Quickly wear the heartthrob: She is always coveted by others

"Did you just wake up?"

The first to break the silence was Yu Huan.

She did not teleport, but walked towards the second floor step by step, looking at the man in front of the railing with curiosity.

Lance lowered his eyes and replied in his usual gentle tone, "I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk."

"Where were you just now?"

Yu Huan did not hide it and said directly: "Go out to find food."

Hearing this answer, the man was obviously stunned for a moment and did not respond for a long time, as if he was digesting the foraging behavior she mentioned.

Yu Huan was not interested in his reaction. She just smelled the sweet scent emanating from him and couldn't help licking her little fangs, feeling a little eager.

Vampire desires are truly omnipresent.

Yu Huan sighed inwardly and forced himself to look away from the delicious "little cake" right in front of him.

She must learn to curb her desires.

[Host, you can indulge yourself appropriately. ]

606 seemed to be aware of her distress and gave her some considerate advice, "As long as they are not main characters like Dennis, the life and death of other people will not have much impact on the plot. You can suck a few mouthfuls of their blood out of appetite, which is also in line with the vampire personality to some extent, so it is not a big problem."

【Forget it. 】

Yu Huan curled her lips and had a different opinion on this.

[Their blood doesn't smell good.]

She wants to be a vampire with pursuits, and she would rather not drink if it doesn't suit her taste.

The system fell silent, and could only say:

[......Host, as long as you are happy. ]

Yu Huan chatted with the system for a while. When he stepped onto the second floor, Lance, who had been silent beside him, suddenly asked softly, "Are you ready to go to bed?"

Yu Huan looked at him subconsciously and said "hmm" perfunctorily.

He couldn't see, but he was extremely sensitive to other people's gazes and instinctively took several steps back.

Yu Huan blinked, looked at him carefully, and once again wondered if he was really blind.

"Good night then."

After saying that, before Yu Huan could react, Lance turned around and walked into the bedroom, closing the door with his backhand in a quick and decisive move.

This person appeared suddenly and left even more suddenly.

Yu Huan muttered, "It's inexplicable."

She was too lazy to care and slowly returned to the guest bedroom.

......

The distance between them is just a wall.

The female vampire closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The male owner of the manor was unusually sober.

He walked to the bookcase and pulled out a thick book. The cover of the book was plain and without any words on it. When he opened the book, some dust was raised.

Lance hadn't touched this book for a long time.

This book records the history of vampires.

Lance used to just treat it as a story.

Now that the vampire actually appeared beside him and the story came true, he was still a little dazed.

It turns out that vampires really do exist. They live by sucking blood. They sleep during the day and go out to look for food at night.

I heard that vampires have amazing looks, I wonder if this is true...

Thinking of this, Lance stroked the pages of the book with his fingers. Due to his eye defect, he was unable to verify this evidence, and he felt a little regretful for some reason.

There was another thing he didn't understand.

According to the books, vampires are not kind creatures.

But she was obsessed with her own blood last night, so why did she go out to look for food tonight?

Lance closed the book with mixed feelings.

-

At noon the next day, the sun was shining brightly.

Amid the continuous knocks on the door, Dennis frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

"Dennis, Dennis, you should get up."

Mrs. Miller was shouting outside, her tone hinting at worry.

The sunlight outside the window was glaring. This was the first time he got up so late, so Mrs. Miller was so worried.

Dennis felt a little dizzy, and he couldn't tell whether it was because he slept too long or for some other reason, but he felt confused.

He scratched his messy hair, dealt with Mrs. Miller outside the door, and quickly got out of bed.

Dennis finished washing up and went downstairs. No one was home. Mrs. Miller had just gone out and Mr. Miller had gone to work.

He sat alone at the dining table, eating only a few bites of his meal, looking absent-minded.

He remembered that he seemed to have gone out last night, but he had no idea where he went, when he went out, or when he came back.

The seemingly clear memory is like being covered by fog, blurry and irritating.

"Knock, knock, knock,"

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Dennis got up from the sofa and walked to the entrance.

As soon as the door was opened, the first thing that came into view was the girl's pretty face. She crossed her arms and when her eyes rested on the boy's face, she looked surprised, "Please, don't tell me you just woke up, Dennis."

Hearing the sarcasm in her words, Dennis twitched his lips, his expression remained calm, and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"What's your attitude?" Anya looked up at him, surprised by his cold look.

But when Anya thought about Freya's disappearance, she could understand it. After all, from childhood to adulthood, whenever Dennis encountered something like Freya, he would lose his composure and it was common for him to lose control of his emotions.

Anya didn't keep the secret and said to Dennis, "I know you are worried about Freya. I am worried about her too. This morning, Sheriff Angus took people to Blackwood to look for someone. I believe there will be news about Freya."

"I came here just to remind you not to act on your own. Sheriff Angus will definitely bring Freya back safely."

To put it bluntly, Anya's purpose of coming here was mainly to make sure that Dennis did not do anything stupid and stayed at home peacefully.

Upon hearing the news, Dennis' eyes lit up, and his depressed spirit indeed eased a little. He also apologized to Anya for his tone a few minutes ago.

"I will. Thank you, Anya. I was so hasty just now. I'm sorry."

Anya didn't take it to heart and casually asked about Rose Manor, wanting to know what he talked about with the manor's owner.

"......Well, we didn't talk about anything."

Dennis just brushed it off, obviously not intending to discuss it in depth.

Seeing his dodging gaze and vague words, Anya narrowed her eyes and concluded that the other party was not telling the truth at all. Doubts began to arise in her heart, but she did not ask about it immediately.

*

As the only child who had not been found, Freya, who had no news at all, attracted the attention of almost all the residents in the town.

Freya's parents even ignored the dissuasion and insisted on going with Sheriff Angus to find someone.

Unfortunately, until the sun set, their group finally returned empty-handed. Not to mention Freya, they didn't even find a single person.

After receiving the news, Anya felt disappointed and upset. She caught a glimpse of Dennis turning and leaving from the corner of her eye. Her heart skipped a beat, fearing that he would do something stupid, so she squeezed out of the crowd and caught up with him.

But as they walked, Anya's eyes slowly widened.

Dennis met the strange man again.

The young boy lowered his head, his expression visibly depressed and sad, and the man with red hair and white eyes was comforting him gently.

The two gradually walked side by side.

The direction they were heading was the Rose Manor.

Out of concern, Anya gritted her teeth and followed.