"Not everyone is willing to suck blood in exchange for immortality and superpowers."

Serra pushed him by the shoulders and calmly broke away from his embrace, "The conditions you can give me are all things I don't need, I am only willing to keep all your secrets in exchange for a chance to live, don't get so close to me in the future, keep your distance, sir." ”

"Don't need it?"

Rosehill was stunned by her words, and managed to get her to leave him temporarily.

But soon, Serra walked to the door of the screening room, and as soon as she opened the door and stepped out with one foot, a cold wind from behind her blew through her neck, and her waist was re-encircled, and her whole body sped back at an indescribable speed.

Her body slammed into the wall, and the sturdy arm behind her blocked all the impact, not hurting her in the slightest, but the top of her head shook a lot of dust.

She squinted and just wanted to snort twice, when the angry Rose Hill whispered at her, "No one can give you wealth, freedom, and everything you want like me, even if you go and twist your sister's head off right now, and I can help you settle the whole Lileni murder and arson, and you actually told me that you don't want it?" ”

His ideas are full of killing, money, and the so-called dark 'freedom', but there is no love.

Sierra knew that Rosehill was obviously attracted to her, but she didn't know that her actions were linked to love, so who was stupid, and how he had kept his chastity to survive all these centuries.

Serra simply responded to her appeal, "I want to be human, I like the warmth of body temperature, the aroma of food, and the blooming of taste buds." ”

"So you still want to follow that stinky dog, who's just in your yard, wall-climbing nasty." He was even angrier, and the arm behind her waist squeezed a hole in the shape of a knuckle into the wall.

Another new nickname.

This comprehension ability is really powerless to complain about.

Serra pursed her lips and simply stood on tiptoe to block the angry mouth.

The enraged vampire froze in place, the softness of his lips better than any attempt to appease him, and his anger receded at the speed of light like a floodgate.

Like a battlefield defeated man who has lost his armor, he resigned himself to his fate and hugged his fragrant enemy, and without the slightest hesitation, he joined this new fierce chase.

Alding felt that time had passed a long time, and was going to come and have a look, but as soon as he pushed open a crack in the door of the screening room, he saw Serra's two calves volleying in the air, and the whole person was like a doll being held in his master's arms and kissed.

He wanted to sigh, but he silently endured his grievances and closed the door.

The cells in the skull have long since died cleanly, but lust is the most irreducible bad thing, no vampire can resist, he is no exception, and his master is no exception.

I don't know if the top brand of the Lebanese brothel picks up customers today, he really needs a woman to soothe his nerves that have been hit by the difference between the mountains.

Serra's bracelet slung around Rosehill's lean waist under his coat, fingertips digging into the corners of his suit, nails running across his slick marble back.

Such suggestive gestures made Roshill take a deep breath.

A cool breeze ran between Serra's lips, and she accidentally bumped into his teeth.

Seizing the opportunity to speak, she immediately whimpered and said, "You should go back and ask the vampires around you if they will do this to their followers." ”

"Absolutely." He whispered to her lips, "They can do it with anyone, as long as both parties are of the same will." ”

"It's not love, it's just to vent emotions?"

"We have an endless amount of energy, and of course we need to vent."

"You've never loved anyone, so who's going to solve the emotions you want to vent?" With each word, Serra's lips had to be kissed against him several times, and there was not a single extra slit at all.

"Don't compare my willpower to those low-level vampires." Ross Hill responded dissatisfiedly, his eyes close to each other, and the tumbling in them was not as he said it was.

Serra lowered her eyes and bit his lower lip, "Really?" Then you go and ask the vampires around you who have a partner, and then define your feelings for me, whether it is a follower or..."

She looked up, her voice soft and slow, "Still a lover." ”

Wife.

Distant words.

Seeing that Rose Hill didn't speak, Sierra withdrew her hand from his clothes, climbed onto his chest, and pressed it on his heart, which was no longer beating, "When you understand, come back to me and talk to me again?" ”

Ross Hill stared at her, the anger on his face already collapsed, his lips moist, and emotions stained with special emotions dominated his eyes.

He compromised.

Because of the irresistible kiss, he knew that something was indeed wrong, and that things were not as he had thought for himself.

Serra smiled and buried her face in his chest, "So we're reconciled for the time being?" You're sending me home? I'm going to school tomorrow. ”

"The etiquette school?" He lowered her to the ground with a calm voice.

"Well, Daddy and Lady Josie told me to go." She leaned against his chest for a moment before she looked up and said, "It's really incredible, I always thought that after revealing your secrets, I would be disposed of, you said that there are only two choices for witnesses. ”

"You're different." He took her left hand and walked out, taunting, "My threat doesn't work for you. ”

Sierra snickered.

It was late when she got home from the screening room, she worked hard during the day to attend classes, watched midnight movies at night, and was sleeping soundly when she was carried out of the car by Rose Hill, and she was still wearing an overcoat to protect herself from the wind.

Lady Josie and Lizzie were already asleep, and only Annahi was waiting at the door with a servant.

She is wearing a solid-color nightdress, with a cinched waist design and a low cut to highlight her figure, but the chest is not big, and no matter how low the neckline is, she can't show too much spring.

"Leave it to me, Mr. Rosehill, and I'll take care of my sister." Annahi whispered, the jealousy in her eyes well hidden.

Rosehill walked away from the servant's hand, "Where's the bedroom, take me there." ”

Annahi gritted her teeth and feigned a smile, "Okay." ”

She turned and walked up the spiral staircase, her long skirt pulled up to her calves, and deliberately bent her chest and back beside him, intending to release her charm.

The sleeping Sierra groaned, and Roshill immediately lowered her head, her eyes resting on her mouth after a few clicks.

I guess I dreamed about something delicious.

Serra didn't expect Losed to be so bold either, and as soon as she squinted in the car and fell asleep, she was pulled into the dream he had weaved.

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