancestor is not satisfied." The makeup artist handed him to the servants guarding the changing room, and sneered with a smile: "Just do it according to his real appearance, there is no way No matter what, there’s nothing you can do about it.”

These two sentences concealed a deep meaning, Lu Feng felt that something was wrong, but his head was foggy, and he was dragged into the changing room before he could figure it out.

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Vampire families seldom hold wedding banquets, because they have no time to die, their waking time is too long, and they are indifferent. Whether it is between the same race or with other races, there are very few marriage contracts.

But it's not unheard of, and there are records, although the ancestor's wedding banquet is the first time, it only needs to be grander than those of the previous vampires.

When Song Shiqing was brought here by Zhang Xiuyuan, it was an hour earlier, which was already considered late among the guests who arrived.

The vampire's wedding banquet was always in the middle of the night, but the castle was brightly lit, and even the road when they came was decorated with lights, as if they had stepped into a city that never sleeps.

He is wearing an evening dress, and the sapphire blue suit brings out all the advantages of his figure. His figure is tall and straight, and the muscle lines hidden under the tailored fabric can almost be imagined by anyone who sees him. His face made many ladies blush, even vampires were no exception.

His presence was too eye-catching, and he became everyone's focus as soon as he entered the field.

Zhang Xiuyuan also paid attention to this point, and teased in a low voice: "Will you take away the master's glory? What should I do? Comrade Xiao Song, I regret bringing you here."

"How could it be?" Song Shiqing looked at the luxurious layout here, and said with a smirk: "Of course it won't take away the scenery from the master."

After all, that fellow Meng Chuan is not only a splendid sight here, he is also a sought after and obsessed existence in the interstellar era where good-looking humans run around everywhere.

Before he entered this world, he had heard a lot of rumors about Meng Chuan from Liu Shaowen. In the past, he only felt that it was unacceptable to listen to hearsay, but now he only felt that he knew too little about Meng Chuan.

The closer he got to this ancient castle, the stronger the jealousy in his heart was, and he almost wiped out all the rationality he had reserved for the past 19 years.

The wedding banquet hadn't started yet, and they were led to the rest area.

Song Shiqing didn't see Meng Chuan, nor did he see a familiar figure, so he knew that the rest areas for guests were divided into grades.

He sat on the sofa, responding to Zhang Xiuyuan's chat, thinking about what other purpose Meng Chuan had for this wedding banquet.

According to the process, everything is normal now, but other human beings may not know, but he knows that today's full moon night is not only the wedding banquet of the ancestor of the vampire, Dracula M, but also the first hug banquet.

But seeing some drunkards who indulge in sensuality, they are not like human beings who like vampires.

But Song Shiqing always felt that it was not as simple as the wedding banquet, he was a bit confused about Meng Chuan's thoughts.

"Give me a brandy, thank you."

Zhang Xiuyuan took a glass of wine from the servant, but the servant didn't leave directly after handing it to him. Instead, he stood beside Song Shiqing and asked, "Guest, what do you need?"

This sudden conversation was very impolite. Song Shiqing glanced at it strangely, and immediately recognized that this was a human blood slave, not a vampire.

He guessed that this person might want to ask for help, but the servant stood respectfully aside and bowed his head, not looking at him at all, and Song Shiqing did not receive any signal for help.

"Just like him, thank you."

Song Shiqing is not interested in wine or juice now, but he didn't refute his face.

"Okay, I'll go pick it up."

After the servant finished speaking, he turned and left. Zhang Xiuyuan on the side also felt strange, but he didn't take it too seriously. Instead, he joked: "He may have taken a fancy to you, maybe he will strike up a conversation with you later and ask for your contact information."

Song Shiqing shook his head, "Don't think too much about it."

"Don't be like this, young people should be more energetic. Although that servant is a man, but now that the society is open, men can't do it. You see, the protagonists of today's wedding banquet are also two men." Zhang Xiuyuan joked with a smile: " By the way, the one in the golden house let you out with me so easily, that's the one called... Oh, Mu En, if I remember correctly."

Song Shiqing felt something was wrong when he heard his words, "How do you know that the protagonists of this wedding banquet are two men?"

Neither the invitation nor the media clearly indicated that Dracula M's marriage partner was a man. ?

The author says:

These cards are dead, I will fight for the next chapter and let them be stuffed!Set yourself a big goal!If not, let’s move on to the next chapter? emmm（狗头保健.jpg）