The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 1080 The Vampire Duke vs. the Downtrodden Female Lord 12
Erlande didn't dislike this little servant, and even thought she was naughty and cute at times, but he didn't approve of her coveting him...he didn't agree.

He is a second-generation vampire, the best of all vampires.

He only remembered endless killings, battles, and endless darkness after a deep sleep, but she was beautiful and cute, who liked colorful gold and silver jewelry, loved food, and was immersed in the hobbies of small human beings.

It is true that in the endless years, he has learned these boring things by accident, but he doesn't like it.

These are all the things he used for entertainment in the boring years. He has no desires in his heart, and there is no thing he is obsessed with, but since he woke up by her side, he has seen her constantly tossing about these vulgar things.

Improve the food for the slaves, pick up the tribe, go to Leicester's mansion to attend a banquet, and almost died in the end.

She seemed to have inexhaustible energy, constantly breaking his cognition, making troubles around all day long, even daring to get angry at him, and even daring to bite him... Erlande raised his hand and touched his lips.

The wound has healed long ago, but the soft touch still seems to be there.

He took a deep breath and put down his hands. Even though it would hurt her heart, he still had to firmly reject her, they were not suitable.

Erlande went downstairs and poured a glass of water in the living room. He saw the old butler directing the servants to move things, so he asked casually.Who knew that the housekeeper said that Frigga took it and sold it.

His face turned black, and this woman didn't listen to him again!
The box in his hand was robbed, and the old butler was at a loss.

"Mr. Eland, this is sent to the city by the order of the young master, you..."

With a serious face, Eland put the box on the table: "Don't move anything in the house." Turning around and striding to the vineyard, he wanted to ask why she didn't care about what she said.

Eland walked to the vineyard under the scorching sun, and he saw her standing by the field ridge holding a black umbrella.

Several farming slaves were standing aside, introducing the related matters of grape planting conscientiously. She nodded from time to time, and seemed to be having a very happy chat.

For some reason, he felt even more depressed, and strode over.

"Frigga."

The slaves saluted him one after another, Xihe glanced at him and then looked away, beckoning the slave to continue, "What about after filling in the fertilizer?"

Erlande's face turned dark, couldn't this woman hear him calling her?The slave was shivering in the middle, unable to speak clearly under the sharp eyes of Erlande.

Xihe had no choice but to wave his hand and let them go to work.

The slaves scattered.

Xihe held an umbrella and walked straight past Eland.

She always has this kind of ability, a look and a movement can arouse the anger in his heart, and he grabbed her hand: "Frigga."

The body tilted slightly, the scorching sun fell, and red marks appeared on her arms in an instant, but Xihe didn't care. She looked at the man who was frowning and looked like she was making trouble: "Mr. Eland, what are you doing?" gone?"

Elland immediately asked, "Why didn't you abide by the agreement and still sell antiques?"

He lowered his eyebrows: "I can afford you."

Xihe tilted her head: "I know, but I can't let you support my whole family."

Erlande didn't care: "I can afford it."

Xihe blinked and blinked, and suddenly leaned forward, looking up with a pretty face: "Why? I am your servant, they are not, Eland..."

Holding his collar with her small hands, she pulled him towards her, staring at his slightly parted lips.

"Are you tempted by me?"

Erlande took a breath, then took two steps back abruptly, looking away: "Frigga, I told you last night, we..."

Xihe turned her head and left: "Then leave me alone!"

Ireland: ? ? ?

He frowned and chased after him: "What do you mean?"

Xihe walked gracefully, with a soft voice: "Mr. Erlande, just because you are willing to be a bachelor, doesn't mean that I want to learn from you. I want to get married, oh no, it's okay to marry."

"Your identity cannot be revealed, but if you help me so ignorantly, what do other people think?"

"You will prevent me from finding a good husband."

Erlander stopped abruptly, he hadn't thought of this.

Xihe glanced at her and curled her lips slightly, let's see how long you can pretend?mock up.

Since he promised Elande to return the things last night, Xihe had no choice but to ask the servant to return the money Lester sent. Lester clenched his palms when he saw it.

Oro was a little worried: "Duke, look..."

He was a little confused, wasn't Frigg the one who killed them?Why did the Duke still make a deal with her.

And in his opinion, those antiques are not worth that much money at all, there are so many things like this in the Duke's Mansion, besides, Frigga returned the money back!
Did the Duke take a fancy to Frigg?He guessed in his heart.

However, compared with the petite and lovely Miss Alice, the extraordinarily beautiful Frigg is indeed the best.

Beauty, figure, and ability are not comparable to the weak Miss Alice.

Lester stared straight at the box, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched: "Go, see when King Basser arrives?" Really thought he would just sit and wait?

Oro hurriedly saluted and hurried outside the door.

Xihe had no idea that Lester was planning a terrifying conspiracy, but she was not idle either.

While she was organizing the manor, she let the children of Simon's family study, and the older ones got a sum of money to go out and go out, or do whatever they wanted, while on the other hand, she kept pestering Eland, taking a bite when she saw the opportunity.

Vampires want to become stronger, apart from possessing high-grade weapons, they also need to absorb the blood of high-grade vampires.

This is how Leicester became stronger in his previous life. He absorbed Eland's blood and killed a third-generation vampire in one move. Therefore, Eland is really strong.

With a treasury around him, Xihe certainly wouldn't look far away.

During the day, she had a cold look towards Erlande, she loved to ignore him, and disliked him for delaying her search for a second spring;

Now Xihe can stand in the sun without using an umbrella.

But she didn't think it was enough. Sooner or later they would have a big fight with Leicester, and she had to be stronger.

One of the parties involved, Erlande, had nothing to say about this.

He had a vague feeling that he was being played with, this woman is too hateful!
How, how could she treat him like this?
Erlande was hot all over, and somewhere was about to move, and he tried to force him to do the Fa-rectification several times, but a certain person didn't know what danger was, and grabbed him like an octopus. Can't pull it off...

Eland looked at the sky speechlessly, did he owe her in his previous life?

belch--

Xihe is full.

She let go of him without hesitation, then straightened her clothes, like a client who just finished her job: "Good night, Mr. Erlander, I wish you a good dream tonight."

Opening the door, leisurely went back to the room.

Gouzi gave a thumbs up: "As far as dogs are concerned, I am not as good as you."

Xihe shrugged: "Can you blame me? It's his own stubbornness. He still refuses to eat the meat even though it's in his mouth. He insists that we are not suitable for this or that. He deserves it."

She has to suck blood to become stronger, but he refuses to do so, what does it have to do with her.

After Xihe absorbed the blood, she lay on the bed and fell asleep after a while.

Across the wall, Erlande looked at the dark ceiling and couldn't fall asleep. Although he didn't need to sleep for a long time, he would usually lie in bed and rest with his eyes closed, but tonight he was so restless that he couldn't calm down.

Suddenly, he sat up and went into the bathroom barefoot for a long time before coming out.

Early the next morning, Xihe didn't see Erlande at the dining table, and she didn't care, anyway, this guy would change for a long time after sucking blood, but... Xihe suddenly smiled, she almost forgot the first time she met his look.

As usual, he walked around the entire manor, and Xihe reached the greenhouse.

Wearing a loose white shirt and black trousers, Erlande was concentrating on concocting the perfume, with a focused expression and elegant movements.

The perfume he made was expensive, but because of its exceptionally pleasant smell, countless noble ladies flocked to it. Even if a small bottle cost several hundred gold coins, their enthusiasm was still not diminished.

On the contrary, because of the scarcity, many people queued up and couldn't buy it, and kept urging to get it.

Xihe walked over, put her head on his neck, showed her sharp teeth, and bit down.

Erlande paused, then turned his head slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the movements of his hands.

Xihe 'Gudong Gudong' eats marrow to know the taste.

After drinking enough, Xihe let go, and the wound on it healed quickly.

Xihe looked at the person who was still working on making perfume with his hands constantly moving, raised his eyebrows, yo, what's wrong?Isn't it usually blown up early?
Of course, this does not mean that Erlande is explosive and irritable, he is still very gentlemanly and elegant in front of outsiders.

It may be because she is too pushy, er, or, they are honest with each other and know the details, so he seldom pretends in front of her, showing his true colors.

Manic, ruthless, and a little bit of connivance towards her.

But today, is it too quiet?Had he already been defeated by her thick skin?Decided to give up resistance?

Xihe's eyes lit up, she bent down, and suddenly put her face under his eyelids: "Hello."

Erlande glanced at her, turned her little head away, and continued to fiddle with the spices.

His fingers are long and slender, and his ten fingers are very flexible. Through his hands, those flowers and seasonings are transformed into perfume with a strong fragrance, which drips from the container into the glass bottle.

Xihe leaned over again: "Master Ailande?"

Ireland didn't look sideways.

Xihe got into his arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, pressed his soft body against his broad chest, sniffed here and there, and Eland's eyelids twitched.

Xihe opened his mouth, studied his teeth curiously, and muttered: "It's not big, how come it becomes so long when biting people."

Erlande: ...speeded up the movements in his hands.

Xihe's fingers touched the protruding Adam's apple, the hard chest, and poked into her small head... Eland suddenly picked him up, and the two of them fell on the bed in a blink of an eye.

It was dusk outside the house, the setting sun shone in, and the big roses were so beautiful.

Erlande leaned over, with his arms on her sides, his eyes were so red that they were black and deep, the eyes were dim, and the rolling flames would burn people in the slightest.

His cold face became seductive, his eyes were dark red, and his skin was as cold as jade.

His slender fingers caressed Xihe's neck, and slightly lifted his lips: "I said, don't provoke me casually, you just don't listen." His fingertips rubbed the back of her neck.

A tremor ran from the back of the neck to the tailbone, and Xihe trembled uncontrollably.

"So, so what?"

"so……"

Erlande's eyes became darker and darker: "Don't cry later."

Xihe's eyes lighted up.

Erlande paused, and suddenly felt a little regretful. Is this a punishment or a reward?
With a wave of his hand, the windows were suddenly closed, and the curtains obscured the indoor scene.

The waist in his hands was thin and soft, and the woman above was like a beautiful banshee, her every frown and smile was charming, and Eland looked obsessively.

The woman leaned over, cupped his face in both hands, and exchanged a passionate kiss.

She gasped in his ear: "Lord Eland, Marquis Bosch invited me to his birthday party tomorrow night, tell me, should I go or not?"

Erlande became angry instantly, turned around and pinched her little face: "Don't go!"

Xihe smiled coquettishly, and her voice was as moving as a silver bell: "But I still want to marry. The Marquis of Bosch is tall and handsome, and he has pursued me for so long. I think he is a good... ah! "

Erlande was annoyed and simply blocked her chattering mouth.

Xihe thumped his shoulder: "I, I'm going to die!"

Eland said viciously: "Again, who is the right one?" She dared to mention other men on his bed, how emboldened she was!

Xihe clung to his shoulders, her voice broken: "It's not the Marquis of Boss, who is it? Could it be you, my lord?" Great joy rose from her body, she whimpered, and bit his shoulder.

Erland forced her to look at each other: "Say!"

Xihe was weak all over, staring at him, winking like silk: "My lord is high above me, I'm just your servant, how can I be high?"

Talking about being reasonable and unforgiving, Ruyu's legs wrapped around the man like snakes.

Erlande was angry and funny again, and patted her little face: "With this mouth, can't you say something I like to hear?" Before Xihe could start scolding, he begged for mercy in a low voice, "Just think I'm wrong, don't be angry, Um?"

Xihe rolled his eyes wildly, 'just take it', he really knows how to apologize.

The vampire lord who is so high and used to being sought after by others is unwilling to bow his head.

Seeing Xihe's reluctance, she had no choice but to do other things, which made her unable to care about these details anymore.

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The old butler stood by the door, looking at the lush vineyards outside the manor.

The servant looked at the food that had cooled down again, and couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Housekeeper, should you heat it up again or make a new one?"

The old butler looked at the magnificent sunset in the sky, and it was already the afternoon of the second day: "Let's do it later."

In the room, Xihe finally woke up. She opened her eyes, and met a pair of dazzling ruby ​​eyes. The man propped his head on one hand, with a slender body and a handsome face.

She leaned forward and kissed, "Good morning, Mr. Erlander."

Erlande's eyes were dark: "Good morning, Mrs. Frigg."

(End of this chapter)