To be honest, Kylelius actually prefers her kind of dress, after all, every man's innermost pursuit of ** will always be lacking, although her current outfit can also perfectly reflect her mature charm.

Kellius recalled that Daphany was wearing a black filial piety dress and partying all night with herself in all corners of this villa, and he felt even more hot, and he wanted to immediately press the noble lady down on the floor covered with precious carpets and correct the law on the spot.

But he knew that this was not the right time, for there was a man of high standing besides the two of them and the usual very knowledgeable people.

"Hehehe~~~~ Kyle, you are really, don't compliment me here, this is not a formal banquet, how can I, an old woman in my forties, be as beautiful as you say. Daphany gently covered the corners of her mouth with the back of her other hand, let out a joyous chuckle, and gently sent Kelelius in a flattering tone. But the joy and complacency in his tone could not be concealed, and he was obviously extremely proud of such beauty at his age.

Although he was saying no, he actually knew that most women who said 'no' in their mouths probably wanted to 'want' in their hearts, and Dafanie was obviously such a 'normal' woman. From her demeanor at this time, it was obvious that the Baroness did not resist his compliments, after all, women always love beauty, and especially like others to praise their beauty.

"This is not a compliment, beautiful Mrs. Cole, you will always be a beautiful woman in my heart. Moreover, you are really not too old for a magician, you can still be said to be very young. Kylelius smiled at the delighted Baroness in front of her, knowing that her words were still very much to her liking.

There was another coquettish laugh, Dafanie Xia Ran was very happy that she invited someone to be infatuated with her beauty, but fortunately she remembered that the main purpose of inviting Kylelius here this time was to let the girl next to her increase some alone time with Kyleus, and it was naturally very important to enhance the relationship before marriage.

"Dear Kyle, you might as well save the extra compliments for later, and use them when you go and coax those little girls. It just so happens that I have a girl here who needs to be coaxed by you, and I think you should have met her, this is my niece and your fiancée. Lycia, come here. Daphany stopped laughing, and with a smile on her face, she pulled over the girl who had been standing next to her since just now, with a faint flush on her delicate face, and her two small hands stirred together, looking very shy and nervous.

She has long silver hair, a pair of silver clear eyes, and a delicate little face that is simple and not modified by too much makeup, exuding a trace of holiness and innocence that people can't look at directly.

This is the guest invited by Dafanie's strategy, and the second daughter of the Count of Stelle, whom Kyrlius will marry in a few days, and Licia Stelle, who is known as the "Winter Rose of Cyprus" in Banky and the Cyprus region.

He didn't wear the full silver suit he wore on the day of the banquet at this time, but just a cute pale pink dress with a pair of cute pink women's leather shoes, a small women's hat tied to the chin with a ribbon of the same color, a small belt of the same color at the slender pink neck, and a small parasol, it was a pink gothic loli girl.

Although it was not the first time that Kylelius had met his fiancée, the aura of holiness emanating from her body still made Kylelius feel intimate and fascinated. After Daphany pulled the pink girl, he focused almost all of his attention on the girl.

Although he also knew that as a vampire, it was ridiculous to say that it was intimate with the smell of holiness, but it was true. Ever since he first met the young lady at a banquet, Kyrlius had been fascinated by this 'deadly' aura for vampires, and had unconsciously fallen into it.

"Of course, of course I know this beautiful young lady, and I danced with you at your birthday dinner that day, and I remember you very well, and I will never forget your appearance every night. I will never forget your beauty and holiness that day. I just don't know if Miss Licia remembers me?" After listening to Daphine's introduction, Kylelius once again bent slightly, grabbed his fiancée's delicate little hand, and kissed him again, and spat out a graceful word of praise from his mouth.

Lycia's already nervous expression became even more nervous when she heard Kyleus's overflowing compliment, and a darkening flush spread all over her cheeks. However, the aristocratic manners that had been cultivated from the life of the nobility for many years still allowed the second daughter of the earl to respond to the praise of Kylelius quite decently.

"You've won the prize, Lord Kyleus, I'm just an ordinary girl, far from being as beautiful and holy as a saint of your church. Of course, I remember you, and my father was able to escape because of your great help that night, and I also learned from all sides about your heroic posture at that time, which really fascinated me. As she spoke, Lycia gradually got rid of her nervous state, regained a little calm, returned to an aristocratic smile on her face, and looked at Kylelius with a little admiration or gratitude.

However, Kylelius vaguely felt that the young lady in front of him didn't seem to be very interested in the aristocratic greetings just now, or rather a little resistant. Thinking of this, Kyrlius decided to communicate with her in a different way.

So he changed his tone and continued: "Miss Lycia, let's throw away those nobilistic communication without nutrition, I am your fiancé, and you are about to become my official wife." So, I guess we could have made the communication a little bit simpler. ”

Kylelius guessed right, Licia was really the kind of person who didn't like the way nobles got along, she looked relieved, and then showed a somewhat naughty and cute expression, and said to Kylelius in a brisk tone: "Great, gladly, my fiancé." I've always been a dislike of the kind of conversation that is not nutritious but keeps my father and them entertained, so thank you for your understanding. ”