[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

"Is that so?" The handsome blond vampire leaned slightly, resting one hand on the armrest of the sofa, resting her fair and slender fingers on her cheek.

In front of the double vertical arched French windows, the man leaned lazily on the single sofa.The baggy white shirt made him very thin, and his skin, which was fairer and smoother than a woman's, made people jealous.The man's legs were crossed, and the black trousers were slightly smaller for him, tightly wrapping the two straight long legs, occasionally highlighting the sexy lines.

"The posture is almost there." The little fox sat in front of the drawing board, and quickly drew a draft on the paper with the charcoal stick in his hand.While looking at Lester who was sitting on the opposite side, she skillfully took a medium-sized turkey sandwich from the plate next to her and put it into her mouth.

"..." Lester watched the little fox staring at him eating, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Can you stop looking at me with that look." It seemed like he was some kind of condiment for dinner.

"As the saying goes, beauty is delicious. Who made Xiaoguai look so good-looking? You can't blame me for always being attracted to you." The little fox frowned and opened his mouth to say nice words.

Lester, who was suddenly praised, didn't change his expression, but his heart jumped with joy.His appearance is naturally not to be picked, even if this woman has a good eye.Lester's brows and eyes were full of joy, but his tone was pretending to be indifferent: "I'm too lazy to care about you, draw quickly, I'm tired." As he said, he moved his body.

"Okay, okay, right away." The little fox coaxed with a smile, "Don't move, be good."

The charcoal strips leave shallow traces on the white paper, but it is just a simple combination of lines, and a painting with background and characters is outlined.The little fox changed to a thin charcoal strip, and modified the details of the character image, such as eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, neck line, clothes folds and so on.Soon, Lester's lazy and confusing demeanor also appeared on the paper.

"emmm..." The little fox looked at the sketch, then at the real person opposite, hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Lester raised his eyebrows.

"Can you unbutton those buttons on the top of the clothes?" asked the little fox.

Lester looked at the little fox strangely: "Why?"

"There will be a fire if there is a ditch, and there will be a market if there is a little meat." The little fox spread his hands.

"Market?" Lester was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of something, his expression turned bad instantly: "You want to sell me?!"

"Ah?" The little fox was dumbfounded for a while when he heard Lester's words.Where did this come from?When did she say she was going to sell him?

Lester stood up abruptly, his blue eyes glared at the little fox angrily, "I trust you so much, no matter how bad you are, you won't hurt me!"

I really can't blame Lester for thinking too much. He was born in a noble family, and he knows all the messy things in the upper class.Some bigwigs want to raise some pets for fun, but their identities are not good enough to go to places like underground auctions. At this time, a group of middlemen appear to contact and trade.They will paint beautiful men and women vividly, and then bring the paintings to the nobles for viewing and selection, and finally send the selected people secretly to the mansion of the big man.

Just now, the little fox asked him to unbutton and expose his flesh, and said that he has a market like this. Lester immediately thought of population and transactions.Coupled with the lingering shadows left by Louis and Claudia before, his sensitive and restless heart, which was already desperately suppressed, was almost like a powder keg, a little spark would burn and explode.

The little fox Zhang Er's monk who was scolded couldn't figure it out: "Then what, little boy, are you—"

"Don't call me Xiaoguai again, I'm not your Xiaoguai!" Lester interrupted the little fox with disgust, pushed open the door of the studio and walked out.

Misunderstood...

The little fox silently swallowed the words that he didn't have time to say, like a man who did something wrong but didn't know where he was wrong, watching the woman who was making trouble burst into tears... Ahh!It should be an owner who has done something wrong and watched the wronged pet run away from home.

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Lester, who rushed out of the door, still couldn't calm down his chaotic emotions. He swept across the quiet street, avoiding the occasional pedestrians and speeding all the way to a remote place.

The surrounding buildings were gradually replaced by green trees and wild flowers. Lester walked into a wild cemetery looking for the smell he was most familiar with and hated the most. He wandered in it like a ghost, and finally found a collapsed tomb and jumped into it.

In fact, he didn't have to nest in this dark and damp grave, like a mouse with nowhere to go.It's just that compared to this place, he hates that empty and cold house even more.Although the environment here can only be summed up in one bad word, at least there is still a corpse with him.Lester raised his hand and gently touched the wet and rotten wooden coffin.

What happened today, maybe he was too sensitive, Lester thought.That woman has such a bad temper, she always teases him with jokes, maybe she was just teasing him this time.He should trust this new companion, she had been good to him and had saved his life.But once he trusted Louis, he was so kind to him, and taught him everything he knew, but in the end he still gave him a fire.

Trust Fox, she will not betray you, let alone harm you!

Don't be silly, trust is made to be let down, think of Louis and Claudia, what they did to you!

Lester felt as if he had split into two people. One firmly expressed his trust in his new companion, while the other clamored for the lessons learned from the past, and he couldn't be stupid anymore.

believe?Still don't believe it?Lester closed his eyes with a headache, leaned his back against the wall of the pit and sighed.

"Is this place so comfortable? Let you leave a good house and come here all the way."

Lester opened his eyes suddenly, just in time to see the little fox standing by the pit, looking down at him.

"Hi~" The little fox gave Lester a smile with his eyes bent, found a good foothold, and jumped into the grave neatly.

The environment in the tomb is really bad, the air is damp and musty.The little fox felt that he had to coax the aggrieved little boy back as soon as possible, otherwise he might be infected with mold.The little fox kicked the stones next to his feet, cleared a flat place and sat down directly.

"What are you doing here!" She is not a vampire, this kind of place is a disaster for her.

"Because you are here." The little fox replied as a matter of course.

Lester turned his head silently.

The little fox leaned over to look at his expression, and then asked softly: "By the way, did you misunderstand just now?"

Lester lowered his eyes.

"How could I sell you?" The little fox didn't talk nonsense, taking advantage of Lester's calmness now, he quickly seized the opportunity to explain clearly: "I said you were mine when I hit that loli last time of course it will always be mine.”

The little fox stretched out his hand, first pinching Lester's sleeve carefully.Seeing that he didn't respond, she continued to reach out and hold his hand with a smile: "What's mine is mine, and it's absolutely impossible to give it to others." She moved her hand, and inserted her fingers between his five fingers: "I The portrait I drew for you is actually for... collection." Don't mention that I sold it, so as not to irritate him again.

"Really." Lester finally spoke.

"Yes, that's right." The little fox nodded again and again, and knelt up to sit next to Lester: "Little boy, you can't doubt me."

Lester frowned, turned to look at the little fox: "Why can't I doubt you?"

"Because I am the master." The little fox grinned.

Lester snorted coldly, and decisively shook off the little fox's hand: "I didn't recognize you as the master."

"No matter!" The little fox interlocked his fingers with Lester again: "I say yes, and no!"

"Rogue." Lester glanced at the little fox angrily despite not being happy.

"Shall we go back?" The little fox shook Lester's hand: "It's not comfortable here at all."

"I'm a vampire, don't you think it's dangerous to take me with you?" Lester asked suddenly.

Hearing this, the little fox smiled confidently and raised her chin, revealing her slender neck: "It's still the same sentence, even if I am bitten by you, I will lose, and I will admit it." After she finished speaking, she blinked, with a slightly malicious Added a sentence: "Besides, you are too weak to beat me."

"Go away! Let's end this kindness!"

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In the end, Lester was led back by the little fox. The two sat in the grave until the sun was about to rise, and then they held hands and were chased by the sun all the way home.

After entering the house and locking the door, the little fox who was coaxing Leicester just now changed his face in an instant.She twisted his arm behind her back, took out the belt from the space and quickly tied it to him before he could react.

"What are you doing!" Lester struggled reflexively.

"You are so courageous, you dare to run away from home!" The little fox smirked and pushed the bound Lester onto the sofa: "If you don't punish you, you won't be upside down in the future?"

She was so gentle just now, but she turned like this when she returned home. This woman is a liar!Lester gritted his teeth.

"How about punishing you for walking outside without clothes at night?" The little fox smiled wickedly.

Lester's eyes widened suddenly: "How dare you!" His face turned red quickly, and he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed.The little fox thought he might be a little more angry.

"Try?" The little fox raised his eyebrows.

The confident and firm expression of the little fox made Lester panic. This unscrupulous and vicious woman can really do anything, and maybe she will fulfill her punishment at night.

Seeing that Lester's expression was weak, she slightly hooked the corners of her lips and immediately withdrew her smile cautiously: "Little boy, let me give you a chance." She sat on the edge of the sofa and reached out to fiddle with the hair that blocked his eyes. .

"What chance?" Lester asked immediately.

"You call me master, and I'll take it lightly." The little fox proposed the original deal again.

Lester pursed his lips, obviously unwilling to accept this condition.

"Well, it seems that you refused." The little fox shrugged: "Then you get ready, we will go out for a stroll at night. Don't worry, I will lead you by a chain, and I will never let you get lost." Absolutely not will make you run away!

"Wait!" Lester said quickly.

"En?" The little fox replied softly.

Lester bit his lower lip in shame, closed his eyes suddenly, and parted his red lips slightly: "Master..."