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Chapter Nine: Just for you [Nine Updates]

In the huge villa, Hermione walked on the as clean as new floor.

She came to the freezer and opened the door.

What caught my eye was bags of cold blood bags neatly arranged one after another.

Under the illumination of the built-in lights of the freezer, there is a bright red temptation.

The upper three floors and the lower three floors are all filled to the brim.

This is because Sequence One is noble, has top-notch treatment, and consumes a lot of mana.

Therefore, no matter in terms of quality or quantity, the blood they allocate every month is enough to make other blood races fall behind, and they are extremely jealous and jealous.

But no matter how jealous or jealous, who is more entitled to enjoy these than them?

Few of the blood races dared to challenge existences of higher sequences than themselves, and the more they went up, the more so.

But Hermione just glanced at it and frowned deeply.

Because she felt that she was simply sick.

Don't enjoy the blood of the top Adele in the true sense.

I want to come here to taste this kind of cold blood bag, which is like a cold meal, which makes people feel unappetizing just by looking at it.

There is no vampire who does not desire to bite through a person's neck veins and enjoy the warmth and magic power of blood gushing out brightly.

That is the bliss of the world.

He quietly bit his thin and bright red lips.

Hermione still reached out, took out a bag casually, and tore off the plastic seal.

He closed his eyes and poured it into his stomach as if he was suffering.

Blood race cannot live without blood, blood is their food and the source of their magic power.

If you refrain from drinking blood, the desire hidden in the blood will turn the vampire into a crazy monster.

At that time, the blood race will lose all sanity and kill all the lives that can be killed in front of them.

Loot their blood.

Hermione was afraid she was going to lose her mind.

Squeeze Adele completely dry.

So when the body has symptoms of "thirsty blood".

She even resisted the idea of ​​being by Adele's side for the first time.

Instead, leave her and come over to replenish the blood first, so as to relieve the "thirsty blood" reaction.

I don't know if Adele will feel lonely because of this.

Or……

She is happy and relaxed now.

Because I finally don't have to stay with this cold and scary guy like myself.

Either way.

Hermione threw the empty blood bag into the trash can, turned around and walked towards her bedroom.

Her long silver-blue hair swayed with her steps.

There was a hint of tension and apprehension in the eyes revealed by the girl's ice-blue pupils.

But she is a Sequence One, what is worth her...

What about nervousness and apprehension?

………………

Adele embraced the big soft and white pillow.

Kneeling and sitting on Hermione's bed in a very girlish posture, thinking wildly.

For example...

Try to replace this ordinary big pillow with an epic prop "True Hermione's White Pillow" sooner or later!

In fact, she probably guessed what Hermione was going to do now.

It can be vaguely guessed from the fact that she suppressed the thirst for blood in the elevator.

The vampires always have to eat blood, otherwise they will lose their minds.

Commonly known as San, so to speak, the existence of the blood race is quite Cthulhu.

At least in the world of this novel, that is the case.

Hermione would rather try frozen industrial blood packs.

Are you not willing to enjoy yourself...

In order not to hurt myself.

In order not to burden your fragile body.

thought here.

Adele's unique, unusually attractive pink pupils drooped slightly.

She is so...

Wouldn't it make people more determined to fool her as a fool!

cough cough...

Moved is moved.

But right now, your own survival is more important!

So you want the tea to be full of tea, and don't give too much sincerity.

Don't be a little fool.

Be a little showman!

Adele doesn't want to be cold-tempered, but her strength is low.

If any sequence is in a bad mood, she might be wiped out.

e!

special meow...

Suddenly there was a well-proportioned "da, da" sound from outside the door.

Those were Hermione's footsteps, approaching her.

Adele heard it, and quickly adjusted her expression and posture.

He didn't get off Hermione's bed, but put on a fragile posture that had accepted his fate.

He hugged the big white pillow in his arms tighter.

To cover up his slightly remnant chest.

Hermione pushed the door open and saw Adele sitting on her bed at a glance.

She froze for a while, until Adele's eyes met her timidly.

He shrank back timidly.

"...where have you been, Hermione?"

Surprisingly, it was Adele who communicated with herself first.

Show a caring attitude.

She seemed a little uneasy about being left alone.

At this time, it seemed that even Hermione could be her reliance.

"It's none of your business."

Hermione responded subconsciously.

Although she regretted it as soon as she came out.

She is always like this, cold, showing the appearance of someone who doesn't need her.

I don't know how many people this character has hurt her.

It also made her lonely all the time, until she met Adele.

This... was supposed to be a girl with a toy.

"Oh."

Adele didn't seem too disappointed.

Or maybe she was used to Hermione's coldness.

In other words, it was surprising that Hermione didn't treat her with such an arrogant, contemptuous and cold attitude.

With a thought, Hermione came to the edge of the bed and sat down.

At the same time, she gracefully took off the high heels on her jade feet, revealing her slender and delicate ankles.

She's going to bed.

Adele nervously hugged the pillow in her arms a little tighter, but she didn't shrink back to the corner.

Still sitting in the conspicuous center, impartial.

It seemed that he knew his end, so he gave up resistance from the beginning.

Hermione crawled alluringly towards her little prey.

Needless to say about Hermione's figure, all the bloodlines are top-level goddesses, perfect creations.

She belongs to the high-cold type of Yujie, her breasts are veritable big white pillows, and her beautiful hip line always tempts Adele's heart all the time.

So Adele quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Hermione only thought she was nervous.

Little did she know that Adele's real mood was...she was greedy!

In this case, did I follow it, or did I follow it?

Hermione came to Adele's side, wrapped her arms around Adele's slender waist with ease.

Adele just felt as if there was a tingling electric current passing through her whole body.

At the same time, her delicate body softened.

He fell into Hermione's arms.

This was the first time that Hermione had appeared in her experience with her.

In the past, she often appeared stiff and repulsive in the face of such intimate physical contact.

Hermione's heart beat faster.

She is obviously very happy.

But when he opened his mouth, what he said was still hurtful.

"Do you post like this to everyone? Dorothy, Sharon...even Salist?"

She clearly knew that Adele was not like this.

Hermione also regretted the moment the voice fell.

She didn't even dare to look into Adele's eyes.

That light pink, unique treasure in the world.

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