"Ahh So sleepy. Qingluan, who was sitting on the rooftop, yawned.

Wind Chimes looked at her speechlessly.

"You're not sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Wind Chimes shook his head and replied to the question of non-nutrition.

Qingluan looked at the princess and the deacon who disappeared below, and yawned again, "This pair is right." ”

"Envy, jealousy, hatred." The wind chime bit the chocolate and added hatefully.

"Hey...," Qingluan sighed.

I think about that guy.

"What are you sighing about?" Wind Chime looked at her, "It should be me sighing, I don't even have a boyfriend!" ”

"I sigh that my man is not here!" Qingluan supports the cheeks.

“...”

"This Christmas, oh no Mass, is there any competition for everyone to make it like this?" Qingluan tilted his head and suddenly asked.

Wind Chime nodded, "yes, didn't you look at the form carefully?" ”

"Where's the form?"

"It's on the announcement list."

"Oh . . . Not. ”

Wind Chimes rolled his eyes and squeezed out a smile, "The most popular campus will get points." "Oh? That's how you eat and drink? Qingluan was surprised.

“... Sort of... After the end of Mass, points will be awarded to the most popular places. ”

"Then our first campus can give up, it's no fun." The dark side seems to be the most popular.

"Well, we can help the Night Clan promote it from tomorrow." Wind Chimes said.

"Oh..."Qingluan suddenly realized.

European-style castle.

The young maid bent forward, ready to help the girl take off her coat.

"No need." The girl waved her hand to stop the movements of several people, took off the black blazer she was draped on, and then looked at the white gloves in her hand, "Luo Luo~"

"Your Highness the Princess." Credylus leaned down gracefully, his deep and magnificent purple eyes, as brilliant as delicate crystals.

"Take it off for me."

The girl raised her hands and gestured for the white gloves on them.

"Yes, my princess."

Credylus chuckled softly and lowered his head to bite the corner of the white silk, removing the entire white glove.

Revealing the girl's slender and fair little hands.

The bewitching red eyes fell slightly, Ka Liya raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, he did this kind of action, elegant and with an indescribable color, it was really... Attractive. Before he could get up, the girl grabbed his wrist, her delicate lips slightly open, and her teeth followed his movements and bit down on the white silk glove.

Little by little, and its slow speed pulls upwards.

Magnificent purple eyes as crystal, with a deep dark color.

His fingers were clean, slender and slender, with well-proportioned joints.

It's just that the back of her hand is engraved with a weird dark purple pattern, and there is a faint chill that makes her a little frightened.

The girl lowered her head slightly, her slender hand covering the palm of his, her hand was small, and compared to his, it looked more slender and attractive. His palms are very warm, and she, who has always disliked the scorching temperature, is a little infatuated at this time.

Ten fingers clasped tightly.

"Your Highness the Princess, Chief Deacon." The young maid stood on the stairs, bowed her head, and said respectfully, "The water has been placed." ”

"Hmm."

Credylus hooked the girl's slender waist and hugged her.

The delicate dark red dress fell to the ground as the door closed.

The night was hazy.

After bathing, the girl changed into a silky white nightdress, and her extremely long and soft black hair fell down like a fine silk.

Credulus gently placed the girl on the princess's bed, and gently brushed her soft hair behind her ears with her slender fingers, and kissed the girl's white forehead and her long and thick eyelashes.

Then there are the charming eyes.

After that, he kissed her delicate lips.

Like a dragonfly touching water, gentle and restrained.

"Good night, Your Highness Princess." A deep and clean voice with a charming sensuality and magnetism.

"Lolo." The girl grabbed his sleeve and looked at him with bewitching red eyes, stubborn and serious, "Do you remember what I said to you when we first met?" ”

"yes, yes."

"What did I say?" She tilted her head back and met him for a moment.

Credulus chuckled and leaned down, her soft lips resting on her tiny collarbone, "You say..."

In the dimly lit corridor, a ray of light struck the ground obliquely through the gap.

The man in the deacon's suit stepped up the stairs, his figure was slender and elegant, but he had a pair of deep and magnificent bewitching purple eyes, the color as clean as crystal, in the dim black, intertwined with dangerous and bewitching light and shadow.

The Night Clans who passed by lowered their heads, not daring to look at them.

"Who is he?"

"It's a monster!!"

The sound of flickering and approaching.

Stepping on a calm pace, his expression remains unchanged, elegant and noble, like a royal nobleman.

In sight, a little girl of about five or six years old suddenly appeared, wearing a long white dress that did not fit, showing her white and tender little arms, barefoot, and holding a rag doll in her hand.

Soft and slightly curly long hair, a pair of bewitching red eyes like glass, clean and clear.

His footsteps did not stop, and even his eyes did not change in the slightest, and he was not shocked.

"Hey." The little girl's voice was clean and immature, but it exuded an indescribable momentum. He lowered his head, his deep and bewitching purple eyes did not change, and said lightly, "Huh? ”

The girl raised her eyes, and her long, thick eyelashes were gently raised upward.

"Human, I've got a crush on you."