Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 937 Become a Servant for You (14)

The castle is like an empty city at this time, except for the soldiers guarding the entrance and exit, there is nothing else.

It was so quiet, it was eerily quiet.

In the attic, little girl Mia woke up according to the biological clock, stretched and turned over.

As soon as she turned over, as soon as she opened her eyes, she immediately caught sight of the man's pale and beautiful face.

Half kneeling beside the bed, he looked at her with a smile for an unknown how long.

"Good morning, my little master."

"." Mia was so frightened that she almost fell off the bed.

Suddenly a person appeared next to the bed early in the morning, anyone would be frightened.

The man took her hand and pulled her back again.

His dark pupils shone with a strange light in the dim place, and he smiled flatly.

"Master, please don't be scared by me, I will not hurt you."

He gently placed a kiss on the back of her hand, the touch was still cold, like a corpse that had been frozen for thousands of years.

"." The poor little princess Mia stared at him with big round eyes, and immediately withdrew her hand.

She sat on the bed, rubbed her eyes, and asked, "It's still early, why are you here?"

There was still a proper smile on the man's lips, calmly: "As a blood servant, I naturally want to serve you, master."

"So, master, please give Delahera as much as you want."

He lowered his head slightly, taking a posture of submission.

The imposing man was dressed in an elegant black tuxedo with a white cutout square scarf folded inside. His pale and beautiful face made him look like an elegant gentleman in the dark.

Modesty and politeness, gentleness, and extraordinarily understanding.

Miss Mia thought for a while, then shook her head, "Drahera, I don't need you to do anything for me. My life is very simple and I don't need your service."

The man's smile faltered, his eyelids lifted slightly, and his eyes turned cold.

Miss Mia didn't notice his abnormality, got out of bed, and came over to help him up.

"Dear Mr. De Laherra, thank you for your kindness, but please don't do this in the future."

She patted his knee tenderly.

Mr. Delahera is tall, and his body always seems to reveal a sense of coldness.

When standing up, because the eaves of the attic were too short, he had to bend down slightly so as not to bump into the eaves.

In this way, he was just right, and he could see his little master up close, looking at him with caring and kind eyes, as innocent as a little rabbit.

He licked his fangs calmly, and the fangs that were about to emerge stimulated his taste buds and nerves at the moment.

Let his eyes slowly move from her face to her slender and white neck.

The blood vessels flowing there are still steaming continuously.

The faint fragrance in the air awakened the desire in his body that had been dormant for a long time, and gradually made him have a strong desire for blood.

He looked at her with dark and treacherous pupils, and smiled slowly.

Lowering her eyelids obediently, her voice was respectful and gentle:

"Master, these are what Drahera should do, and serving you is also Drahera's duty."

He took a step forward, and stretched out his cold blue long fingers, hooking the straps on her nightgown.

With just a slight pull, the straps will be loosened, and the shoulder straps of the little master will slide off, revealing a thin and fair body.

Apparently, Little Mia was taken aback, "No, no, Mr. De La Hella, you don't need to do these things."

(End of this chapter)