When raising villain teenagers

Chapter 87 You and the Dark Embrace Me (12)

"You can do whatever you want... my lord."

Leuer licked the tip of his teeth.

He hadn't slept all night, and he hadn't even touched a bite of the food he brought, and now Yu Fei had swallowed his blood again. The little blood servant drooped his eyelids pitifully, and fainted slightly.

Yu Fei naturally saw that something was wrong with him.

So she didn't move on.

The little angel was well arranged by her, she stayed in her quilt and blinked, the cold fragrance lingered, and Leuer sneezed.

The queen looked sideways at him in good spirits: "...Go to sleep for a while, I'll ask someone to cook for you when you wake up."

He still had the same resigned look: "Thank you, my lord."

But he couldn't help closing his eyes gently, and clenched the soft quilt with his fingertips.

The tense thoughts gradually relaxed.

Sleepiness swept over.

……

Night fell quickly.

When Leuer opened his eyes, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers. Only the wind passed through the veil, and the moonlight came in lightly.

It was quiet.

Yu Fei left.

He stayed there for a while, then the door was pushed open, the candle was lit, and it was still the vampire from the morning who came in.

Her name is Ishra.

He is Hroka's only confidant.

The blood race gradually became stronger under Heroka's management, and she became a salty fish with peace of mind. After a while, she finally felt that her conscience could not bear it, and she started a bitter logistics life.

She has no worries about food and clothing, she finds blood servants when she is hungry, and gnaws on tomatoes when she is tired. She has no ambitions and aspirations. gas.

Like a logistics girl who really has nothing to do with herself.

"Wake up." She put the trolley at the door, and poked her head in first, "This is the red date and white fungus soup that Lord Heloka asked me to prepare specially for you, let me stare at you and drink it up .”

Leuer: "?"

The vampire handed it to him, and then secretly glanced at the other party's current state.

Pale.

Still sleeping in the adult's bed.

sick.

He hasn't been ruthlessly thrown out to feed the bats by adults yet.

Besides...

Her gaze swept over the pendants on his neck, they were all familiar.

The vampire's eyes seemed to light up for a moment.

There are melons!

She knew Hroka, she was cruel and despicable, she would either rest or tease people in her spare time, the pendant around her neck was the last gift her relatives gave her, and people would not normally touch it.

but now--

It actually appeared on the neck of a blood servant.

"..."

Leuer didn't realize it. He just woke up from a long dream and didn't really want to eat, so he just swallowed a couple of mouthfuls, intending to deal with it.

But he was pushed back by the vampire.

Not only that, she also said with a serious face that she must stare at him and finish drinking.

"I advise you to be honest, adults say you are too empty, you can't even stand up, you have to mend it."

Leuer: "..."

He was silent for two seconds.

Then he asked provocatively: "Who among her blood servants can stand after being bitten by her?"

Ishera: "..."

She was silent for a moment.

Then choose to tell the truth.

"That's not true, but generally blood servants lie on a small cart for adults to eat. This is more convenient and can be pushed away."

Leuer: "..."

He pursed his slightly sweet lips, remembering the times of eating these few times, remembering how many times he couldn't help but collapsed in her arms, his ears felt restless.

But he still maintained the calm on his face, and his eyes like the deep sea looked over quietly: "...but why, Lord Heloka never let me lie down when eating?"

Of course she is perverted.

Ishera saw that this guy had lived for nearly 200 years, and he had bitten a lot of blood servants, but this kind of situation...she had never seen it before.

After all, those blood servants who just don't suit her taste can be directly thrown out by her to feed the bats.

The silver-haired, blood-eyed vampire burped tomato flavor, pondered for a moment, and then sincerely gave an affirmative answer.

"I suggest you ask her directly, dear."

"..."

He fell silent, no longer having the desire to chat with others.

But Ishera also did not intend to give up the idea of ​​prying melons from his mouth.

There was still more than half a bowl of jujube and white fungus soup left in Leuer's hand. After roughly estimating the time, she decided to move a stool and sit down.

Carry on, and, not, give up.

It is the necessary spirit for people who eat melons.

It's still early anyway.

The small cart outside is his.

Thinking of this, the vampire's sitting posture became a lot more casual, and his speaking speed was no longer so rapid: "...I heard that you stayed with Hroka at the academy for a few days ago, and she spent most of the night there Also killed a duke?"

The little blood servant was very indifferent, holding a bowl to drink silently: "I don't know."

but--

He licked the tip of his teeth.

Kill the Duke in the middle of the night.

It's exactly what she would do.

Ishera was persuasive: "Then do you know why she killed the Duke?"

Leuer swallowed the white fungus obediently, and remained unmoved: "I can't guess what your lord is thinking."

"It's okay if you can't guess, then I will reluctantly share this secret with you today." She smiled, her appearance was very beautiful, but it was not as beautiful as Heroka, "She killed the Duke in the middle of the night, not because of others , but because——you."

"Because Duke Ed said that he bit you, drank your blood, and deliberately refused to feed you because of your resistance, and secretly bullied you. How can Hroka bear it? The neck flew up.

You don't know how ruthless she is... The door collapsed with one kick. "

And I had to pay for the door repairs myself.

Isherah: I hate it.

Of course, the truth of the matter is not so ups and downs, but under the exaggeration of Ishera's language, Heloka has become a competent mother who protects the calf.

"Is it."

Leuer's movements paused, and the candle flickered on and off, reflecting in his extremely beautiful pupils.

The vampire nodded gravely.

It's half-truth, half-false, and it's not like lying to him.

However, the story she made up seemed to have touched the little blood servant quite a bit.

Although he still lowered his eyes calmly and didn't look at anyone, his emotions were well hidden.

But his hands were shaking.

The roots of the ears also became hotter and reddish.

But he is quite serious, with a calm expression and a calm voice.

"My lord has a noble status, and I can't stand my belongings being coveted. She will kill him—this is normal."

Ishera: "..."

Not without reason.

This matter was rumored at the time, and Duke Ed was crushed into a handful of ashes under the moonlight.

Although it sounds a bit miserable.

But it's really cool.

That night, someone saw the perpetrator's wings, one black and one white, entangled with the contradiction between purity and hell, and turned into huge wings, gorgeous and beautiful.

At that time, she chose to take his life in mid-air under the moonlight, as if to warn the rest of the blood servants, but—because of her blood, Hroka has rarely spread her wings under many eyes these years.

Ishera pursed her lips.

She felt that Hroka seemed to have evil thoughts about this little blood servant.

　Yu Fei: Is that how you talk about me behind my back?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)