Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

"Duke Campbell, it is an honor to see you here."

Felix was very excited. He didn't expect to see the noble Campbell here.

"Good day, Duke Campbell." Payson and Anfina said these words almost at the same time.

"Good day." Boss responded politely, his eyes fell on Anfina inadvertently, and only looked away for a moment.

Payson looked at the Duke calmly. His figure was tall and straight, and his posture was elegant. He was indeed much better than his sister, which meant that Gedun was not lying, and that he was indeed attracted by Duke Campbell again.

If you didn't lie, maybe that day was really just to use them as an excuse?

Payson recalled his own reaction that day. His attitude was not good, so he provoked the little duke who surrendered himself to contact them. So was it his fault that day?

He was lost in thought.

Ran Heming, who was still talking to Boss at this time, didn't know that the hero was thinking about the truth of what he said that day.

At this time, he only cared about whether the hostess and the hostess would go to the banquet, so he tentatively said, "Is the reason why Sir Felix and Miss Anfina are going to the banquet with the Duke?"

"Of course, it's our honor to be asked." Anfina said before her brother.

Hearing this answer, Ran Heming was moved to the point of tears, she deserves to be your heroine, she really understands me.

In the carriage, Anfina looked out at the outside world through the window. She turned her head to look at her silent brother sitting opposite and asked, "Brother, why did Duke Gedun invite us?"

"do not know."

Payson couldn't figure out why the duke would deliberately please him and his sister. He obviously didn't need to care about them in his capacity, but he invited them to the banquet today.

Speaking of the banquet, Payson thought of being humiliated at the banquet that day by those princes and ladies who were more noble than them. Those disgusting eyes made him extremely disgusted.

Could it be that the duke wanted to humiliate him and his sister again at the banquet?

That's right, after all, he said that night that he was a low-class person, and just a second ago he was saying that he liked the Duke of Campbell, and then he invited him and his sister to the banquet. Sure enough, these people didn't tell the truth.

Thinking of this, Payson clenched his fists, regretting why he agreed to the other party so rashly.

Payson fell into self-blame and entanglement, but Anfina didn't think so much. She recalled Campbell who was a guest at the Duke's house, and her cheeks turned red.

"I didn't expect Duke Campbell to be so good-looking, and to stand with Duke Gedun so well."

"Ah."

Payson, who didn't hear what Anfina said, answered absently.

The protagonist and the villain were gone, Ran Heming sat on the sofa and heaved a sigh of relief, he even felt that his life span had been shortened unknowingly.

Ran Heming cares more about why the villain doesn't respond to the heroine than life expectancy.

Even though they were so close to each other, why didn't they respond? The villain shouldn't have been unresponsive to the heroine's scent after being hungry for so long.

Was it because the heroine was not injured and was picked up by the villain, and the villain didn't smell the blood on the heroine's body, so the plot was dropped by the butterfly?

It seems like the biggest culprit is him.

Before the dinner party started, Ran Heming was changing clothes in the bedroom when the servant told him that the Duke of Campbell had arrived.

Why does this villain come to his house so frequently?

It's not even night yet.

He is not dressed yet.

"Let him come in for some tea." Ran Heming said.

Although he knew that the other party would not drink.

"Yes."

After the servant went down, he opened the closet and began to look for suitable pants. He was not tall, and he looked even shorter standing next to the hero and villain, so he had to find pants that showed his legs.

He was looking for it in the closet, when a playful and familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Joe, what are you looking for?"

Ran Heming turned his head in shock and saw the villain standing behind him with a smile on his face. He wanted to turn around but was pushed down on the clothes in the cabinet by the villain.

"Bo, Boss?" Ran Heming exclaimed.

He didn't understand why the villain suddenly pushed him, could it be that he wanted to kill him?

Then he found a terrible thing, the villain was sticking to his body, and his arms were very dishonestly around his waist!

Is it to measure how many times the flesh on his body is enough to kill?

"Why is there always a scent on Joe?" Perth leaned over and put the tip of his nose close to the little Duke's fair neck.

Under the fair skin are faint blue blood vessels, fragile and beautiful, attracting him all the time.

This is too strange, he has not been interested in human blood for a long time, but this little duke can give him the urge to suck blood.

But he remembered the rusty smell that made him sick, and resisted the urge to bite down.

"Wh, what kind of fragrance, I don't know." Ran Heming was about to cry, his whole body began to tremble, his mind was muddled, and he didn't know what fragrance meant.

Especially when the villain breathed on his neck, his hairs stood on end, as if he was being targeted by some kind of monster.

"Are you afraid? Be good, don't be afraid." He coaxed softly.

Boss felt the little guy in his arms trembling, and the sweet smell on his body became more intense when trembling, and this smell attracted him more than blood.

"Then, get up..."

Ran Heming was crying, the villain told him not to be afraid, didn't he know that he was so afraid because he was thrown?

"No, let me hug you."

Boss clings to the person in his arms, breathing in the fragrance from the other person's body satisfactorily. This smell actually makes his long-hungry stomach feel full, and relieves his ever-present pain in his fangs.

Interesting, what secret does this little guy in his arms hide that makes his body love him so much.

"Okay then." Ran Heming pressed in a low voice, not daring to complain at all.

"Master, Sir Felix has arrived."

Thinking of the butler's voice outside the door made Ran Heming startled, he poked the person who was still leaning over him lightly with his elbow, and whispered, "Let me go."

"Sorry, I was too much." Boss got up from Ran Heming, sorry for his behavior.

Ran Heming was afraid that the housekeeper would see him being pinned down by the villain, so he straightened up guiltily, only to find that the cabinet door just blocked them both.

It's fine if you don't see it.

"Let them wait downstairs."

"Okay, master."

Boss looked at the relieved little duke in front of him, leaned over and asked, "What are you worried about?"

Ran Heming rolled his eyes in his heart, besides worrying about their relationship being misunderstood, what else could he worry about.

"It would be very bad to be seen like that just now."

"Why not, don't you like me?"

Ran Heming looked at the person who was slowly approaching him, and suddenly remembered that he was an admirer in the eyes of the other party, but what he said just now did not sound like an admirer.

If the villain knows that his words are false, will he become angry, feel that he has deceived him, and then kill him?

Thinking of this, Ran Heming said against his heart: "But, but it will bring you public opinion."

"You're so cute, don't worry about me."

It's not for you, it's for myself.

"Can you get up, I need to find the right pants."

"of course."

Ran Heming pulled out a pair of black trousers from the cabinet. These trousers were wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, which should be able to set off his legs very long! !

His eyes flooded, and he hid behind the screen and changed into his pants.

The pants are poor but the shoes are poor. His shoes are all small high-heeled leather shoes. Ran Heming carefully selected the one with a higher heel.

He walked out with his shoes on, and saw the villain who thought he had gone away, but sat on his bed unceremoniously, with an elegant posture, the damned villain would look good just sitting on it casually, and the other party smiled and asked: "Do you need me to put your shoes on for you?"

wear shoes?

How dare he.

"Don't bother you, I can wear it myself."

Boss noticed the disgusted expression on Ran Heming's face, and smiled slightly. The little guy's reaction was really funny.

Ran Heming was so laughed that he almost didn't put on his shoes.