"Sister!" Layla exclaimed and rushed to the door of the store, "Who beat you like this?" ”

The blood-colored figure that appeared at the door was none other than Seria, her body was covered in blood, and she looked extremely terrifying.

However, Ringer found no obvious wounds on her, and her vitality was still strong, so after the first surprise she quickly calmed down.

"Don't worry, it's not my blood." Layla smiled at her sister and reached out to touch her head, but when she saw her hand dyed red, she retracted, "And it's not blood." ”

"Not blood?" Layla cautiously put her face close to her sister's body, sniffed, and sure enough, she didn't smell blood, but a sweet smell.

"Huh? What a fragrant taste, what is it? ”

She could be sure that this was definitely not her sister's body odor, although her sister was also very fragrant, but it was not this smell.

"It's tree sap." "I'm a little thirsty, let's go over there." She walked over to the bar, and Layla followed her back to the bar.

Seria didn't sit down, but stood next to her chair.

"I won't sit down, lest I stain your seats." She turned her head to look at her ass, and there was some undried red sap on her light buttocks.

"Ringer, bring me a refreshing drink, I'm going back to wash my body after drinking." She turned back to Ringer.

Ringer's nose twitched slightly, observing the red juice that was running down Serya's cheeks, and as Serya got closer, he smelled a strange fragrance that made his mouth start to produce saliva.

But now it's better to make her a glass of wine first, and before satisfying your curiosity, you should first satisfy the guests' requests.

He made a lemon sourdough for Seria. Ice cubes, lemon, carbonated drinks, dilute the taste of alcohol, and the taste is refreshing and pleasant, which is exactly what Seria is asking for at this time.

The lemon sourdough was very simple, and Seria was telling Layla about her experience, when a refreshing-looking drink floated in front of her.

"So fast, thanks."

She grabbed the glass and drank it almost in one gulp.

"Whew, that's good, where did I just go?"

"An ominous forest." Layla reminded.

"I'll talk about that later, I'll have to go back and take a shower." Seria put down her glass and prepared to leave.

"I'm going to wash it when I'm done, don't hang my appetite."

"No, no, no, I'm slimy now, so it's uncomfortable." Seria turned and walked away.

Apparently impatient to wait, Layla followed her sister's footsteps and left, apparently intending to follow the question.

Ringer looked at the glass that Seria had put down, and there were red fingerprints on the wall.

He picked up the glass, brought it close to his nose, and sniffed it, the fingerprints that remained on the wall of the glass emitted a faint strange aroma.

Although he was tempted to analyze the taste of this red juice with his tongue, several pairs of eyes were now staring at him, and it was clearly not appropriate to do so.

Judging by the smell, this juice should not taste bad, and it may be used for cocktailing.

Ask her when Seria returns, and you'll have to taste it for yourself.

"Pervert, you!"

Although he managed to resist the urge to lick the cup, it was clear that his act of smelling the used cup of his guest was enough for Elise to accuse him.

Elise saw a perverted look on her face and tried to judge Ringer with her eyes, but Ringer acted calmly, took the towel from the side, and began to wipe the wine glass in her hand. m.

"Hey, you say he's a pervert!" She turned her head and asked the women at the bar, trying to get them to see Ringer for what he really was.

"His gesture with the glass is so graceful, and his hand ......" Lily stared at Ringer's slender fingers, her face flushed, and a hint of obsession flashed in her eyes.

"You think I'll care about this?" Karina laughed, "I'm just worried he's not perverted enough." ”

Tracy remained silent, but nodded visibly when she heard Karina's words.

Ah, they're hopeless.

Some people died, but not completely......