Chapter 1097

After the wedding, Edward accompanied Akio to live in the obante empire for some time.

A few months later, the two set out for the castle at night.

In the dark night, the castle still looks like ah Zhao left. Under the moonlight, the rose flowers are swaying in the wind, and the melodious harp sound can always be heard in the ear.

This evening, Edward accompanied Akio in the garden of the castle.

After walking for a while, a Zhao suddenly stopped.

Edward looked at her suspiciously.

Ah Zhao whispered, "Edward, change me."

Edward is surprised to see a Zhao, do not understand why she suddenly had such a thought.

Of course, he wanted to change ah Zhao.

Blood group has a long life.

He used to be lonely. He has been such a person for thousands of years. He can still sleep when he is bored.

But now it's different. I feel the feeling of being accompanied by my beloved.

If one day Edward was to be allowed to live alone again, he felt that he would not be able to bear it.

However, it seems that a Zhao has not been very happy to change this matter.

She was very young, and Edward was not in such a hurry to say it.

"I've been thinking about it all this time." A Zhao looks at him with a smile.

"Now I've figured it out. I want to be with you, always with you, forever and forever. "

Edward couldn't help but pick up the man.

The two hugged each other in the sea of roses.

"I've been like this, you know." Edward gave her a soft kiss in the ear.

"Now that you say it yourself, Satan as witness, I won't pay attention to it even if you repent the next second."

Edward said this with some ferocity.

A Zhao chuckled and said, "no, I will never return."

A cool hand fell on her cheek.

Then there was a soft kiss.

The soft thin lips moved from her lips to her chin and continued down.

Stopped between the white neck.

There's something sharp on top of it.

It's fangs.

A Zhao closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

She is a little nervous, but with some kind of expectation and curiosity, waiting for the next moment.

Sharp pain came from the neck.

It's hard to describe. Pain is inevitable.

But the pain didn't last long, and it quickly turned into another feeling.

It was the ultimate joy, as if the soul had floated.

A Zhao raised his head high and couldn't help groaning.

The soft tip of the tongue licked the wound to stop the bleeding.

Edward looked up.

His fangs have not been put away, pale lips still with a little red blood, strange and fascinating.

He bowed his head, bit his wrist and put it on a Zhao's mouth.

A Zhao knows what this means.

Transformation is a mutual process.

She had to take Edward's blood.

A Zhao hesitated for a moment and bowed his head.

She thought she would be very disgusted, lovely Dewar's blood was not at all as bad as she thought.

It was a liquid with a faint fragrance.

Most miraculously, as the first mouthful of blood slipped into her throat, a longing suddenly emerged from the depths of her body.

Crying for more blood to satisfy themselves.

She bent over uncontrollably, sucking Edward's blood with a big mouth, and her two fangs formed slowly.

Until he was pulled up by Edward.

"Well, my girl, if you smoke again, I will fall." Edward's voice with a smile rings in a Zhao's ear.