The sound of cheering, with the dull sound of "squeak", was completely blocked out of the door.

"Bang!" The oil lamp, which had not yet been lit, was thrown against the wall, making a piercing friction and collision.

No one would have thought that Savier, who appeared in the light of day, was hidden in a dark space at the moment, and his whole body was wrapped in a chilling aura.

The anger that erupted in the past day made him smash everything in the house.

Tasia is his!

The thought was running wildly through his mind, but every time he thought that at the last moment, that filthy vampire would dare to press his lips to Tasia's forehead, he couldn't control himself from wanting to kill.

The eyes were dark and amazing, a desire to tear apart and destroy, and kept shouting in my heart.

"Tasia, you betrayed me first!"

The palms clenched into fists slammed into the tabletop, and the wooden thorns that rubbed out pierced through the skin.

In the slightest pain, the blood stained the mahogany thorns, and he exhaled deeply, greed welling up in his eyes.

How could he forget that Tasia liked his blood the most...... Becoming such a pathetic creature, if he moved his finger to seduce her, she would return to him desperately.

As his heart calmed down, Savier collapsed on the bed, a smile on his lips.

Closing his eyes peacefully, the tiredness of the day made him fall asleep quickly.

The night in Zanjala is filled with a warm and warm breeze at all times. Beautiful singing voices drifted from afar, and Savier saw in his sleep the long-forgotten home.

Through the open glass window, he saw the manor not far away with bright lights, and the laughter of the people turned the night into a noisy one.

It's annoying, and he used to hate such gatherings. Because then he had to stay at home alone, facing countless schoolwork.

But now......

"Tasia, are you sleepy?"

Turning his head to look at the child who pushed the door in, rubbing his eyes, his eyes gently bent.

"Brother, why haven't they come back......" The aggrieved voice carried the sound of the doll's milk, trembling like a feather scratching at the bottom of his heart.

Dark thoughts began at some point, like entrenched demons entangled in his soul.

"Isn't it good to have only my brother?"

He took his limp body into his arms and carefully placed it on the bed.

"Well, Tasia likes her brother."

His cheeks were reflected in his cheeks, and they were dotted with shining stars.

"Young master, is the young lady ......" The hurried footsteps interrupted Wen Cun's moment.

His gaze coldly swept to the nervous nanny, "She's asleep, I'll take care of her." ”

"No," said the nanny, smiling embarrassedly, "Madame will be angry if she comes back and sees Mademoiselle disturbing your schoolwork." ”

Savier frowned in pain, and as the scene turned, he saw the green grass in the courtyard, and his favorite Tasia was wearing a little pink dress, and her beautiful hair was fluttering butterfly hairpins under her mother's hands.

"I like Mommy, Tasia likes Mom," Tasia shook her head happily, her little fleshy hand grabbing at the woman's robe, "Tasia is ready to go to school?" ”

"Of course," the woman crouched down and kissed her softly on her cheek, "Does Tasia like her friends at school?" ”

"yes, I like it."

It's just an amusement park for a bunch of little kids, but it steals all of Tasia's attention.

"Don't go! Don't go! Tasia, you can't go anywhere! ”