Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 266


"I believe in you! I have always believed in you." Chu Yan murmured softly, gently stroking his god-carved cheeks with his hands, his skin was as cold as the moonlight overflowing from her fingertips, she sighed intoxicated, quietly Feeling the reassuring coldness, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, and with the other hand, she untied the tie of his nightgown...


He turned the light to orange, and her snowy skin was instantly dyed a light golden.


He kisses lightly inch by inch as if worshiping, but he doesn't understand why after being together for 200 years, he always seems to miss her like a lifetime away.


"Yan, I miss you, miss you when I can't see you, hold you and kiss you, but still miss you, I must be crazy." The words blurted out, "I should apologize to you..."


She raised her hand to press his lips, "You didn't do anything stupid, you lost yourself because you were cursed."


He asked innocently like a child, "Will you still love me like before?"


"What makes you think I don't love you anymore?"


Victor was speechless.


Yes, no matter what Chuyan does, he shouldn't doubt her feelings.


She fell in love with him at first sight when she first saw him. At that time, she was branded with that blue poppy in his arms.She said it more than once, and that imprint was also imprinted on her heart...


However, when she was not around, he really felt like he had lost the whole world.Therefore, he was worried about gains and losses.


Chu Yan couldn't help laughing at herself, didn't she also suspect him of empathizing with another because of his hug with Goslin in the prison? !

"Victor, we will love each other forever, we will understand each other, don't forget, we should be together even if we don't want to love, because we bought each other's this life, the next life, and the next life!"


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Tarsen was drunk in the lounge of the laboratory. He wanted to return to Prince Anze's bedroom where he was temporarily staying, but he walked to the back door of the princess' bedroom in a daze. His stomach was churning. He supported the palace. The pillars of the porch vomited.


The blood bodyguards had already climbed into the coffin. At this time, only the monitoring equipment was on, and no one paid attention to him, a drunk.


After vomiting, he finally felt more comfortable, and he didn't bother to walk anymore, so he just lay down on the steps and closed his eyes to rest.


Helplessly, the werewolf's ears were always more sensitive than the dogs' ears, and the sound of hurried footsteps from far to near was obviously Queen Reza.


This old female ghost is not staying in the coffin, what is she doing at this time?

Tarson was about to stand up and say hello to Reisa, but he saw that Reisa was wearing a black dress and a black cloak. Her pale face was hidden in a wide hat, which was more terrifying than a ghost.


She didn't notice Tarson under the steps, and sneaked into the princess' bedroom without stopping.


Tarson lay back on the steps again. The top of the entire grand blood palace was covered with white lights. Those lights could make plants carry out photosynthesis, but they couldn't make people feel warm.


He sighed, and couldn't help guessing what the Empress Dowager Raisa was doing in that dress, she looked like an evil witch who killed the little princess in a fairy tale, and there were indeed two cute little princesses living in that bedroom.


He inexplicably remembered the days when Yetong lived in the Wolf Clan's dormitory, the little girl laughed and made noises around him all day... He patted his face like a drunk and warned himself, "Tarson, don't Just meddle in your own business, think about it, you were just kicked out by Chuyan, whether her daughter was killed or not has nothing to do with you at all."


Finally, the wolf king's conscience prevailed, he stood up unsteadily, and walked into the princess' bedroom.


Standing in the hall, he discerned the breath, and the Queen Mother Ruisha was in Yetong's bedroom.


He rushed in, and saw that Resha was about to stab the blood-taking syringe into Yetong's white lotus-like arm.


The little girl was still sleeping soundly, unaware of the danger coming.


Tarson sat on the sofa recklessly, without making a sound, but couldn't help but suddenly said, "Hey, old witch, it's not kind of you to do this, Yetong said, the person who loves her the most is you! "He really didn't want to see Yetong get stabbed, that little girl was his pistachio.


Rui Sha was taken aback, startled, hurriedly put away the syringe, turned around and lowered her voice angrily, "Wolf King? You... what are you doing here?"


"Cough, cough, cough..." He deliberately coughed loudly, "Oh, yes, why am I here? I also want to figure out this problem! Maybe Yetong is dreaming of me, hehe..." This It's a pretty good reason.


Yetong was woken up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, sat up, saw the Queen Resa who was covered in black at first, and was so frightened that she woke up, until she saw the pale face hidden in the black cloak and hat , then spoke cautiously, "Grandma Ruisha? Why are you here?"


"Hmph, your grandmother Reisa is going to play a play about a witch killing a princess for me, look at how realistic her costume is!" Tarson walked to the bed, stretched out his hand and pulled Yetong under his arm , walked out with her in his arms, and went directly into Xinqing's West Side Hall.


"Wolf King? Tarsen? Wow, why is it you? It's like a dream, I was dreaming of you just now!"


Tarson laughed, "Girl, your dream is really convincing!"


He originally wanted to put Yetong by Xinqing's side and go to the bathroom to wash off the smell of alcohol, but Yetong hooked his neck like a sticky candy, and kissed him quickly on the cheek, the watery eyes flickered With infinite worship, "Tarson, you have saved me three times, you are my great hero!"


Tarsen pinched her small face and raised her eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid that I stink? I just vomited, and I have to wash it off." Xinqing's room was spotless, and it seemed that his body was filthy.



(End of this chapter)