He lowered his eyes, his long silver hair hanging down his shoulders.

He knew the class culture of the blood race better than anyone else, so he didn't even raise his eyes to look directly at Otilos.

The girl's light golden long hair is slightly curly and scattered, her complexion is fair and clean, and her beautiful crimson eyes are like the most precious gemstones when she lowers her eyes.

She tilted her head and said with a smile, "Xion."

"The minister is here."

Her slightly cold and soft palm gently covered the top of his head, and the young man raised his eyes subconsciously——

But it was only for a moment, like a god's charity, Tang Zhu quickly took his hand back.

She spoke lightly, sitting on the edge of his bed and dangling her slender legs: "How is the mission?"

The other party still knelt upright in front of her.

It seemed that he was confused by her sudden approach, his eyes were distracted for a while, and then he said in a low voice slowly: "...It went well."

It went above and beyond.

That organization seemed to really trust him, and they never seemed to think that one day he would find something more important than the throne.

So when he finally put forward the plan to encircle and suppress Otilos after a few days of dormancy, it almost passed unanimously without any doubt.

The plan was set at night three days later, and he would lead her to the cliff far away from the castle according to the plan.

"Very good," he finished the report obediently. Tang Zhu seemed satisfied, raised his hand and rubbed his head again, then took out something from behind and put it in front of him, "reward."

"……what?"

"Ask someone else to cut fresh watermelon." She casually threw it to him as if she couldn't finish it, and spoke slowly, "If you like it, I'll buy it for you next time."

"..."

He lowered his eyes blankly, looking at the exquisitely packaged small box in his hand.

The color is slightly lighter than the bloodstain, but the taste is very crisp and sweet.

He likes it, but almost no one would use watermelon as a substitute for blood.

The climate here is not suitable for growth, so here, the two pieces he ate just now can be regarded as luxury goods.

He didn't eat it a few times.

Even after being picked up as a child, I didn't eat it a few times.

The vampire royal family is naturally not short of money, and he will not be unable to get it if he wants to eat it.

It's just because he is not worthy, because his status is really low.

Over time, he stopped joining in the fun.

Even Otilos took pity on him and fed him two pieces.

He chewed it all and then spat it out with a grim face.

Sean was in a daze, his lips stained with watermelon juice were ruddy and beautiful.

**
As she wished, Tang Zhu, who had rubbed her exclusive Sean breath, went back contentedly and lay down.

She slipped back into Amus' arms, maintaining the position she had left before.

Looking at the other party's pure and beautiful sleeping face, she curled her lips viciously, and deliberately rubbed against his arms again.

... dog nose.

She wrapped her hands tightly around the other's slender waist, and looked at him provocatively in his arms.

Then the paws touched his waist dishonestly, pinched the position below his waistline, and then used the tip of his teeth to grab the edge of the collar of the holy robe of Lord Shenming.

"..."

In the end, he woke people up as he wished.

He opened his eyes, and before the blurred light and shadow were perceived, he smelled her breath first.

Amus: "..."

He wasn't fully awake yet, so he just silently raised his hand, frowned and pushed Xia Tang Zhu's shoulder.

She was hugged like an octopus again.

"...Tang Zhu."

He smelled it.

Although the noble god always had this dead face, Tang Zhu, who had been sleeping with him for so many days, could still recognize it.

He is not happy.

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