Shut up." He sat down on the edge of the bed and re-covered her with a stinky face.

Eric beside her didn't know when she left, and she quickly felt a little cold. jj.br>

Sensing her thoughts, Rosehill covered her with another blanket that had slipped down, and said coldly, "He went out hunting with that fish."

Serra pursed her dry lips and nodded.

"So."

He snorted softly, and the corners of his lips rose in a very bad curvature.

"You did carry me on my back and pedal two more boats?"

Serra: "..."

I can't speak.

"You can talk." Rosehill grimaced and glanced at her chest, "I hear you clearly."

Serra: "..."

Help me...

"Help?" Ross Hill's hand pressed against her waist through the quilt, and her handsome face continued to enlarge in front of her eyes, full of danger.

"Just want to tell me this?"

She lay on the bed with no way out, her little hands trembling at the sheets.

I'm not, I don't, I'm stepping on two boats, I'm just friendly with everybody.

"Heh, how deep is the friendly exchange? Kiss? Embrace? What else are you doing?" The tip of his nose was almost touching her face, and he was releasing cold air out.

No, no, no, no, no.

I... I was forced to be helpless.

Sierra flicked the little white flag in her heart, tears were about to burst into her eyes, and she didn't know if being strangled to death by Rose Hill had the same effect as being killed by Annahi.

This did not reach Roshill's ears, and his mind reading skills for her were always good and bad, and he was always prone to falling off the chain at critical moments.

Seeing that she was afraid, he restrained the anger in his body and asked her in a low voice, "What else is there to hide from me?"

Sierra shook her head.

"No?"

Sierra nodded.

There really isn't any, nothing excessive.

Roshill grabbed his long arms, put his arms around her waist and picked her up against the head of the bed, temporarily letting go of the topic.

"Yolanda, the servant who was with Josie in the first place, remember?"

Serra thought for a moment and nodded.

She helped Josie frame me, and later was fired by my father, so I said why I saw her so familiar on the day of the flower show, and I didn't recognize it at the time.

"She's the last person to hand you champagne, and that glass of wine does have vampire venom in it."

Roshill stared at her, his voice low and cold: "What puzzles me is that I removed her limbs and gouged out her eyes, and she didn't reveal who the mastermind was, even her heart was clean."

How many people can resist the torture, and they can still keep their mouths and hearts shut and say nothing.

For a vampire who can read minds, this human's endurance and brain are too unexpected.

Rosehill asked, "Do you think she can do all this by herself?"

Sierra shook her head honestly.

"Does this have anything to do with your stepmother and sisters?" He continued to ask questions, and then answered his own questions, "They have been played by you, they have been taken away from their property by you, they have a grudge against you, and they have hatred to come back to murder you, which is very reasonable."

Sierra nodded.

It's reasonable, but there's no 100% guarantee that they're behind it, like vampire venom, how can they get it? There must have been a vampire who seduced them.

But why did you seduce them to harm me?

She threw the question back to him.

Roshill's face sank, and he already had a conclusion in his heart.

"There are traitors in my people who break the rules."

Taking the initiative to give a human vampire venom is tantamount to revealing his identity to the other party, which is absolutely not allowed.

Seeing him look murderous, Serra let go of her grip on the sheets and held his fingers instead.

With Ross Hill's character, there's a real good chance he'll kill everyone involved, which is absolutely impossible.

She said in her heart, "No matter what, don't hurt my family. 】

"They're accomplices, and you still want to take refuge?" He stared at her, his cold face like a sculpture.

Sierra nodded vigorously.

"Your kindness has already killed you once, and it's stupid for you to want to have a second time." Rosshill snorted coldly and pulled away, slamming the door out with a loud bang.

The girl lying on the bed looked up at the ceiling and sighed.

But that's what she wants.

If it weren't for the fact that Annahi had a system that would allow her to go home, she would have agreed with him in both hands and feet for him to kill people.

But then again, if the heroine is really killed by the male protagonist and the world collapses, will she, the number one supporting role, be forced to pop up?

I never thought about this before, I just wanted to survive, but now it's different.

Serra lowered her eyes and pondered, it seemed that this path was worth trying as a last resort.

After a while, Rose Hill, who had walked out, returned with food.

He was, but still wanted to come back and feed her.

A little noodles and bread with mushroom sauce and marinated pork in it.

With his knife, he pulled out the large piece of cured meat in front of her eyes and cut it into small pieces.

"You're going to stay here for the next month."

Serra didn't object, she did need to recuperate.

"Get those two things out of here." Rosehill stared at her, "Before I get completely angry, I think you'll be able to fix this perfectly, right?"

It's a little difficult, you know, they're not easy people to mess with.

"yes, who do you like among us?" Rosehill gripped his knife and began to cut the bread cubes again, the surface of the knife glowing in the light.

Serra swallowed silently and pursed her lips.

I like you and want to marry you.

The word marriage was heard from her lips more than once.

Rosehill softened and handed her the sliced bread and meat, "Marrying me is so important to you? Then why give up eternal life?"

Probably thinking of some bad memories from that time, he began to bare his teeth like a wild beast, "You threaten me for this, I really can't see how bold you are."

Serra silently nibbled on the bread and meat, and her heart replied to him.

Not ready to accept the never-ending darkness, the sunlight that can no longer be touched, I am afraid of this, beyond life.

To live forever in the dark, with blood as its companion, Serra is just thinking about it.

The reason for this is reasonable, the loss of sunlight and bloodsucking is only a minor blemish on the road to eternal life for Roshill.

He enjoyed the right to blood and darkness, but none of this could be forced on Serra.

She's just too small.

Only 18 years old, immature 18 years old, and mentally incomplete toddlers are no different.

It's a child who makes mistakes, and he always needs someone to tolerate it.

His expression converged and became patient, "I reluctantly agree, but I can't live under the same roof with a wolf and a fish, do you know what to do?"

The conversation came back to the fact that it was impossible for Lossic and Eric not to see her for a month.

She thought of a compromise.

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