It was really robbed directly. Field first pressed his hand on the white plate, and then forcibly left Shi Li's hand.
Just took the plate.
Time departure: "??"
The housekeeper of tis below showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face. At this time, he nodded to solve his doubts, "Miss, the royal family's pet also represents the royal family's face. How can we stand and eat like lowly hordes. It was a mean and despicable act. So please sit down. "
Shi Li's hatred of field has risen to a higher level than heaven. What is more profound than the hatred of food!
But he still had to bite his teeth and squeeze out a smile: "ha ha, can't you understand me? As I said just now, I'm very fragile, easy to get on my hands, and easy to get infected? I'd like to sit. Can I sit in this chair? "
Thanks to my boast just now, I'm really feeding the dog. Mental retardation is mental retardation. There's no medicine to save it.
Field's gorgeous mask was motionless and could not see the look on his face, but he sat lazily on the throne with a plate of barbecue.
It seems that I don't feel at all contrary.
Field also nodded and seemed to have a little doubt: "the sharp sword hurts people, but why can't the soft rose still be touched?"
Shi Li: "
Hehe, you can't reason with the mentally retarded at all.
She said she was too lazy. She suddenly raised her hand and looked in front of field. "Then I'll prove to you how tender Miss Ben's skin is."
With a crash, he pressed his hand directly on the rose seat behind him.
Beautiful and swaying roses are in full bloom, thorns are wanton, when soft skin comes. The thorn finally showed its original sharp and ferocious face, completely got rid of the original appearance of the little sheep, and rushed to pierce into the white, tender and soft skin.
"Shua..."
The wound suddenly broke, and the bright red blood slowly flowed down the opening of the thorn. The dazzling thorn flowers were dripping with the red color of blood, which looked more gorgeous and graceful.
The whole audience went crazy at the moment when the wound was broken.
Everyone present could not help showing their fangs.
"It's so sweet. What's the smell! This is blood... But why have I never asked? It tastes so sweet. "
"Ah, it's the commotion of the soul. No, I can't control myself at all. I feel like I've found my soul! "
"What a wonderful fragrance, sweet blood, soul attraction, how can there be such a sweet aroma... Ah, ah! Desire, desire! "
Many people have completely lost their reason at this moment, turned into fangs and swept directly towards the throne.
They ignored the etiquette and rules. They were already attracted enough. When the wounded were loaded and the blood came out wantonly, the fragrance was a thousand times larger than before, oh no, even 10000 times.
Field changed his face a little at the moment when her wound broke, and shot faster in seconds.
Tens of thousands of wind blades are on display at the same time, breaking up the vampires swept up!
Whoever dares to come again will die!
Field had no time to care about the life and death of his compatriots. It was rare for him to be so serious and leave his scarred hand when holding it up.
Suddenly he bowed his head and kissed her palm.