The manual of saving male god of fast crossing system

Chapter 972 Campus Situation, Earl, Addicted to Kissing! 55
"Don't~" Wanwan reached out to cover his lips, and felt a cold touch from his thin lips.

Cyril backed away aggrieved, as long as it was everything from the master, he was very addicted, as if he couldn't get enough kisses, and couldn't get enough.

"I'm going to sleep." Wanwan put down the cup.

"Master~ I'll carry you over there." Cyril went over to pick up Wanwan and carefully put her on the bed, then wrapped her in a quilt.

Seeing that he was about to wrap herself into a rice dumpling, Wanwan couldn't help but cry, and said, "Syril, I'm a little hot."

"Master, I'll cool you down." Cyril wrapped her in his arms including the quilt, leaned over and leaned his head on her shoulder, and rubbed her cheek.

Wanwan felt a bit of coolness. Due to her physical discomfort, she was a little tired and didn't bother to say anything. A drowsy drowsiness hit her and she closed her eyes.

Cyril looked at the owner who looked like a silkworm baby. There was only the owner and him here, without those annoying humans in the school, and there was a little sweetness in his heart.

Seeing that Wanwan's sleeping face was as smooth as white tofu, he couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her face.

That's fine.

No one bothered.

……

……

In the next few days, Wanwan was really taken care of by Cyril as if she were a newborn baby.

She didn't go to class at the school, not only her, Mona and Robert didn't show up again, Fang Xiyao dropped out of school.

Some blood clans appeared in the city to hunt wildly, and the church was very busy. The battle between the two sides was fierce, and there were casualties.

Cyril built a swing in the rose garden of the ancient castle. The swing made of flower vines exudes a faint fragrance. Wanwan sat on it, and Cyril stood behind her and slowly pushed it.

"Master, do you want to be taller?"

Wanwan leaned on the vines of the swing, looking at the long white clouds, feeling extraordinarily relaxed.

"No need, Cyril, you come and sit down too."

He stood and pushed for a long time, even though she knew he was a vampire and would not feel tired, she still felt sorry for him.

With a smile on his face, Cyril went to sit beside her and took her into his arms.

"Syril, you haven't told me why your coffin is in the old church in the park?"

Cyril's hometown is in country Y, how could he come here and own an old castle here.

"Master~ I can't remember clearly." A dark light flashed in Cyril's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Lilith told me that there was a war within the blood clan hundreds of years ago, and some vampires tried to wake me up and kidnapped me His coffin was taken away..."

Saying that, Cyril kissed her cheek affectionately, and murmured: "Although that vampire committed an unforgivable crime, I would like to thank him. If it wasn't for him, I would not have had the chance to meet my master..."

As for the blood clan who rebelled, even if they fled the 'hometown', they must be judged.

Leaning in his arms, Wanwan looked at the sea of ​​roses in front of her, which was as coquettish as a red carpet, and always felt a little weird in her heart.

"Syril, is there any news from my parents?" Sang's father and Sang's mother have been away for several months, and they called her before, but now they don't even send a message.

Cyril's eyes darkened slightly, and an obedient smile appeared on his exquisite face: "Master's parents are currently visiting the small town of country Y, master, don't worry, I have sent blood servants to protect them."

Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, and complained a little: "They really had a good time, they even forgot about my daughter."

"Master~ you still have me."

(End of this chapter)