Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 90 Children of the Demon Temple: Black Half Wings

Meng Chike looked away, pulled the quilt, lay back under the quilt, and directly regarded me as transparent, and closed his eyes sleepily.

Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, I pulled aside the few strands of hair that stood in front of him. He looks sweet when he sleeps, and he really doesn't look like him.

In fact, he is a guy who is hot and cold, maybe he will be forced to dig a grave tomorrow, his forehead is still very hot, but his body is shaking.

The light hit him, how can I say it!It's handsome... It's an evil that people dare not approach.

Soon, he seemed to be falling asleep, and his lying flat body suddenly turned over to my side, stretched out his arms, and almost patted my head lying on the bed.

He seemed to be groping for something, felt that there was nothing here, and raised his hand behind him, and unexpectedly took out a white stuffed bear from somewhere.

It's not too big, and the whole body is snow-white, which is particularly eye-catching in this black-based room. There is also a black and white checkered bow around the neck, which is very gentlemanly.

Meng Chike actually looked like a little girl, holding the bear in her arms, rubbing her face against the bear's plush, like a child who found a sense of security when she was alone, a little satisfied in her dream, at least her expression was not so stiff.

I stood up and wanted to go back to the room, only to suddenly realize that his bed was very unique. In the middle of the big rectangular bed, there was actually a black half-wing shape, and feather-like fiber down.

Meng Chike is like a newborn night baby, with her slender body slightly curled up, presenting a baby's sound sleeping posture, hugging the white bear lightly, a very beautiful artistic conception.

I was shocked by this scene, and I began to wonder what kind of person he was.

Wounded by sleepiness, I yawned a lot, bent down in front of him, and took a closer look at the face that I wanted to crush in my dreams.

Captain, it's a pity... No matter how handsome you are, you are my sworn enemy. After thinking about it, I raised the corner of my right lip and seriously... sneered at him.

I can be nice to anyone, and I can be bad to anyone, as for what it means to be bad... I won't know until I get serious, the pain and insult that Meng Chike gave, how can I be willing to forget the grudge!hehe.

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Here is... am I dreaming again, the snow-white daze is gradually swallowed by blood.

Going back to the snowy scene with roses and snowflakes, it seems to be the scene of a movie, and then the artistic conception of the last time, everything in the dream, continued from that awakening.

(End of this chapter)