Microsilk lay on the ground, her face that had always been arrogant and smiling, full of flattery and flattery.

"Spare you?"

Su Nuo squatted down, holding his cheeks with both hands, and his little face, which was a little baby fat, was also squeezed and bulging.

Her voice, soft, sweet and silky like a sweet marshmallow.

"Yes."

Microsilk nodded busily, mainly she didn't know, what was going on?

Su Nuo is usually in school, but she is just a wooden beauty, she only knows how to study, and she only knows how to go crazy to get a scholarship, so she has stolen a lot of limelight from herself.

If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have her.

But!

The current Su Nuo is obviously different from usual.

Usually, she is a wooden beauty, very wooden.

But now, everything seems to be different.

Her eyes are as dazzling as the stars, and most importantly, she can hit people.

Just...... She saw it all in her eyes, so many tall and big men, she knocked them down in a few clicks.

Himself, how could he be his opponent.

"Nope."

But in the next second, Su Nuo refused sweetly.

She picked up the microfilament and walked into the room.

Microsilk struggled desperately while shouting for help.

But, downstairs is carnivaling, and the sound of microsilk is all very weak.

"It's noisy."

Su Nuo frowned, and her red lips also pursed slightly.

A hand knife slashed at Microwire's neck.

Weisi's eyes rolled and she fainted, Su Nuo walked to the door, and as soon as she let go of her hand, she threw Weisi in.

With a click, Su Nuo closed the door again.

Then, Su Nuo took a long breath, turned around and walked downstairs again.

She was barefoot, stepping on the wooden floor, but she felt cool and comfortable.

Downstairs, there was a burst of jubilation.

She kept going out of the castle, and no one paid attention to her.

Su Nuo was barefoot, walking on the mountain road, her delicate little feet were scratched, and the blood flowed.

It is about that there is some kind of medicinal effect on the body, and the pain of this wound makes Su Nuo feel sober and comfortable.

I don't know how long I walked, but as I walked, I watched a fog rise in front of me.

A cool breeze blows, and it is a rich floral scent.

Su Nuo stood still, tilted his head, and looked at the mist with his crystal clear eyes.

The shadow was wrong, as if it saw that there was a castle in it.

Su Nuo stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, blinked again, and looked more carefully.

It seemed like it was really a castle, and she staggered inside.

When I walked to the gate of the ancient castle, I found that this ancient castle looked even older than the one I was waiting for before.

Gothic building surrounded by brightly colored roses.

A gust of wind blew, and the thick fog that was still permeating it slowly dissipated.

The moon overhead, more clearly.

Su Nuo stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the castle, creaking and rattling, making an ancient and lengthy sound.

The rose petals wrapped around the door also fell to the ground due to squeezing.

Su Nuo stepped in, and felt a cold wind blowing over.

The inside is very dark, and the moonlight outside the window, through the window, shines in slightly, making it even more eerie.

The moonlight here is cold.

Su Nuo's body was a little unsupportable, and the steps of her feet were also a little staggering.

She continued, walking forward.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her shoulders from behind, and the sharp fangs, a little cold, gently touched her delicate neck.

There were also some soft strands of hair, swaying around the edge of her cheeks, rubbing.

Su Nuo was slightly stunned, and her watery clear eyes were also flickering.

She looked back, and all she could see was his glowing red eyes.

Scarlet, with a bloodthirsty twist.

In the end, because my body couldn't bear it, I fainted.

Wren looked at the little woman who fainted in his arms, his beautiful eyebrows, and raised slightly.

So overwhelmed?

Wren sniffed lightly, and there was some sweetness on her body, which smelled good and sweet.

When I stayed with her, I didn't seem to want to suck blood.

With this feeling in his heart, Wren's fangs disappeared, and his scarlet bloody eyes gradually returned to azure eyes.

He reached out and picked up Su Nuo and walked towards his bed.

Gently put Su Nuo down, and then lay down himself, in a not small space, lingering with the faint fragrance of Su Nuo's body.

Wren gradually closed his eyes, and his delicate face turned out to be a light smile of extreme pleasure.

You really don't have to suck blood? The blood that is usually drunk is brought back after Carlos purifies it.

He hadn't smelled such sweetness in a long time.

When Su Nuo was asleep, he flipped over again, so he got closer to Wren.

The slender arm, also wrapped around Wren's neck, is white and tender. The tender little face is also tightly cling.

It was about the body that was somewhat controlled by drugs, and his whole body was a little hot, but Ren next to him was cold, so Su Nuo was more willing to lean in the direction of Ren.

Wren hadn't slept so well for a long time, and at this time, Su Nuo came over, and the sweet aroma on her body also lingered all over his body, so Wren was also very intoxicated.

All of a sudden, the two slept very soundly, and before they knew it, the night had passed.

The next morning, the larks outside the window were singing very smartly and pleasantly.

Su Nuo slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Wren.

A beautiful man from the West.

In the memory of the original owner, there are many Western men's appearances, but none of them in his mind can compare with him.

This is God's workmanship!

Every inch, every minute, is a perfect masterpiece.

Chisered face, tall nose, sex. The thin lips and the eyes that are not opened, but they still have his unique charm.

In particular, the eyes are tightly closed, and the eyelashes are overlapped with each other, which makes it look more scene.

It's so beautiful!!

Su Nuo couldn't help but sigh.

Her fingers, a little untouching, wanted to poke his eyelashes.

Su Nuo kept holding on, and her fingers curled up hard.

Suddenly, something came to my mind.

It's a plot about the original owner.

The protagonist of this world is called Wren. Cavendis, who lives in an old castle, is the Duke of Devonhill and is a vampire.

He had lived for too long, a little bored, and he didn't want to live anymore, so he raised a bloodline called Carlos.