Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 313


Tarson rushed out of the entertainment room as if fleeing, but bumped into Yetong, and his strong momentum caused her to stagger back.


Seeing that she was about to hit the back of the sofa behind him, he hurriedly stepped forward and put his arms around her waist.


Yetong's waist is soft, and her body is leaning softly on his arm. When Tarsen took her to turn and buffer, her princess crown rolled on the ground, and her long hair spread out, flying like silk in the air. Leaves a flowery fragrance.


Finally stopped, the eyes of the two were still glued, sparks seemed to burst out, and their minds were blank.


Qing Rang stretched out his small hand to pull the hair on Yetong's shoulders. Mommy's hair was so beautiful and fragrant. His little gesture woke up the two people who were suddenly in a daze.


Yetong hurriedly hugged Qing Rang from his arms to ease his breath, and bowed his head redly, "Just now... Thank you, Your Majesty the Wolf King! The wedding banquet has already begun, please move your Majesty the Wolf King to the banquet hall, and I will take care of it here."


Tarsen didn't say anything, just smiled awkwardly, retreated gracefully, turned and walked out of the room.


Yetong's breath seemed to still be in his arms, making him inexplicably irritable.


Because of her similar appearance to Chuyan, he must have this kind of throbbing, but why did the painting give him such a real feeling?He seemed to have missed something in his life, but he couldn't catch the slightest trace.


When walking out of the princess' bedroom, Yu Hong was coming in, and the two passed each other, nodding politely.


Tarson couldn't help but stop, "Wait a minute."


"What's the matter with the wolf king?" Youhong turned around.


Tarson looked at him, but couldn't remember where he had seen him, "You are the husband of the eldest princess, Duke Yuhong?!"


"Yes."


"We must have met many times, right?"


"I don't see much. His Majesty the Wolf King didn't come when Yetong and I got married. We haven't seen each other in the past 300 years. Yetong and I have been in the Moyi Spirit Clan."


"I see. No wonder I'm such a stranger to you." Tarson couldn't help but praise, "You've done a good job—I mean you adopted Qingrang, that child is very cute."


Youhong didn't say anything, and went straight to the baby's room. Seeing Yetong's Gao Wan's hair loose, he couldn't help asking, "What happened?"


"It's okay, I almost fell just now, and the wolf king just gave me a hand." Yetong sat on the edge of the bed, coaxing Qingrang to sleep, "Hey, go to sleep for a while, you should be tired."


He sat down beside her and held her in his arms, "Tong, no matter what happens, don't leave me, okay?"


He felt vaguely uneasy. The Leicester family seemed to be cursed. Everyone who wanted to find true love had to go through disasters. Only Xinqing and Yaqing, who were indifferent to the world, were the most peaceful. A person like He Yetong who is trying to stifle his fate may not be smooth sailing, if there is no Qing Rang, maybe it will be better, he wants to kill this child... But he can't do it.


Yetong was angry in his arms, "Why would I leave you? You always say such stupid things."


"I'm just worried." This happiness was bought with his life at the seaside of Corfu Island. How could he not be worried?

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Just after the celebration, Chuyan and Victor were busy preparing for seclusion, choosing a house, and explaining many matters. They were so busy that everything was settled after three days.


Victor visited the blood clan for the last time today, and just after he left, the maid came in to pass the news. "Queen, the wolf king asks to see you."


"It's just in time, please."


When Tarsen came in, he saw Chuyan sitting on a bamboo and rattan chair on the balcony. The delicate bamboos were polished and finely woven, and they were wrapped around one another. They were placed beside the elegant solid wood table, which was even more simple. Sitting on it, it looks like a beautiful jade washed away with lead, ethereal and refined.


He stared blankly and forgot to say hello.


"Tarson?" Chu Yan called him four or five times before he came back to his senses, "Come and sit, what did you find?"


He sat down across from her, and poured him a cup of tea at the beginning of the speech, "Victor can't drink tea, I always drink it alone, the yuppie raised by my grandmother, when I was a child, I always accompanied her to relieve boredom, while drinking tea." Tea, while chatting, and then grandpa returned to her side, so I don't need me anymore.


Grandpa was afraid that I would be lonely, so he sent Yaqing to me. He has a lot of research on tea, and now he is leaving the palace with Xinqing... Sigh!I'm really not satisfied, I got Victor, but I always want him to be more perfect. "


Tarson heard her voice, "Yan, what do you want to tell me?"


"Have you seen that painting?" Chu Yan's voice was still gentle, but the edge was hidden.


"Word?!"


"Didn't you just see that painting in the baby's room a few days ago?"


"I……"


"I have been practicing painting since I was a child. My grandparents wanted to use painting to train my spiritual power. Every painting I draw is connected to me. Whether someone looks at it, whether someone touches it, whether someone is touched by it, I feel it all."


Tarsen picked up the teacup, took a sip, "Yan, it's a good thing we're not husband and wife, otherwise, we would become enemies sooner or later!" He has always tolerated the people around him being stronger than himself, and he also could not tolerate Chu Yan being so arrogant. Only Victor can bear it.


"Tarson, that painting is just a dream. If you don't think about it, it doesn't exist. The more you think about it, the more painful your heart will be." Chu Yan poured him another cup of tea, "Tea can Just calm down and have a drink, it will be better."


Tarson felt creepy, but he still picked up the teacup bravely.


"Are you scared?" Chu Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Your suspicious nature is really the same as before."


He put down his teacup, "Yetong and I..."


(End of this chapter)