Chapter 159: Two vampires drink without blood (11)

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When Osmond woke up, he heard a noise, and the castle was always quiet, and there was very little such noise. He opened his eyes, the casket hanged and pushed away, he shouted Winston, and their universal butler appeared before him, saluting respectfully.
"What happened?"
Winston replied: "It's Miss Alicia. Last night's" Blood Spring Activity "seemed to cast a shadow on her. She has spent a day cleaning her body repeatedly. She just found that her skin has a little problem. The servants rushed out of the room. "
"Then let her shut up and really think of herself as a lady invited to be a guest? Warn her, if you dare to destroy the tranquility of the castle, don't try to escape the next" Blood Spring Event. " Jiadi threatened.
He had forgotten what he really admired Alicia, her bravery and frankness? No, it turns out that it is only under certain constraints and restrictions. Compared with another person, those behaviors that once made them look like a clown.
"Yes."
After answering the question, Winston stepped back and saw that he was going to disappear at the door. After a long pause, Osmon suddenly stopped him and asked, "... Is she awake?"
Up to this moment, he can still remember the madness of last night, the smell of sweetness flowing in the promenade, the cracked colored windows reflected in the bright red blood, and the silent moonlight, the girl's pale face, and the broken on the ground Blood rose.
The picture of the memory made him hold his breath and could not easily distract his thoughts.
He said two "her" in a row, but Winston could understand which one he was talking about and would lead: "Miss, she is still sleeping in the room."
"Sleep?" He couldn't say this with certainty, and immediately shook his head, "Forget it, let her sleep."
At this time, she probably didn't want to see any of them-Osmond didn't realize that he had already stood in her perspective to think about her problems without realizing it.
Winston noticed his change, "Master, you care about Miss Sakura."
"Really?" Osmond called his name dangerously. "Winston, don't listen to things outside your area of ​​responsibility."
The smile on Winston's face remained the same. Nothing else was said, just said: "Please move to the restaurant for dinner, and Lord Oswald is already waiting for you."

The restaurant was restored to emptyness, and Oswald and Osmond sat on both sides, tacitly not mentioning what happened last night.
A servant respectfully presented a book to Oswald, "Master."
Osvid was inexplicable, thinking that the housekeeper had turned over the ancient book from which corner. He opened his hand, and there was a bookmark of gold leaf veins, and he said casually: "I beg you to love me and love me! I hope you belong to me and the whole! Your hand, your kiss, your charming Qiu Bo's ... Body, soul, give me everything to hurt me, don't keep a trace, otherwise, I will die ... Evil-- "Oswald made a disgusting voice," What is this, Winston Are you crazy, tell you to show me this? "
"Yes, you asked me to select the most exquisite text every day. You said that human beings are more easily moved by human love." The maid answered with trembling, "You must read to Sakura every day ... … "
"All right."
Opposite had been interrupted by Osmon suddenly, "Take it, don't need it today." Yu Guang saw Oswid's stiff expression, so he ordered after a pause, "No, it won't be used anymore." . "
"Yes……"
Oswald, who was infatuated with drugs, often used passion poems to express his emotions, just like there was a well in his heart. As soon as he saw Wen Ying, the sweet water in the well would spew out. You must put it on her, and you must express all your love to her. The recitation before breakfast is one of the performance projects. Osmond also successfully went from being sick with goose bumps to being able to eat without changing his face.
Oswald occasionally thought that he would "poetically prosper", holding Wenying's hand to express emotions with his own words, and Wenying would sit in the position and hand him a hand, side He listened patiently with a smile on his head.
Osmond once thought that she was proud of her success in playing with Osved, and he was very angry about it until yesterday ...
She used to call him "Os" sweetly so many times. No matter what the danger was, the first thing she thought of was him. She was willing to maintain the mood of "he", even "he" was the most she hated vampire. Perhaps it was not just Oss who was passionately in love with her. In an environment full of oppression and uneasiness for her, she also moved in the face of Oss who paid her unreservedly and protected her.
For her, Oss is a brand new independent individual.
Not Osmond.
Nor is Oswald.
...
After experiencing the love poems, the dining atmosphere in the restaurant becomes more strange.
Oswald's eyelids drooped slightly, his expression somewhat gloomy. The familiar mirror-like faces and expressions actually made Osmond a little unaccustomed.
"The blood sent today is of average taste."
"Well, Winston said that it is a high-quality crowd, with a physical examination above A +, but ..."
The two chatted for a while, and Oswald strongly resisted the rude urge to spit breakfast back into the glass. Like every breakfast time in the past, he talked to his brother about the boring topic.
The servants served one after another.
On the long, almost endless table, the dishes are decorated like vases. When a plate of Wen Ying's favorite dishes was served, the servant was placed on Oswid's right side due to his habit. Oswald looked at Osmond and spoke to him. The cup in his right hand was placed on the table, and the dish was taken into the dish very naturally.
Just as he was about to place the plate next to him, the empty seat made him realize what he was doing between the sparkle!
The quiet needles in the seats can be heard even when the needle falls.
Osmond tried his best not to look at Osved's expression, and he was obviously too late when he just wanted to remind. Osvid's emotions were even more out of control than he had imagined. The other party fell off the cutlery in his hand, and the knife and fork hit the dinner plate, making a banging sound!
And his brother's uncertain expression at the moment is like brewing an unknown storm, as if to tear up the culprit that makes him such a culprit.
At this moment, Winston's rapid footsteps broke the atmosphere in the restaurant, "Adult--"
"What's wrong?" Osmond chuckled, "Is there anything that changes your face?"
Winston's expression was solemn and very rare, "Miss Sakura is missing!"
"what?!"

Wen Ying was stolen.
It was the famous family of vampires who stole her. This family specializes in travelers and thieves, and their behavior is quite arbitrary. They do not avoid working with the lowest-level handyman and do some work that other vampires disdain for workers. They like to walk around the world, collect what they see and hear, and use secret codes to connect with each other, which is quite mysterious.
But their mystery is because they never stay in the upper-class society that most vampires like to be. They are an unpopular group of vampires. However, at certain times, the two parties will inevitably conduct transactions in private.
Wen Ying was arrested without any struggle and resistance-it was useless, and after knowing who caught her, she felt that the time was right.
Because of ischemia and sleeplessness, her people were still in a trance, inadvertently remembering what happened last night.
Oswald did not put his ideas into practice in the end, after the crystal bottle was smashed.
This is a rather thrilling battle.
Although she slowly eroded their hearts, the status of being violated at any time is destined to fill the road ahead with thorns. Even now, she can recall every minute and second of the time. The cold sweat she was shocked may be better than There must be more blood.
She was not a fortune, and of course she didn't know that Osmond would come to her, or that Oswald would break into the bathroom so skillfully.
But she understands the obsessive.
This potion has a characteristic that it can be unlocked according to the wishes of the person who dispenses the drug in addition to the time limit. But almost everyone who prescribed medicine is to enjoy the love that doesn't belong to him for a while, so no one will want to untie it personally. Over time, this method of antidote has become unknown. What she did was seize the unexpected development and turn every unfavorable condition into a favorable one.
However, the result of smashing the bottle still made her feel stunned. She really intended to give it to Oss, on the day of his birthday.
She was forced to release the obsessive in advance, and at the moment when the bottle broke, she seemed to feel that she had killed Oss herself.
Freno didn't expect that the person who wanted to steal would show such cooperation. During the process, he wouldn't cry or make trouble, and the methods he had prepared for long ago were not used. And she gave him a familiar feeling, the day he passed by the door of the banquet hall, he found out.
He stuffed a small prop in her pocket at the time, to facilitate positioning. You know, the castles of the two brothers of Sett are easy to find, but it is not easy to enter. It is very likely that the fog around the castle will be dizzy. But she really kept things until today and still made him feel very happy.
As he secretly celebrated, he suddenly realized that he might be too happy.
The man on his back cried, and she cried so quietly that he didn't find out until then.
"Are you ok?"
She didn't stop crying during the rapid jump of more than ten kilometers, he had to ask her humanely. Her tears wet his back, and strangely, he usually marched against prey, with the exception of her.
It was still far from the destination. He didn't have the ability to move in an instant. He had no sympathy for his prey, but he couldn't really see her as nothing.
"I have a friend who died ..."
"Sorrow."
"There are also thieves who don't have long eyes. They don't steal with jewels full of castles. They steal a useless person."
"... because someone paid for it." Her blood is enough to seduce any vampire at the prince level, even if the person who owns her is powerful, but there are always people who want it \\\\\\\\\\\ \\\\\ Want to pay.
"What's your name?" She asked next.
He paused for a moment, but answered: "Freno."
He thought she remembered her name to warn him or to retaliate against him in the future. But he heard her say, "Freno, I am thirsty."
Freno said nothing. Who said she did n’t cry or make trouble? Not only did she cry, she is now making trouble.
Will there be robbers demanding prey?
He ignored her, and she began to weep again, silently, but he was able to feel her sadness, and couldn't sit still.
Finally, he fed her water, food, and a clean dress. After eating, she fell asleep on his back, snoring softly, and was very sweet.
Freno: "..."
When he sent her into Duke William's castle, he was grabbed by her clothes, which prevented him from leaving in time.
Duke William is a beautiful-looking man with a touch of femininity. He is surrounded by Yingyingyanyan feeding water and delivering fruit, and as soon as he saw Wenying, he opened his eyes and pushed them away. In the long hair of Wenying A kiss, "My little baby is finally here, so fragrant. Hey, why is it so thin in a day? Those two brothers are really not things."
"No, he stole my blood on the road." Wen Ying said while wiping tears.
Freno gave her a blank expression.
"No wonder."
Duke William's eyes gloomed with a grin.
Although he also stolen from others, he was still blessed by the person in front of him, but in his hands, he would not be allowed to be coveted by his possessions.
Freno was beaten to death by his life, and temporarily locked in the dungeon of William Castle.
The author has something to say: Freno: It's really not a thing.
Wen Ying: (Pinch your face)
Freno: (struck)
Wen Ying: (touching his head) Good obedient.
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Buffer a little bit, and then open the second wave of battle, we Freno is very important.
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The love poem in the text comes from "To Fannie"-Keats [UK]
When I saw it, I thought that hhhhh was too suitable for Oss to give Wen Yingnian. The mental taste becomes numb!
full version:
I beg you to love me and love me! Yes, love!
Kind love never shows off, teases,
Dedicated, unflappable, frank love,
Without any disguise, transparent, pure and non-scaling!
what! I hope you belong to me, the whole!
Body, beauty, subtle taste of love,
Your hand, your kiss, your charming autumn wave,
Warm, bright white, of
Body, soul, give me all to hurt me,
Do not keep a trace, otherwise, I will die,
Or, to live as your poor slave,
Dazed, sad, forgotten, lost
The goal of life, my spiritual taste
He became numb, and his ambitions have since cooled!