Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

Hitchel saw that she really ate it obediently, and his red pupils were raging with turbulent emotions.

The man with the appearance of ice and snow even had an excited expression on his face at this time.

He stirred Jiang Zijin's mouth viciously with a fork, and seeing the man's mouth open in bewilderment, revealing his wet and limp tongue, his heart burned.

"Well......"

Jiang Zijin frowned, and Hitchel didn't stretch it very far, as if afraid of hurting her, he only pressed her tongue with a fork.

"What are you doing..."

Jiang Zijin's speech was a bit vague, and she was about to step back when a soft and clear male voice came from beside her, like a cup of brewed black tea, lingering in a low voice.

"Hitchel."

The music in the banquet hall stopped.

The Grand Duke Vihir wore a pair of light gold glasses, a luxurious dress, broad shoulders, and the hem of his shirt tucked into his trousers. His whole body was as clear as jade.

"Why don't you say a word when you come."

The movements of all the people around stopped. They set their eyes on Vihir, with their right hands covering the heart, and bent towards him, performing the etiquette among blood clans.

"His Royal Highness the Grand Duke."

Hitchel let go of the fork in his hand, and wiped the corner of Jiang Zijin's lips with his fingertips, with some inexplicable hostility in his eyes.

"Didn't see you."

The Grand Duke Vihir's eyes fell on Jiang Zijin's bright red lips, which had just been disturbed by someone, and there was a wet and soft red.

Hitchel's voice was neither salty nor weak, "I haven't wished you a happy birthday yet, and you are one year older."

The lifespan of the vampire is very long, and the life span of the vampire with the higher level is correspondingly longer.

The Grand Duke Vihir is over 300 years old this year. In the average life expectancy of the blood race, he is in the stage of young and middle-aged, so he is not considered old.

"Thank you."

Vihir had a decent smile on his face, and was not affected by his sarcasm at all.

Jiang Zijin was wearing a beautiful little dress, her complexion was fair and translucent, her snow-white neck was completely exposed.

She turned her head, Vihir's handsome and familiar face overlapped with the one she saw outside the window.

Jiang Zijin really didn't expect that the vampire reading under the tree was actually the Grand Duke of Vihir.

She wasn't sure if Vihir could see her face clearly. People around her were standing, and she couldn't sit firmly on the stool, so she patted her skirt a little awkwardly, stood up, and imitated the people around her. move, saluted towards Vihir.

"His Royal Highness the Grand Duke."

The language they speak in this world is not Chinese, nor is it any language that Jiang Zijin is familiar with.

She seems to have a special translator, the words that are passed into the ears will be automatically converted into an understandable language, and the words that are spoken will also be automatically converted into a 'new language'.

Vihir's silver mid-length hair was crisp and clean, and the deep bones of a Westerner made him a handsome gentleman. Behind his golden-rimmed eyes, his blood-colored pupils contained a polite smile.

"You are the lady of the human race?"

In their opinion, the appearance of oriental people is a bit too immature and delicate, and their skeletons are also small, so they can be easily hugged with one hand.

Jiang Zijin responded, but didn't understand what he meant.

Vihir's voice was light and non-aggressive, and he was even gentler and more polite than every vampire present. The golden mirror chain swayed slightly with his movements, and his thin lips were bent into a slightly upturned arc.

"You are beautiful."

He used honorifics.

Westerners are always generous with their compliments, which are straightforward and enthusiastic.

Hitchel narrowed his eyes, and his snow-white eyelashes seemed to be stained with a layer of frost. The two stood and sat, their temperaments were completely different, but their majesty was not inferior to each other.

Jiang Zijin was stunned for a moment, and the banquet hall fell into an even weirder atmosphere. They didn't speak, and looked at Jiang Zijin in unison.

There are curiosity, scrutiny, and malicious greed.

Those human races looked at her even more strangely. It stands to reason that they and Jiang Zijin should be in a competitive relationship, but no one dreamed of being favored by the Grand Duke of Verhill.

It is a great thing for any of them to be selected by the blood race at the banquet, and they feel a little complicated for a while.

Vihir snapped his fingers, and the music in the banquet hall sounded in the next moment. The melodious and slow classical music seemed to purify the body and mind.

"Okay, let's continue playing."

The surrounding vampires received the order of approval, and then put down their hands covering their chests.

"Yes."

There are also ranks among the blood races. The three nobles who are above most of the blood races do not often appear in front of them. Even if they stay in the academy, they are not in the same place as ordinary blood races in class.

They have privileges, and whatever academy they want will give them convenience.

The system opened the mouth and said at the right time: 【The Grand Duke Vihir's invitation to the human race for his birthday party has another meaning. 】

Jiang Zijin asked: [What do you mean? 】

The system explained: "Choose a blood servant."

"It was arranged by the school. The vampires here have the right to choose vampires, and the humans who stay here are almost all the best in the attached campus. This is the first way for them to select vampires."

Jiang Zijin: "..."

She whispered, "Isn't this just choosing a concubine..."

System: "..." You say yes.

The system said: "In the past, the three nobles have never expressed any special concern for any human race, so they have not selected blood servants."

Jiang Zijin said: "Then they won't choose this year?"

The system said: "I don't know."

Vihir glanced at the two-bitten cake on the table.

"Eating cake?"

He raised an eyebrow, "Hitchel, I remember you never liked eating these."

Hitchel lazily half-closed his eyelids, "Occasionally, I have to change my taste."

He sat still on the seat, and even pulled Jiang Zijin down, "Sit."

Jiang Zijin was pulled back a few steps by him and sat on the chair, the cold hand on his right wrist carried undeniable strength.

"I......"

Vihir walked over and lifted the broken hair on her forehead, and slid her cold fingertips to the base of her ears.

Jiang Zijin only felt a sudden pain in his earlobe, but before he could react, Hitchel couldn't sit still, and said in a cold voice, "Vihill."

Vihir plucked a small dead leaf from her hair, and said in a clear voice:

"leaf."

The broken hair on Jiang Zijin's forehead was pulled to the sides, revealing the smooth skin, the whole face was white and clean, there was still some moist water on the lips, and the dark red lips were half drawn.

How can there be dead leaves?

She remembered that she had been indoors the whole time.

Hitchel frowned unhappily, seeing Jiang Zijin being touched by others, he felt uncomfortable for a while.

"Go away."

He suppressed his tone, if it were someone else, this sentence would be 'get lost'.

Vihir crushed the dead leaves in his hands, and his blood-red pupils did not restrain his anger, "If I remember correctly, she is not your blood servant."

"It's not yours, why are you calling at me?"