Miria didn't want to open the door.

The other party seemed to guess her thoughts, and then said, "You don't want the neighbors to know about us, do you?" ”

That's right, the matter between them is indeed not convenient to discuss in public.

Miria reluctantly opened the door to Jeston, but didn't have the slightest intention of inviting him to sit down.

Miria was expressionless, unable to tell if she was angry or not. "Say something soon."

Jayston swallowed, his haggard face showing the fatigue of looking for Miria these days, "As a host, shouldn't you give your guests a sip of water to drink?" ”

Miria was somehow relieved that she didn't get into the subject, in fact, she still didn't really want to discuss things between the two of them with Jaston.

Jayston was poured water again, and the two of them officially began.

"Jesston, I don't want you to treat me like that, if you really like me, please think more about me."

"Miria, I like you, there's no doubt about it." Jeston looked at her affectionately, his deep, purple-gold eyes shining like stars.

After raising it for a few days, Jeston regained his handsome face, such a handsome man, so affectionate, he felt moved when he was a woman, not to mention that Milia still liked Jaston a little.

"I know that my attitude is not good, so I came to redeem you, I hope you can give me a chance, and I will give you happiness for a lifetime."

Jaston's attitude was very sincere, and Miria couldn't find fault with it, but she just didn't want to agree so quickly, but she didn't directly refuse.

"I ...... I want to think about it. ”

Jayston let go of his reserve, "In that case, then I want to stay here tonight and feel the life of a human being." ”

It's not excessive, it's much better than Jayston's attitude before, Miria nodded in agreement.

The two seemed to let go of the hurdles in their hearts and began to contact each other. Jayston was as gentle as he had ever been to pamper her, and Miria's defenses were gradually lifted.

"You know how to cook, right?" Jaston guessed, "It's my fault to hug without your consent, why don't you cook a human dish and let me smell it?" ”

Well...... The Bloodline has no sense of taste, only smell.

Jeston had never said such a thing before. Not to mention putting aside his status as a blood prince and coming to taste the human dishes she cooks.

Miria was a little moved, so naturally she would not object.

She turned around and went to the kitchen to cook a few home cooking. I haven't touched it for so long, and I don't know what it tastes like, but unfortunately she can only smell it.

By the time she returned, Jayton had already set up his drinks, looking forward to his and Miria's human dinner.

“cheers。”

The two raised their glasses and drank together, releasing their suspicions.

The two of them were drinking cocktails, and Miria suddenly felt a little dizzy, thinking that she would not get drunk.

"Jeston, is it going to be bad for the Bloodline?" Miria was a little confused, she didn't get dizzy so easily when she used to drink cocktails, huh?

It was the first time she had been involved in alcohol since she became a Bloodliner. Could it be that the Bloods are incapable of alcohol?

Jayston smirked, and Miria's vision was a little blurry, and she didn't know if the other party had answered whether she had answered or not.

As her body heats up, Miria feels a stream of heat gushing out of her lower body, which is very uncomfortable.

"Bloodlines don't get drunk." Jaston's voice rang softly in her ears.