Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 950 Become a Servant for You (27)

the next day.

Little girl Mia embarked on the road to the human town again.

It was still Mr. Delahera who was leading her, walking towards the path in the forest, slowly, as if taking a walk.

Today, the little girl who changed into a blue dress with crystals and diamonds jumped up and down, stepping on the fluffy fallen leaves on the ground, just like stepping on cotton.

The elegant and considerate Mr. Della Hela held her hand tightly and supported her.

"Be careful, my master."

He said softly and lowly.

At the same time, a gust of wind came from nowhere.

The wind came slowly, blowing away the fallen leaves that had accumulated on the path, and blowing them to the roots of the trees beside them.

Without the foreshadowing of leaves, the little girl can no longer bounce around like playing with cotton.

She let out an ah, looking at the leaves blown away by the wind with some regret.

"Sir, this wind is really ignorant, I haven't played enough yet."

Mr. Delahera smiled slightly, and replied with lowered eyes: "What the master said is that this wind...is really too ignorant."

Mia nodded approvingly.

When the wind blows, the dense leaves on the tree rustle.

In the distance, there was a smell of blood coming from nowhere, which made the little girl's nose twitch.

She looked curiously in the direction of the wind, "Sir, do you smell blood?"

"It stinks, like rotten bread."

Vampires are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, even small vampires can still sense abnormalities in the distance.

Mr. Delahera's face remained unchanged, he bent down slightly, and opened his arms to Mia.

He smiled and said softly: "Dear master, it's getting late, we have to leave quickly."

"Otherwise, I won't have time to see your friend, Miss Laurel."

As soon as she said this, Miss Miya's attention immediately turned to the road to go.

She shook her head again and again, and said in fright: "Then let's go quickly, I won't play anymore."

Mr. De Lahera picked her up.

The slender girl was short due to prolonged hunger, and she didn't have much flesh on her body.

When she was picked up, she hurriedly hugged his neck and hugged him tightly.

"Sir, you have to be careful, I'm afraid."

She was afraid that he would drop her.

But Mr. De La Hela naturally won't.

"Master, don't worry, I will pay attention."

Mr. De La Hella was cold and pale and handsome.

His pace quickened a bit, and the frightened little girl leaned against him tightly, like a frightened little rabbit.

Along the way, the wind gradually disappeared.

The smell of blood, which was already thin in the air, could no longer be smelled at this time.

The little girl looked at the road behind Mr. Delahera with big watery eyes, probably feeling safe, and her body slowly relaxed.

With his soft cheek against his cold skin, he began to speak again.

"Mr. De La Hela, will you be tired if you hold me all the time?"

she asked with concern.

Mr. Delahera's beautiful and pale face is like porcelain jade in the sun, so cold that there is no trace of blood.

He held her, his breathing was still steady, and he didn't show a trace of fatigue.

When he was cared about, he smiled and patted the little girl on the back.

"My dear master, if I can always serve you, then Drahela will not be tired."

(End of this chapter)