"What does Prince Fanzhuo mean by being here?"

Lambert sat down on the couch in the living room, cut open the cigar that Mordo had given him, and asked him to light it.

The light white smoke of the fine cigar curled up, and Lambert's eyes also froze, with a pride that was not easy to get along with.

As soon as the man under the cloak took off his hood, the appearance of a young man appeared, with a three-dimensional face like a knife and an axe, and a pair of amber eyes.

There is a legend among vampires that if you can go to Prince Fanzhuo's bed, you will have no regrets even if you die.

Fanzhuo's lips are thin, but there is a pronounced curvature at the peak of the lip.

He said coldly: "It's just to catch up with my uncle, Master Lambert is not too nervous." ”

His uncle's shout of Elaud would be able to maintain his feet, and he even staggered on his legs.

This is to force him and Prince Lambert to tear their faces.

Mordo cut a fine cigar for Lambert, put it to his lips, and lit it for him.

Lambert took a puff of his cigar and gracefully exhaled a puff of smoke rings, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Fan Zhuo, your hand can't be too long, you may not be able to get anything if you stretch out the boundary."

He whispered a warning, and with that he stood up and walked over to Elaud.

As he stood still, he spat a puff of cigarette straight into Erowd's face, causing him to close his eyes uncomfortably.

Lambert raised his hand and patted Elo's face twice, "Again, you can't be too greedy to be a vampire. ”

His words made Elod swallow unconsciously.

"Uh-huh, yes."

He answered the word only with promises.

Immediately afterward, Lambert unleashed a pair of black bony wings and smiled meaninglessly at Elaud.

Then his wings stirred, and his figure flashed out and left.

Elaude couldn't stand any longer, and sat straight back on the ground with a snap, a dark cloud slowly fainting from his pants, and a foul smell permeated.

Van Zhuo frowned, looking at Elaud's pale face.

A soft "It's useless" fell to the ground, and then only Modo was left in the living room to help the Duke up.

As soon as Lambert returned to his castle, he heard a cat's howl as he stepped into the courtyard.

The girl is bathing a Persian cat with a strong and resolute attitude......

I don't know why, but this Persian cat, who has always been disobedient, is very well-behaved in her hands.

A big event like a bath turned out to be obediently succumbed after only two howls, and he didn't even stretch out his cat's paws.

You know, even he has scratched this little thing, let alone the servant housekeeper of the house.

Now it is this person and a cat who are basking in the sun sweetly after washing the fragrance, which is really rare.

Of course, Chen Xi found Lambert, but she still unhurriedly finished bathing Xiaobai and wiped its hair half-dry before greeting the prince.

"Hey, uncle, you're going for a walk!"

The girl smiled skillfully, as lively and agile as the elf missed by the heavens.

However, this "uncle" made the corners of Lambert's mouth twitch and leave with a cold face.

Wendell was obviously impressed by Emilia's eccentricity, and it had been a long time since the prince had an angry expression.

"Hey, Wendell, it's you, am I calling me wrong? It feels like Lambert is not very happy. ”

"Amilia, you're still young, if you really want to count it, it's probably grandpa's grandpa hahaha."

Apparently this was a joke that could only be made in private, and Wendell thought it was funny when he finished it.