Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 95



"Baby Yan, your ability to flatter and flatter is much inferior to that of my subjects. Words like handsome and unrestrained make my ears callous. Also, your excuses are really bad. Is grandpa really so important? You For your grandfather to become a vampire killer, this kind of sacrifice is enough, why bother to push away the favor of me, the wolf king, for him?"


He joked, pulling her to lie down forcibly, holding her tightly in his arms, as if stroking a cute prey, sniffing her hair greedily, "You have to tell me the truth , do you love your fiancé? His name is Leng Yumo, right? That guy is a romantic."


Is Leng Yumo so famous?He actually knows everything well?


"Uh...Actually, I don't quite understand feelings."


Now, Chu Yan is even more confused.Her mind was full of Victor's stern face, and his deep, dark purple eyes.


Being held in Tarson's arms like this, she felt an inexplicable sense of guilt and a strong sense of disgust, and she felt from the bottom of her heart that Tarson was "not very clean".


But Tarson asked softly jokingly, "Is it comfortable to be hugged by me like this?"


"Fortunately."


She smiled dryly, not wanting to offend him, so she cleverly lay on her back, distanced herself from him, looked at the moon on the roof of the glass flower house, and couldn't help asking, "Why does His Majesty the Wolf King like to look at the moon?"


"It's beautiful, soft, and bright. It makes this wonderful night spread bloody. It's sinful, but it can still survive in the universe. Don't you think it's strange?"


Chu Yan heard that there was another meaning in his words, and it was she, not the moon, who filled the beautiful night with blood.


"How does the wolf king plan to punish me?"


"Hahaha... Baby Yan, why are you always so nervous?" He tightened his arms around her and patted her back to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't punish you, and I will I'm very full, and I won't eat you."


But... the skin on his fingertips is so delicate that he really wants to take a bite.


Chu Yan suddenly felt a little itchy from the brand on his neck, struggling to half-support his body, and passed Tarsen's shoulder, but accidentally saw the pair of huge and familiar wings in the distance - Victor!


His black figure was quiet and introverted, silently stopping in mid-air, like a monster or a demon, perfectly integrated with the deep dark night.


"Wolf King, I'm a little tired, go to rest first, good night." With some strength, she pushed Tarson away and rushed out of the greenhouse.


She ran down the stairs from the top of the hall to the inside of the hall and rushed into the guest room, opened the curtains, and opened the window. Victor was already waiting quietly outside the window.


"Victor, you...why are you here?" She felt her heart was about to jump out of her body, her ecstasy was indescribable, "I thought you...I thought you would never come back after leaving."


He looked at her nonchalantly, through the window, tore off the butterfly mask on her neck and played with it, the corners of his lips raised coldly, "I wanted to go out to relax, but I flew here before I knew it."


If Tarson wasn't always there to hug her, eat tofu, and talk about moon viewing, one-night-love and other nonsense, he wouldn't get out of control and expose himself.


He didn't say to go in, and he didn't want to go in.


She won't know that he came here tonight just to say goodbye, he just wants her to be an eternal memorial, from now on, get rid of her, forget her, don't care about her anymore, and get rid of this feeling of being dragged and tortured. Hell to her, she should belong to the sunshine.Moreover, two years later, he will marry Goslin as queen. If the damage already exists, the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain.


She felt that he was about to fly away, her arm quickly went out of the window, and grabbed his arm, "You don't want to talk to me through the window all night like this, do you? Come in."


He never thought that she would take the initiative to keep him. Before, her initiative was always for the purpose of conspiracy, but now, her initiative made him worry. He would rather she never take the initiative.


"There will be a meeting of elders later, I have to get back in time."


"Victor, I should say I'm sorry, and I shouldn't have caused you trouble, but Kumbum sees the brand on my neck..."


He raised his hand and pressed her lips, not wanting to hear her explanation and apology, he was the one who should apologize.


Finally, he still compromised in her thin and resentful eyes, jumped into the window, couldn't wait to pull her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her lips, and the yearning he had endured for two days burst out like a flood.


In fact, he loves her initiative, loves her recent obedience and tacit understanding, but he knows better than anyone that there is a piercing pain behind such obedience.


Before the situation got out of control, he forced himself to let go of her, "Yan, pour me a glass of red wine, I just came to see you and make sure you are safe and sound."


Chu Yan had lost her patience, she hated him for being alienated from time to time, and also hated him for being able to easily control her emotions, she didn't pour him any damn red wine, she only knew that she was thinking about him, and she was about to go crazy , she doesn't like this sense of loss and helplessness.


The veil skirt cut short by the soul-locking sword slid down, and she dragged him into the bathroom, washing away the breath left by Tarson's hug just now.


But Tarson was right, Victor and her had a bad relationship.


If this fate is not blessed by the world, then grasp every minute and every second of being together, and only when she clings to his body like an octopus, will she feel that he belongs to her completely.


Her whole body was dripping wet, her long black hair was dripping water on her shoulders, emitting a faint blue light, her shaved body was exquisitely carved like warm jade, calling for his touch.


She held his pale and handsome face, and asked earnestly, "Victor, we've long been used to tacit understanding, aren't we?"


"Unspoken? When did this rule come into being?" He suddenly became furious, "Yan, you already like this kind of relationship? You plan to live in the impenetrable darkness like this forever? You want to lock yourself in forever In hell? Do you know that I am the blood king? The blood king who will always live on blood!"


Ignoring his anger, she smashed the cup containing scented candles on the sink, picked up the shards of glass, and drew bloodstains on her neck, chest, waist, and legs...


(End of this chapter)