The job of the female partner is really not easy to do.

Especially in the face of the outline character setting,Completely different from the male protagonist.。

But that shameless goods, you should know a little shame.

It's unlikely that he will actually do anything to her.

By the way, I don't know if it's an illusion.

I always feel like Sylle ...... It's a bit like Cyril.

Could it be a father and son?

As Li Meng walked slowly towards Cyril's room, she felt that she was about to wrestle at any moment.

She lowered her eyes coldly, and she saw the gorgeous dark purple dress on her body.

The dress was well-made, and on the beautiful and ornate hem was a masked lilac tulle.

Layer upon layer, like a soft purple cloud.

And the neckline is very low, and the long two-section sleeves are edged with gold silk threads and tied with small bows.

What a dreamy, revealing, and gorgeous dress.

Li Meng didn't know what the housekeeper was twitching and wanted her to do with her gadgets.

When she saw this dress, she also wanted to make the same expression as the housekeeper.

Because this kind of skirt is too impractical.

A little bit of it, and it feels rotten.

And the skirt is still long, so you can't run fast.

Li Meng saw the familiar door, and reached out to push it hard.

This door is heavy on her.

As a result, as soon as my fingertips touched the door, the door opened slowly and automatically.

She was slightly stunned before she tugged at the corner of her skirt with one hand, and then stepped in.

In the huge empty room, outside the wide stone window, those vine roses were still in full bloom.

Moonlight poured in diagonally through the window.

Falling all over the interior, in the middle of the red carpet.

On the thick and gorgeous coffin, on the family crest of the blood clan, the bat quietly opened its wings, and its red eyes were embellished with gorgeous rubies.

The girl looked a little dazed.

The housekeeper makes her ...... Tell Cyril to get up, no, get up the coffin.

But the coffin plate was covered so tightly.

Which way is she going to push?

But when you are a maid for a day, you push the coffin board for a day.

Li Meng didn't have anything to complain about, she laboriously studied the coffin structure, then stretched out her fingers, avoided the bats on the board, and began to try to push it.

Motionless.

She wasn't in a hurry either.

After all, if Cyril had been asleep, she wouldn't have to work.

So the meaning is pushed twice, and after the push can't be moved.

She just stood quietly, not in a hurry.

A quiet cold moon accompanied by the scent of roses.

Let Li Meng start to fall asleep.

She is also the biological clock of human beings, and this way of staying up late is simply a weapon for early death.

Li Meng yawned expressionlessly, and was about to stand and squint to sleep.

But I heard a soft, clear voice.

Squeak –

Ringing in the ears.

In the silence and coldness of the room, the voice came abruptly.

Li Meng was a little unresponsive, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful red eyes returned to clear.

She looked up and saw the dark coffin in front of her, which opened automatically.

Almost instinctively, Li Meng took a few steps back.

There is no way, the habitual thinking of the Orientals.

The coffin was opened, and it was either a zombie or a tomb robber.

Of course, she quickly reacted again.

This is the Western Plane World, and there are vampires.

The edge of the coffin suddenly made a soft click, as if the knuckles were pressing hard against the wooden edge.

Then Li Meng saw that a pale and beautiful hand, slowly appearing on the edge, and the glossy fingertips had a delicate beauty in the moonlight.

Then the king who was lying in the coffin got up slowly, his golden fluffy hair was a little messy, a few strands of hair fell under his eyes, and his beautiful red eyes had a cold and lonely sense of coolness.