Chapter 4: Night

I didn't close the door, I think that's what Fidi is going to do.

Walking in the hallway, the high floor-to-ceiling windows are opened, and the gentle wind blows in, which makes people feel refreshed.

The gentle sunlight shone on the cotton carpet on the floor, and it glowed softly.

There are several murals on the walls, the colors are not bright, most of them use dark yellow, black, red as the whole color tone of the painting.

It's beautiful.

I looked at several of the paintings with the theme of naked people, and their expressions were extremely vivid and lifelike, and their beautiful dancing postures had a hint of rigidity, and I couldn't say it, as if they only knew the sad song before they died.

I walked over and looked at the paintings, and finally I stopped in a daze.

One of the most cornered paintings is a picture of a castle at night, somewhat eerie, with several bats painted on it.

What is unusual is that this is the castle of Vistel without light. Its four corners are also edged with gold.

I smiled, Vest Vic, you......

Bright lights were lit up, and the silent castle exuded eerie colors.

In the evening, Princess Xenia did not stay, and said goodbye to us and left.

The castle of Vest was deserted again, and I took off my valet costume, and tomorrow, I was going to do what I had to do again.

The corners of Lockett Feather's beak lifted slightly.

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Westvich walked elegantly down the hallway, next to the paintings. The wall lamp shines on it, and the dark picture scroll looks vulgar.

He took the hand of a gorgeous woman and walked on the carpet.

"West, or forget it today."

She looked at the vulgar paintings on the walls, and she was a little cautious. Somehow, he felt something was wrong today.

But when she looked at West, his blue eyes and silver-white hair looked so charming in the dim light.

She had conquered such a beautiful man several times, and when she thought of the screaming of this seemingly mysterious and elegant man being dominated by her, her courage instantly grew again, and she regretted what she had just said.

She felt her chin pinched by a long, gloved finger and lifted it.

"What do you say, Princess Xenia, I really want to see your kitten-like back tonight."

Princess Xenia looked at Vest's handsome face, blushed shyly, and patted the foreign object on her chin with her hand.

"Why are you so annoying?"

Princess Xenia bowed her head, and the fear in her heart vanished.

Vestevich's dark blue eyes deepened, and he took Princess Xenia's hand and twisted the wall lamp on the side of the last painting.

The mural unfolded, revealing a secret passageway.

By the time he pulled her in, the mural was closed again, and everything was intact.

At the moment of closing, a stream of air penetrated through the gap in the mural.

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Vestvich pinched Princess Xenia's cheek and kissed her hard, pressing her against the wall and immobilizing her.

Xenia's face was flushed, I don't know if it was because of shyness or if it was really hard to breathe.

"Westβ€”"

Westevich pulled open her pantyhose, which were empty except for a slippery patch.

West smiled, smiling wickedly and charmingly.

Xenia's face flushed again.

One of Vest's hands gripped her face, and the other ran over Xenia's shoulders, back, and hips to the bottom.

The moment he reached in, Xeniajiao gasped.

His two fingers roamed underneath her, touching her sensitive spots.

Xenia's crotch also tightened and relaxed.

Xenia felt that she couldn't go soft, and she was about to slide down.

"West...... I ......"

Xenia's face was as red as a ripe apple.

Vicky gave up on her lips and licked her face instead. Licked to the cheeks, nose, eyes, ears.

As he licked his ears, Xenia barked, like a poor kitten.

Vicky licked his neck, little by little, with the smell of teasing, and his hand under him did not stop.

"Don't, don't ......"

West finally spoke, with a hint of flirtatious and a hint of anger.

"Xenia, what should I do if you are so unreasonable to me?"

"Don't dare...... Don't dare...... I don't dare anymore......"

Xenia gasped as well.

Westvich was still holding her in his other hand, untying the ribbon behind Xenia to prevent her from slipping.

He licked her neck, his silver-white hair fluttering, as if representing his happy mood at the moment, his dark blue eyes darkened, darkened, and finally turned red like blood.

Suddenly, his two teeth suddenly became sharp.

I was shaken.

Because I saw Vestevich's teeth pierce into Xenia's white neck, blood gushing out, and Xenia still has a face of charm and sexual bliss.