Quick wear: This Zaizai acts cute everywhere

Liz suddenly took Taotao and went to coax her in a hurry.

As soon as the little milk bag arrived in Liz's arms, everyone became quiet.

There is no way, Sister Liz is gentle, reliable, and very kind to herself.

He is nothing like the fierce brother just now.

Taotao nestled in Liz's not-so-warm embrace, staring at each other with big eyes.

"Be good, don't cry."

Liz didn't dare to shake Taotao, she just patted her back gently, then quietly went to the cabinet and took out a saliva towel and a bunch of new clothes.

Fortunately, she is the only one in the entire vampire clan who can take on the important task of taking care of Taotao. Even if Taotao does such a bold act, she will not be offended by it.

Liz put Taotao down very carefully.

After a while, the housekeeper came in with several maids.

"Your Majesty the Duke has ordered that all these toys that pose safety risks be disposed of."

A group of people filed in and took away all the toys in the cabinets and tables except the plush products.

An angry Taotao waved her little hands and babbling in protest.

Liz didn't think anything was wrong. After all, she also felt that for Taotao, those items could indeed be used to hurt people.

The safety hazard is for others, not Taotao herself.

The little milk bag is very dissatisfied.

She can't do anything now except swing her arms on the crib and throw away all those things. Then doesn't it mean that she really can't do anything?

Liz stretched out her hand to comfort Taotao, and her eyelids started to twitch after a while.

That's the bad thing about being a baby, it gets sleepy very easily.

"Huh, huh-"

She closed her eyes as she thought about it, then her breathing gradually became longer, and she closed her eyes tightly and fell asleep.

……

"What are you doing?"

When Berkeley saw Liz pushing the crib and walking through the castle, she couldn't help feeling a little irritated.

This brat isn't going to get dirt all over his castle, is he?

Humans are really dirty creatures.

Liz put her hands on her waist and bowed respectfully.

But as soon as she let go of the handle of the crib with both hands, the crib on wheels slid to the ground with a gurgling sound.

Berkeley, who was standing far away, dodged and grabbed the crib.

"What a troublesome thing." He said in a bad tone, "Don't salute in the future."

If something happens to this little brat, Her Highness Ulysses will definitely talk about him endlessly.

Liz ran over in panic, took the crib from Berkeley, and nodded with lingering fear.

"Your Highness, Berkeley." She looked at Taotao, who was still sleeping, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Highness, I want to take Taotao to the top floor to bask in the sun."

Vampires don't like sunlight, so the places they live in are generally very dark, and they don't see sunlight all year round.

But human babies need to be exposed to the sun every day, so Liz has to push the crib to the top floor every day.

Only the top floor of the castle can receive sunlight.

Berkeley looked at Taotao who was sleeping soundly in the crib, "What a troublesome little thing. You go ahead."

He stepped aside to make way for the stroller.

Liz was a little flattered.

You must know that in the world of vampires, there is a strict hierarchy. Even in the case of such a head-on collision, the Duke, who has a high status, will not give way.

Under normal circumstances, Liz should pull the stroller and retreat to the corner to make way for His Highness Berkeley.

"What are you doing standing still? Are you going to wait for this little brat to wake up and start crying?" Berkeley twisted his neck impatiently.

He hates the sound of babies crying.

The kind of sound that can penetrate the eardrums is really annoying.

Liz couldn't care less. Since it was His Highness Berkeley's order, she had to follow it even if it was against the rules.

She took two quick steps and pushed the crib past Berkeley.

Berkeley didn't care much about this, he had other things to do now.

For example, the earls and princes who are also the main war faction have now arrived at his house.

This time they must discuss it carefully to make Her Royal Highness change her mind.

He stepped to leave, but paused when he heard the sound of the crib advancing behind him.

Berkeley turned her head in confusion and saw Liz and the maid pushing the dining cart facing each other, both of them stuck in place.

He looked at the deep and narrow corridor and wondered whether he should widen all the roads inside the castle.

Or replace such a big crib with a slightly smaller stroller?

However, he imagined the scene of the little kid crammed into the small car and immediately gave up the idea.

That little cub is very delicate. If he were in a car, he would definitely not be able to sleep peacefully.

He didn't want the entire castle to be surrounded by the cries and howls of human cubs.

Those who didn’t know better thought his house was haunted!

Berkeley was thinking as he walked, otherwise he should let that little brat live on the top floor!

It can be exposed to the sun during the day, which is in line with human living habits, and it will not be moved around in the castle every day, disrupting the order of the castle.

He thought the idea was great and solved the problem directly from its root cause.

So he snapped his fingers, and the butler appeared beside him without any warning.

This is how the nobles of the vampire clan train one of their own summons to serve as the housekeeper of the family.

In this way, when you have something to say, you only need to snap your fingers to summon them.

The butler bowed respectfully, "Master, what are your orders?"

Schroeder looks different from the vampire at first glance.

His skin has a hint of cyan, and his eyes are all dark brown without the whites.

This is because he is not a vampire, but a bat henchman of Berkeley.

The purer the vampire's bloodline, the closer the summoned bat will be to the vampire's form.

Like Liz, she can only summon very primitive little bats.

But except for the color of his eyes and skin, there is no obvious difference between Schroeder and the vampire.

For example, the butler of Her Highness Ulysses has pale skin, no different from a vampire.

As for the vampires of the first generation, the cronies they summoned looked exactly like the vampires.

Berkeley did not stop and gave Schroeder instructions as he walked.

"Go and tidy up the room on the top floor so that the kid sent here by humans can live."

Schroeder was neither curious nor refuted the inquiry. He just nodded and agreed, and then disappeared.

He must have gone to give Berkeley an order.