20. I didn't peek at you
The one in Shandelburg is still the same as before they left, Fern and Jona are dissatisfied, but in the days when Allen left, the anger has also disappeared.
So in the past two days, in addition to accompanying Eren to do practical work, Eve is taking care of the rare roses raised by Jona in the garden.
It's just that Jona always stares at her with "idiot, man" eyes, which makes Eve extremely embarrassed. If Alan had seen her that way, she would have been happier.
Now, she is sitting in front of the mirror. Jona mesmerized Eve's smooth hair, from root to tip, like a pliable golden thread.
"It's so pretty." Jona couldn't help but admire, Eve was embarrassed by her "idiot, Han" eyes, so she could only bow her head slightly, with a stream of water in her clear eyes, "Thank you, Jona." β
"I really like it." Joanna couldn't put it down, she couldn't hold back the throbbing in her heart.
She looked at the defenseless Eve in the mirror, secretly pressed the roots of her hair, and said an illusion in her mouth. Taking advantage of Eve's confusion, he quickly plucked out a few blonde hairs, hid them in his pockets, and then pretended that nothing had happened, holding the long hair in admiration.
"Honey, this is for you." Out of a little guilt, Jona took the necklace she had traded for a doll from the box and put it around Eve's neck. The ruby set on the necklace is as bright red as blood, and the delicate cutting technique allows it to be folded into a crystal clear magnificence in the soft light.
"This ...... It's too precious. "Eve has seen a lot of strange treasures, so she can naturally guess the price of it. She wanted to take it off, after all, judging from her relationship with Jona, it was not suitable to receive such an expensive treasure. But she was stopped by Jona, who spread Eve's hair like a golden brocade, "as a gift to my niece and daughter-in-law in advance." β
The sound of "niece and daughter-in-law" made Eve's cheeks dye a charming crimson, and the ten fingers with white lace gloves overlapped together, revealing the tangled psychology of the owner. Eve's thin willow eyebrows frowned slightly, "But Ellen ......"
"No more but, Eve." Jona interrupted her, pulled Eve up, patted her on the shoulder and encouraged, "Even if you don't see what Eren thinks, you have to be brave if you like it, don't you?" Don't worry too much, it's better to try than to stop silly. Besides, how many times have I said it, Alan is definitely not without feelings for you, why don't you always believe it. β
"Hmm......" Eve nodded incredulously.
"By the way, Emily told me that Alan was in the room all day today and hasn't eaten until now." Jona wanted to create a chance for them to get along, "He doesn't need to eat too much, but I asked Fern to prepare one for him, you can send it later." β
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Alan finished pouring cold water and walked out of the bathroom with a wide white towel around his waist, his bare feet on the wooden floor, leaving a trail of wet footprints.
The vampire gentleman communicated with him alone before leaving, "Although you don't have fangs, and you haven't been bitten by the Blood Clan and become a first hug, I can clearly feel that you have a noble Blood Blood in your body, aren't you curious, why is this?" β
Alan clenched his fists and snorted coldly without answering, he naturally knew.
Mr. Vampire smiled faintly, the corners of his lips curled with playfulness, "The blood of the Bloodclan is trying to devour and flow in place of human blood. If you don't make a hard decision, your pain will be forever, constantly, and over again. And I'm just here to help. β
"No need." Alan took Eve in his arms and walked away.
But after some distance, Mr. Vampire still transmitted his words through spiritual power, "The little thing in your arms looks very sweet, you want to bite her, right?" β
Alan turned around, and Mr. Vampire stood like an English gentleman, but he said extremely evil and evil words, "As long as you taste it, you will definitely not be able to quit, and my wife and I are like this." I'm sure you'll love the taste of her. β
Alan irritated and threw aside the towel that wiped his hair, and although it was early spring, the water was still cold to the bone. Even the cold water couldn't relieve the heat and impulsiveness rolling in his blood.
He remembered the scene of his last night in Curaro, where he pressed Eve. The sweet blood flowed from her wounds into her white teeth, stimulating all the taste buds to dance with pleasure, and the sensation of comfort invaded from her throat into the depths of her brain and spread throughout her body.
If he hadn't restrained himself at the end, maybe Eve would have been a dry corpse.
For the first time in his short twenty-five years of life, Allen felt such a deep sense of loss of control, and there was no doubt that he hated anything that was out of control.
Especially every day, Eve stands beside him and does the real yΓ n. He couldn't help but want to pull her into his arms, press her against the edge of the table, or against the wall, and bite her neck hard.
But a good chance to do it, isn't it? Alan forced himself to calm down, thinking with relief that he had always been proud of his self-control.
Mr. Vampire's words stirred up his natural rebelliousness, and the more others said he couldn't do it, the more he had to do it.
There was a knock on the door, and Alan stood up and opened it with some impatience, and in an instant, a rich and sweet smell hit his face.
Not food, but ...... Person.
Eve, who had been carefully dressed by Jona, stood in front of the door, holding the macaroni made by Fern, bowing her head a little crampedly, and rehearsing over and over how to greet and greet Alan.
However, as soon as the door opened, Eve couldn't remember anything, and as soon as her eyes touched Alan, her crystal eyes flickered slightly, and she blushed away.
Then, sneak it back again.
Alan had just finished taking a shower, and the water beads slowly dragged down the graceful and strong muscles, rolling down into the snow-white bath towel one by one.
Eve swallowed heavily, deep in her heart, the heart of a girl who was rarely awakened was pounding hard.
Eren was also looking at her, but he was taller than Eve, so Eve could only see his chest, while Eren stared at the white and tender neck.
It's so slender, he can break it with a slight twist. And the warm veins flowing under the snow-white skin kept exuding a charming smell, and he breathed deeply, but inhaled more sweet smells, tempting and confusing him to do something bad.
"What are you going to do?" Alan was still the first to break the silence of the two evil children and looked at Eve coldly.
"I'll bring you dinner." Eve finally came to her senses and held up the food in her hand to indicate the purpose of her trip, "Jona said you hadn't eaten for a day, so let Fern make some." β
Oh yes, he spent the day thinking about how to get the damn blood out of the blood. So I couldn't help it when I smelled the aroma of food, Alan thought innocently.
"Put it on my desk."
"Hmm." Eve placed her plate on the table and sat down with Alan.
He was still wearing only a bath towel, and the droplets of water in his hair were dripping on his body one after another, making Eve want to look at it but didn't dare to look at it, so he had to say, "Alan, don't you wear clothes?" You're going to get sick. β
"No, it won't." Alan ate the food made by Fern, frowned slightly, put too much salt, and the cooking heat was not right, and it looked like it was so-so and casual. The unsaved apprentice, Allen explained, "was too hot in the room. β
It's your heart that's too hot.
Eve nodded unconsciously, in a daze, as if she really believed his words, which was completely in line with the word "Selingzhi".
Eve, who was full of girl's heart, stared at Alan's face, not daring to look anywhere else, but just looking at Alan's side face, she was already so nervous that she couldn't speak.
The carved angularities of the facial features, the bridge of the nose, and the sharp and deep eyes, although they did not look at her, but stared at the macaroni without blinking, still made waves in Eve's heart. Especially when her lips opened and closed, she kept recalling in her mind the crisp and numb feeling that night.
And, the heart that was tightly hugged by Allen was beating faster.
How can it be ...... It's so beautiful and delicious. Eve is obsessed with nymphomaniac.
She was still naΓ―ve, simply thinking that that night, Alan was using a special method to help her heal. After all, when I woke up, the pain that had been like a knife was gone, and even the wound was gone.
"What are you looking at?" Being entangled by a bright line of sight for a long time, it is impossible for Allen, who has always been alert, not to be aware of it, but Eve is not aggressive, so she has been watching her. However, after staring at it for a long time, it will still be uncomfortable, not to mention that Eve is one of the sources of his recent upset, Alan put down his fork impatiently, frowned and asked, "Have you seen enough?" β
"No, it's not ...... yet" Eve, who was out of the world, subconsciously gave the most honest answer, but as soon as she finished speaking, she found that it was wrong, what she just said!
Recognizing her mistake, Eve's face flushed and she tried to fix it, then nodded and said, "Hmm...... I've seen enough......"
Alan's expression changed slightly.
Eve realized that something was wrong, and immediately shook her head, her cheeks were as red as the ruby on her chest, and the brilliant crimson spread all the way to her neck, and she waved her hand desperately, eager to prove her innocence, "I...... I'm not looking at you, I'm ...... I was in a daze just now. β
Afraid that Alan wouldn't believe it, Eve kept explaining, her crystal clear eyes looked left, right, and around, and she didn't know where to look, "I'm really, really in a daze." Definitely not peeking at you. β
Devils believe it.
Alan turned his head, clearly not believing her nonsense.
Eve's blood flowed faster because of the nervousness. The red face, as well as the neck, are all steaming hot temperatures. Even her breathing and sucking room was mixed with sweet blood.
The macaroni on the plate was obviously finished, but Alan felt that he was a little hungrier.