vampire bat

Winnie didn't dare to go out of the house until the sun had risen overhead and the vampires hid in their coffins.He tied a black silk scarf around his neck, looking crazy, but there is no way, he can't go out with the bite marks on his face.

Traveling through the dense forest in a carriage, the outside is a human atmosphere that is completely different from the gloomy old castle, young and energetic.Winnie, as always, came to the market to choose his next ration, large mangoes with attractive colors.

"Cough cough!" A middle-aged uncle coughed into Winnie's ear, seeing that Winnie didn't answer him at all, he coughed twice more vigorously.

"John!" Winnie was taken aback by the wall behind him, and subconsciously blocked a basket of fruit in front of his chest.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I..." John rubbed his hands and said, "I have one thing to ask of you."

"What are you going to do?" Vinny carefully examined John from top to bottom, unable to think of what this guy who only met once would bother him to do.

"I remember you know Erlande, right?" John's eyes were shining, "Please help me deliver this letter to him, please!"

Seeing that Winnie hesitated, John hurriedly said, "I have a large orchard, and all your rations will be covered by me from now on!"

"I'll just send it to you, and don't come to me again." The master warned Winnie to avoid dealing with werewolves, so Winnie fled in a hurry after receiving the letter.

John watched him leave all the time, and the two fiery gazes almost poked a hole in the other's back.

"Who sent this?" After receiving the letter, Erlande sniffed it unhurriedly. It was full of the pungent smell of werewolves and a faint scent of roses.

"That werewolf named John," Vinny said.

"Ha, you mean, he ran to the market to look for you." Erlande smiled, and unhurriedly opened the envelope with his fingernails, and two rose petals fell out of it.

"Dear beauty, Erlande." Erlande read a sentence, raised his eyebrows, and expressed. "This is the first love letter I've ever received!"

"Ah?" With an exclamation, Winnie hurriedly covered his disobedient mouth. This was the first time he had encountered a werewolf writing a love letter to a vampire. Didn't the two races look down on each other?

Erlande didn't care, he threw the letter into the sky, rose petals scattered from the envelope, "sweep the floor clean."

Looking at Erlande's wobbly figure, Winnie couldn't help but feel that John was a little pitiful. He must have been very sad when he found out that the letter he wrote so hard was thrown away without even reading it.Winnie was thinking about picking up petals in the bag until he cleaned up all the petals in the house, and suddenly realized that the letter was missing. Could it be that the little master Erlande took it away?

Today is a rare sunny day, so the vampires stayed in the castle obediently, but they were all very busy.

Bourne was instructing the servants to put the tables and chairs for the banquet in the front hall, not only these, but there were also people busy cleaning the castle.

Winnie came down from upstairs, coughing for a long time every time he took a breath, he held his nose and walked through the dusty air, came to Bourne and asked, "Master, what are you doing here?"

"There is a human couple who are going to hold their wedding at Castle Wilson. They like the theme of the castle and the spooky vampire." Bourne explained. He saw Winnie blushing here, and asked with concern, "You go upstairs first. Come down after they finish cleaning."

Vinny shook his head, he was more worried than the choking dust: "Then shall we hide?"

"My father is the legal owner of Castle Wilson. We just need to pretend to be human on the wedding day." Bourne touched Winnie's head, as if comforting a scared and panicked child.

In Vinny's memory, Bourne always liked to touch his hair. When he was a little bat, Bourne seemed to be the only one in the whole castle who would stroke the fur on his back.

"Will you come to a place with me?" Bourne asked in his ear. Although he couldn't feel the breath, Winnie was still hypnotized and nodded his head dizzily.

Winnie's hand was tightly held by Bourne, and he followed behind Bourne and let him pull him away, with thoughts in Feifei's head imagining what unexpected surprises would be waiting for her.It wasn't until Bourne asked him, "Have you ever seen a werewolf?", that Vinny felt as cold as if he had been woken up by cold water.

"Tell me, Winnie." Bourne slowed down his voice, "Yesterday I smelled a werewolf on you, and there seems to be something new today. Are you being targeted by a werewolf?"

"No, no." Winnie explained, "It was the werewolf I met in the bar that day, but I just happened to meet him at the market today."

"Is it nothing to do with Eland? They didn't have any conflicts, did they?" Bourne asked.

"No, no." Winnie lied and lowered his head guiltily, "We just met each other and left, nothing happened..."

"That's good." Bourne seemed relieved. "Vampires and werewolves are not very friendly. You should be more careful when you go out in the future."

Winnie nodded, struggling fiercely in his heart.He lied to Bourne and concealed the letter. What if he revealed the truth?No, he wants to tell the little master to be careful!

After Bourne disappeared around the corner, Vinny hurried upstairs and knocked on Ireland's door.

Vinny regretted it as soon as the door opened, and he saw Catherine sitting in front of Ireland's dressing table with the letter from John in her hand.

An idea popped up, and Catherine found John's letter!

"You are so brave, you actually ran to help the werewolf." Catherine suddenly disappeared, and appeared in front of Winnie in the blink of an eye.

"It's not like this, master..." Before Winnie could finish speaking, Catherine picked up his collar and threw him to the ground.

"Are you trying to hurt my brother?" Catherine asked him, crushing a foot on Winnie's finger.

"It hurts...it hurts! Master, don't step on it." Winnie could only watch his fingers being stepped on under Catherine's hard high-heeled shoes. He cried and begged for mercy, but he didn't dare to resist.

Catherine moved her feet away and bent down to look at Winnie, suddenly curious about the ugly black silk scarf around his neck.She reached out and took the silk scarf off Winnie's neck. On Winnie's snow-white neck were the bite marks left by the vampire.

"Who bit you?" Catherine demanded him.

"It's little master Eland." Winnie didn't dare to lie.

"Tell you! Stay away from my elder brother and younger brother!" Catherine picked him up from the ground like an old rag doll, "Also, don't let my father touch you, not even once. Otherwise... " She shook the letter in her hand.

"I see, master." Winnie sobbed uncontrollably, his body trembling in Catherine's hands.

Catherine left satisfied.

Winnie fell to the ground alone against the wall. He didn't dare to offend Catherine, but he didn't know how to refuse other masters.What can I do? If they ask me to do something, how can I refuse?

Just when he was struggling with pain, he suddenly felt the call of Duke Wilson.Winnie wiped away his tears, disguised his expression as usual, and set off for the Duke's study.

"Master." Winnie knocked on the door, and the door opened automatically as usual.

Wilson lowered his head and was writing something. Without raising his head, he said to Winnie, "I'm going out for Halloween. If you need anything, you can go to Bourne."

"Is the master not going to Prince Josephine's ball?" Winnie asked. Every Halloween, Prince Josephine holds a grand ball in the palace. Will His Royal Highness be angry if he doesn't go?

"I already asked you to deliver the letter to him." Wilson put down his pen, picked up the envelope and sealed it with wax.He raised his head just now, and as soon as his eyes fell on Winnie's neck, he suddenly became serious, "Who bit it?"

Winnie trembled, and wiped his hands on his neck, touching the two scabbed cavities.Unfortunately, he forgot that the silk scarf had been torn off by Miss Catherine.

Wilson didn't wait for his answer, but got up and took Winnie's wrist. He noticed that Winnie's raised hand had red and swollen fingers.

"I'm fine." Catherine's face suddenly appeared in Winnie's mind. Winnie quickly withdrew his hand and rubbed his fingers against Wilson's ring, causing his facial features to wrinkle in pain.

This was the most daring thing Vinny had ever done. He rushed out of the study of Duke Wilson, his own master, without looking back, without permission.

When he went downstairs, Winnie was trembling all over. He thought that if he was finished this time, the master would definitely be furious!

"Vinny!" Bourne stopped him when passing by the front hall, "Does it look good?"

Winnie froze for a moment, looked around, and saw that the castle had been cleaned.A new crystal chandelier was installed above the head, a red carpet was laid under the feet, and candles were placed all around.It can be imagined that when the night falls and the candles are lit, it will be an extremely romantic night for vampires.

"The demands of people nowadays are really strange." Bourne shrugged. This probably wasn't the romantic and warm wedding he had imagined.

"I like this feeling too, the vampire's wedding." Vinny said.He imagined that the protagonists of the wedding were himself and Bourne, and he couldn't help but blush.

"What are you thinking? Blushing like this?" Bourne couldn't help teasing him seeing his stupid look.

Winnie hurriedly covered his face with his hands, and he must not let Bourne know his little thoughts.

"what happened to your hand?"

"Huh?" Winnie hid his hands behind his back quickly, and explained far-fetchedly, "I accidentally fell down just now, it's okay." Startled, he turned to one side and crashed directly into Bourne's arms.

Looking up, the whole field of vision was Bourne's handsome and gentle face. Winnie felt that he was going to die. His cheeks were hot and red now. If Bourne knew what he was thinking, would he ignore him again?

"Go to my room, I have something to tell you."