Under the bright moonlight, the forbidden rose garden.

【Host~】

- What's wrong?

Before Fusang could react, his wrist was suddenly grabbed, and a cold touch came from his skin.

Almost subconsciously shot.

Sharp silverware streaked through the air, reflecting a white glow in the moonlight, and the comer's wrist was grasped before it could get close.

Both wrists were held tightly.

The cold touch made people unconsciously have a trace of goosebumps.

Fusang looked up at the man who was covering the moonlight, oh no, the elegant vampire clan.

Enchanting and beautiful in the rose garden.

In front of the girl, a young boy appeared at some point, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The young man who suddenly appeared turned his back to Yuehua, and his slender figure blocked the cold moon, shrouding her in a layer of shadow.

At this moment, the young man with pale skin and a hint of coldness, his bony hands firmly held her hands.

Magnificent eyes seemed to have found the most delicious thing, staring directly at her pale fingertips, a drop of blood coming out of them.

Fusang then followed the thin moonlight and saw the young man's appearance clearly.

A young man dressed in the complicated gentleman's clothes of a medieval aristocracy, with long silver hair and golden eyes as beautiful as sparkling gems.

Cold and abstinent, and a little bewitching.

If vampires are classified according to their appearance, the young man's appearance simply crushes all vampires, and he is a well-deserved king.

Vampires also have many different eye colors, according to the information given by the system.

Vampire with golden eyes...... With the most powerful ancestral bloodline, it can make vampires submit with just one pair of eyes.

So, this time the little obedient identity is the vampire prince?

Even though he knew that he was a little obedient, he was a stranger to him.

Humans are just a 'mobile blood bank' for vampires.

Hey, if you get bitten on the neck, it will definitely hurt.

The cutie tried to speak: "You ......"

"It's fragrant."

The boy probably hadn't spoken for a long time, and his tone was a little astringent.

However, his voice is low and slightly magnetic, and his extremely pleasant and sultry voice always gives people the feeling of being demagogic.

Fusang swallowed unconsciously, and cautiously tried to withdraw his hand.

The vampire boy clenched her hand and didn't move, her thin red lips pressed closer to her long, blood-dripping fingers.

"Your blood is fragrant......"

Ludwig tilted his head slightly, his long silky silver hair blew down to his chest with the night breeze, and his coveted beauty was impossible to refuse.

The pale and delicate face had a faint expression, a serious inquiry.

"Can I drink your blood?"

Fusang's whole body froze suddenly, and he refused without thinking about it.

"No way!"

Ludwig's handsome and pale face frowned slightly, his thin lips pursed, and he said, "Why?" ”

The fragrant taste of blood attracted him and made him want to taste it urgently.

He woke up from his slumber to the fragrant blood.

I really want to drink, my throat is very thirsty.

But he was rejected.

The Bloodline would never ask for the consent of his prey, but for some reason, he subconsciously asked.

I really can't help it.

Fusang felt the grievances on the vampire boy's face.

But she didn't have time to answer.

The handsome boy clenched her delicate wrist and bowed his head to take her fingers.

The smell of blood passed through his taste buds, making his whole body agitated, and he subconsciously wanted to ask for more.