For several days, Annahi used the system to see werewolves and merfolk coming and going in the vampire duke's castle from time to time.

She was reluctant to believe it, but the only thing that could have brought them together was Serra.

The vampire's venom didn't kill her, she survived well, and after all the lies were exposed, she lived well.

Sierra had already torn her face, and if she pointed the finger at herself, if she wanted them to kill herself, it would have been easy.

Just thinking about Annahi's difficulty in sleeping and eating, but her arms can't reach her thighs, Lizzie is determined to ask her to come with her, and if she doesn't go, marry her off as soon as possible.

She blocked Serra's retreat, and she also lost her own retreat.

"What about your mother?" Lizzie calmed down and asked again.

Annahi reluctantly put on a goose-yellow felt hat and got into his car, "I went out early in the morning, and I didn't know where to go."

"Forget it, just the two of us."

Because there was still a car to drive, Joey, the driver, was left behind to drive.

In Wally's few underground casinos, a handsome gentleman in a hat greets Josie to a gaming table.

Her sunken eyes were gone, and her eyes looked at the table a little cramped, "I won't play this."

The family's money shrank rapidly, and in the morning, in order to supervise the servants not to spend money indiscriminately, she went out to the market to buy in person, but met such a beautiful young gentleman who came to talk to her.

His age is more than enough for her to be a son.

The young body, the proper manners and dress, and the handsome appearance all provoked Josie to fall, and before she knew it, she came here with the only purchase money he had and held his arm.

The man leaned over and touched his lips to her ears, "Don't panic madam, how much money you lost today is counted in my account, and if you win, then this money..."

Josie looked at him with bated breath, her heart pounding.

The man smiled softly, "If you win, the money will be yours, but I want to have a pleasant dinner with you."

"Play a game with me, huh?"

Josie blushed and sat down at the table, "I'll try."

...

The midday sun was fierce, Rosehill was not at the castle, and he believed that Jeremy was to blame for giving the human venom because he had killed his relatives, and Serra was present at the time.

This hatred was enough to sustain him for these crimes.

His subordinates tracked down Jelemi's tracks, and he went out to hunt him down himself.

Recently, the castle has been empty during the day, all of them are Roshide with her, Eric is getting busier and busier in the barracks, he seems to have been promoted again because of what he has done, and the death of the leader of the Church Bellamy in the capital seems to have delayed their pursuit of the werewolves.

Eric didn't tell her about leaving, and he would come to sleep with her on time at night.

Now seeing that they were reluctantly coexisting peacefully because they were critically ill, Serra didn't dare to do anything but scratch the ground with her toes.

The only thought I had was that the emotions of escaping this world became clearer.

When the three feelings are brought to you together for you to choose, you will find that the sins you have created are irreparable, and rejecting anyone is a torture. jj.br>

"Okay? Serra."

Lossid knocked on the bathroom door.

Serra tapped the wall with a small stick, and two clicks meant that it wasn't there yet.

The venom greatly reduced her body's immunity, and she still had very little strength in her body, unable to speak or stand for long periods of time.

She is not a heroine after all, her physique is the same as that of ordinary people, she doesn't have any golden fingers, and now she only needs any little illness to kill her.

Lossid knew she was even more fragile than before, so he didn't leave an inch.

With him by Serra's side always ready to save lives, it is also the reason why Roshill decided to go out and arrest people himself.

When the smell in the bathroom cleared, she knocked on the wall.

The outside door soon opened, and a young man in good shape entered, expertly lifted her up from the toilet, and asked her to straighten her skirt by herself.

Every time it came to such a time, Sierra blushed and didn't want to see him.

"Are you still shy?" He stroked her back, kissed her sideburns, and said softly, "I like the way you can't do anything but rely on me."

She wasn't shy, she felt that every time she asked him to come in and help put on a skirt after solving her physiological needs, how could he endure the smell, and said that he liked her without changing his face.

"It's sunny outside, I'll take you to play in the water?" Roshide carried her out and walked to the bedroom window to let her look out at the natural scenery.

Although he didn't like to stay here, the town has not been peaceful lately, and the castle of Rosehill is indeed the best place to stay in Serra.

He learned to admit and accept.

Sierra nodded lazily.

Her head was dressed in a new hat that was fashionable by Roshit, and he tied a bow around her neck with lace, and she wore a blue tutu skirt, which really looked like a delicate doll that he carried in his hand and dressed up.

She couldn't help but glance at the smile on Losheed's face, and the lake's blue eyes were soaked with appreciation and warmth, which showed that he really enjoyed the feeling of fiddling with her wantonly.

Rebel at once, Serra took off her hat and put it on his head, squeezed the fluffy silver threads all over his head, and put on a white lady's hat with an evil face.

Hahahaha.

Her pale lips curled, and she laughed in an ugly hoarse voice and stopped in time to swallow her throat.

Roshide was so happy to see her, and his nose rubbed the tip of her beautiful nose, "So happy? Is it because it's on my head?"

Seeing that he was also doting on his lips and smiling, the red that had just receded from Serra's thin face appeared faintly, and he nodded his chin firmly.

"Then I'll wear it, and you'll be happy and happy."

He walked out of the castle with the soft-scented girl in his arms and went to a small pond not far away.

The small pond that can be seen from the eye is surrounded by a circle of trees, and the sun shines straight down, splitting and forming a substantial shape in the air.

The short wooden trestle was on the edge of the lake, and Serra was placed at the end of the trestle, and she looked at the pale green water, and couldn't help kicking off her shoes and drenching her feet.

As expected, it was cool and comfortable.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, looking like she was enjoying herself.

Roshide held her waist to prevent people from falling, and his fingertips rubbed the soft flesh of her waist from time to time, and he was addicted to the handle.

"Khalida asked me to bring you a message."

"She prepared a lot of food and weapons to pile up in the factory according to your request, and there will be no problems over there for the time being, and she will not escape by train."

After a moment's thought, Serra understood, and she pulled out the small notebook she had with her now.

[Is it because of Zachary? 】

"Hmph." Roshide snorted, "That guy went to live in that woman's house permanently, and she really built him a big fish pond."

It seemed humiliating to him, a great disgrace.

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