Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 298


Tarson searched in the crowd dancing in a daze. Some vampires were sucking and biting each other's necks in the dark. The blood was strong, sharp fangs, deep eye sockets, and the bloodthirsty nature hidden by the vampires were all shining in the light. inside the outbreak.


Thank goodness he finally found her at the bar.


She was mixing the wine, she had brought the blood, in a bag, and the way she swung the glass gracefully was out of place here.She smelled his breath, turned her head to look at him, raised the corners of her lips, then added about 50ml of blood to the vodka and pushed it over, signaling him to taste it first.


He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, the familiar taste mobilized all the cells in his body and mind, his excited ears seemed to be deaf - it was Chuyan's blood, it should be cloned blood.


"Who the hell are you?" Chu Yanming was with Victor, so it was impossible to appear in front of him dressed up like this. "Why do you have white hair on your left forehead?" He remembered that Lengyin City had white hair.


"There is such a lineage in the family, it's just genetic."


Then she should not be Chuyan, who is she?


There is such a weird bloodline in the family, and she is obviously a vampire, but she has a heartbeat... Except Chuyan and Victor's child, who else has such a weird bloodline?

When she walked into the dance floor, those vampires seemed to respect her very much, and immediately made an open space not to disturb her. However, there were also bold, handsome and stalwart men in black wearing devil masks, who danced close to her in a charming dance posture. , the flying long skirt, her feminine figure is absolutely beautiful against the black-clothed man.


All the people on the dance floor were stunned by her charm, and stopped madly, only watching her dance.


Tarson was sitting on the high chair by the bar, she was like a night elf, whirling towards him, lingering beside him, her eyes were stunning and cold, strangling everyone's soul, she was probably the most beautiful dancer in neon clothes and feathers The mysterious ballet will be eclipsed in front of her.


At the end of the dance song, her long skirt flew in front of him like a butterfly's wings, she leaned down from his legs like a boneless snake, and her body bent into an incredible arc, winning a roaring applause.


The music started again, and everyone resumed the carnival. She grabbed his collar and suddenly kissed his lips.


Her breath was cool and warm, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in her mouth.


He likes this taste, and he never refuses anyone who comes, but this kiss has changed... Just when he was still wanting more, she suddenly disappeared from his arms, and a ghostly figure flashed through the exit.


He followed in a daze, and she was already standing in the wide corridor. "Hey, where are you going?"


She turned around and disappeared. When he ran out of the servant's palace, she was already standing under the rose trellis at the end of the garden.


Large patches of bright red roses bloomed into a brocade wall in the dark night. Standing under the flowers, she seemed to blend into a Gothic ink painting.


She took off the hair accessories on her head, and her long hair poured down like a waterfall...


He immediately understood her invitation, walked straight over and pulled her into his arms, Kuang Ba kissed her lips, they were entangled, hiding in the darkness under the flower stand.


She was lying on the lawn under the flower trellis, stretching her body coquettishly under him, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, singing softly with joy and pain.


There are countless women around Tarson, but he has never experienced such hysterical passion. He mistakenly thought she was the first man, but the tight feeling clearly told him that he was her first man.


He stopped all his movements suddenly, was dazed for a moment, panted heavily, and wanted to tear off the mask on her face.


But she suddenly turned over, pressed him under her body, and robbed him of his sanity like a counterattack.


When the last two reached the clouds, suffocating, her hand suddenly turned into sharp ghost claws and pierced into his chest.


Tarsen couldn't help howling in pain, his eyes were bright green, "Ah——what are you going to do?"


"Don't do anything, just touch your heart and see if there are other women in it."


These casual words are terrifying, and her laughter is as light as a fairy.


He struck out suddenly, pulled her hand away from her chest, turned over and pressed her tightly, attacking wildly. "No woman dares to be arrogant in front of me." Even if Chu Yan wants to get angry with him, he always has to consider the odds of winning before making a move.


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When Tarson woke up the next day, he found himself lying in a suit and leather shoes under the rose trellis, as if the absurdity of last night had never happened, but the woman in the blue dress wearing the Colombina mask had clearly appeared, and he still had her at his fingertips. The breath of the skin.


He stood up and couldn't remember when he put on his clothes back. He just took two steps when he was hit on the head by the bracket on the top of the flower stand. "Ah--this is really a good place to cheat." When he was about to leave, he found blood stains on the grass, no doubt, it was his blood.


They were too high last night, and she jumped out her fangs excitedly, bit his neck and sucked... wishing to suck his soul away.


Tarson laughed to himself, suspecting that he had met the reincarnated woman of the wild cat.But he also misses her inexplicably, wants to see her beauty, and wants to bring her back to the wolf tribe. It is precisely the lack of such a woman around him who can completely strangle his soul and make him forget the first words.


He came out from under the flower stand, and saw Xinqing standing upright, her elegant white dress like an orchid in an empty valley, and her figure and posture were very similar to Chuyan.


"The wolf king got up very late, it's dusk now, father and mother want to invite you to the family banquet."


Tarson was still a little tired, so he brushed his messy hair, "I'll go back to the palace first and change my clothes." He didn't want Chuyan to see him in such a mess.


There was an undisguised disgust and coldness in Xinqing's voice, "No need, everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared, follow me!"






(End of this chapter)