C125

"You hate me?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Duke Field immediately said 'hate'.

"Teacher, you're praising yourself too much. I don't even know you, so where did this hatred come from?"

Lan Yufeng ignored him. She returned to her room, closed the chat window, and began to play a game.

"You must be eighteen years old."

Count Field followed him into the room.

"How old I am has nothing to do with you. Count Field, you are a big shot. Please don't trouble my life. Please leave."

Lan Yufeng wanted to pretend to be cold and detached, but seeing that Field wasn't as heartless as he had imagined, he couldn't bring herself to be cold and rigid.

"What about your mother? How is she? "

"Don't you think it's funny?"

Lan Yufeng's eyes were a bit red. 18 years had passed since his birth, and from then until now, he had always been absent. But now, after 15 years after his mother had been killed by his wife, he actually asked such laughable questions.

"What happened to her?"

Nathan Field started, and there was panic in his eyes.

"Nathan Field, you're so hypocritical that it makes me nauseous. Fifteen years ago, my mother went missing, and now you're asking this question. Weren't you the one who ordered people to kill us? "

Lan Yufeng roared.

Although he knew that Field probably didn't, that was why he hated him all the more.

He should have known, if he cared about his mother.

"Chase him down? Fifteen years ago? What exactly happened? "

Nathan's body trembled and he shook his head in fear.

"Scram. Scram back to your Town Security. A hypocritical man. You do not have that ability, so why are you still playing with women? Scram …"

Lan Yufeng roared.

Fifteen years had passed, and the accumulated resentment and pain in his heart had suddenly erupted.

"Child, tell me, what happened to your mother?"

Nathan stepped forward and wanted to grasp Lan Yufeng's shoulder.

"I also want to know what happened to my mother. I haven't even seen her body in fifteen years. Why didn't you ask the woman in the castle? "

Lan Yufeng's tears flowed down her face and fell to her heart.

Monica had lied to him for fifteen years, and when he closed his eyes, his tears and Lan Yufeng's were on the ground.

"Child, are you called Lan Yufeng?"

Nathan Field looked at his son, who he had just met for the first time, with a pained expression.

"My name has nothing to do with you. Please leave."

Lan Yufeng avoided his hand and said indifferently.

What his surname was had nothing to do with his noble Count. He did not expect anything from him. After so many years, he was already used to it.

"I will find your mother. Please believe me, I will definitely find Cherry."

Nathan knew that Lan Yufeng would not accept him. As he had said, unless Ying appeared, unless she was still alive.

Lan Yufeng no longer said anything. She even turned around, no longer looking at Nathan Field.

Looking at the aloof and proud child, Nathan's heart felt like it was being injected with venom, slowly devouring his heart.

Even if he wanted to get closer, even if he wanted to say a few more words, he couldn't.

"Child, rest well. I'll come see you in a few days."

Leaving behind these words, Nyssa reluctantly left.

As Lan Yufeng heard the sound of the door closing, the defenses she had built up against her instantly disintegrated. He knew that this father of his wasn't too wrong in this matter, but why had he provoked his mother all those years ago?

He was a member of the family. According to Lan Yufeng's understanding, he had a son, and that son was even older than her.

The picture of the study came to mind. What did that mean? Does he still have a mother? If it was true love, why couldn't she protect her mother?

No matter who did it, as a man, he should have done his duty to protect his wife and children, but he couldn't.

Cuddling his head, he really wanted to cry, but when he was very young, his mother had warned him that boys didn't shed tears.

"What does it feel like to be sad?"

Just like last time, the voice suddenly sounded again.

Unlike last time, Lan Yufeng slowly raised her head. Sure enough, that alluring blue rose was right in front of him.

"How did you get in?"

Lan Yufeng's face was even colder. Although the door wasn't locked, he hadn't heard the sound of the door opening, nor the sound of footsteps. Was this woman a ghost?

"I've said it before, I'm a vampire. We have more or less superhuman strength, so there's nothing to be surprised about."

It was one thing for a woman to come uninvited, but now she was sitting on his bed.

"I don't care who you are, get out now."

Lan Yufeng's frailty was never seen by anyone, but this woman was actually the most shameless as she sat there.

"So fierce, not cute at all. Little friend, you should …"

"Shut up, woman, are you going to piss off?"

Lan Yufeng stood in front of the woman and said with a cold expression.

"Sigh, to be struck by lightning out of goodwill, I have come to return this."

The woman said as she took out the black-framed glasses in her hand.

"Give it to me."

Lan Yufeng was furious. It was only because she had taken away his glasses that she was like this. If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have been discovered, and Nathan Field wouldn't have come looking for her.

"Are you angry? "Why?"

The woman's amber eyes stared at his face in confusion.

Lan Yufeng didn't care. If this woman wasn't retarded or crazy, she would actually ask such an idiotic question.

"You don't believe I'm a vampire?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, as if she had understood something.

"Whether you are or not has nothing to do with me. I do not know you, and you do not know me either. Just get the hell out of my house and don't appear in front of me again."

Lan Yufeng was extremely tired of this retarded woman.

She must still be delusional, a vampire.

"Impossible, your blood is very delicious. I'm a little addicted."

The woman stared at Lan Yufeng, drooling.

"Woman, I suggest you see a doctor, if you don't have the money …"

Lan Yufeng took out her wallet, took out all of the cash, and said with a mocking smile.

"You can have a psychiatric department."

"You really don't believe me, but I really am …"

"If you buy a pointy set of braces, I might still believe it a little."

Lan Yufeng pointed at her teeth and smiled.

Now he felt sorry for the woman. He wondered why the Field family had hired such a woman as a servant. Could it be that Nathan Field had taken a fancy to her appearance?

Long, beautiful legs, raised hips, full, firm breasts, attractive red lips, fair skin, and a pair of amber-colored, very cute eyes. Everything about them would make a man salivate, and perhaps Nathan was tempted by her appearance.

"I don't need to wear braces, I have …"

As the woman spoke, she opened her seductive red lips, and then, under Lan Yufeng's petrified expression, she grew two fangs.

Lan Yufeng's mind went blank. Vampires, vampires with sharp teeth, vampires that could suck out human blood from the carotid artery, they actually appeared alive right in front of him.

He finally understood why this woman, not a vampire, always looked at him with a wistful expression.

It turned out that in her eyes, he was really just a delicacy, not the original desire of a woman and a man that he thought he was.

Crash! Was he running away right now? Or would he stretch his neck and bring it to her lips?

Several thoughts wildly spread through Lan Yufeng's mind.

If it was as she said, he would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.

If he really stretched his neck out for her to drink, then he would be too unmanly.

No wonder he was so sensitive to her eyes. No wonder he felt a chill on his back at Field's castle. It was because he had become someone else's food.

Hell, how lucky he was to be targeted by a beautiful vampire as soon as he arrived in England.

Although he knew that the seductive woman in front of him was a vampire, he still felt that she was very sexy, very beautiful, and also damned tempting.

"Did you really suck my blood last time?"

Lan Yufeng's tongue was somewhat tied up, and the tip of her tongue seemed to be faintly aching.

No wonder she hadn't let go last time, no wonder he felt dizzy, it was due to excessive blood loss.

"Your blood is delicious."

Smiling, she licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, as if she was waiting for dinner to begin.

Lan Yufeng understood. She had come here while fleeing for the delicious' him '.

Should he have done something before she ate?

The ancient Chinese said that under the peony flower, it was very romantic to be a ghost. Now, Lan Yufeng was thinking, before becoming a ghost from a human, shouldn't he also taste her delicacies?

At the very least, he couldn't just let her take advantage of him.

"You want to suck my blood?"

His voice was still somewhat uneasy. Although he had clearly seen the truth, he still found it hard to accept.

No matter how men died, he would probably be the first to die because his blood was sucked dry by a woman.

At this moment, he suddenly felt very envious of one of the emperors who died because of a woman. Although they died because of a woman, they left when a man was extremely happy and happily went to the Underworld to report.

Going to the Underworld with fear in his heart would definitely feel bad, moreover, before death, he should be able to feel the feeling of his blood flowing out of his body. He might be able to die little by little until the blood in his body is drained.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

The vampire nodded and smiled, like an angel, like a demon.

"Well, first, I want to know your name."

Lan Yufeng had an expression of acceptance of fate as she spoke.

"Van der Ner."

Nell was a bit unhappy. She had said that last time, he actually didn't remember. It was very embarrassing.

Moreover, when he saw her fangs, he didn't scream or run, much less turn pale. Instead, he looked at her with interest, as if their identities had been switched, as if she was the one that was delicious to him.

"Ni`er, not bad. You are indeed a silly little girl."

Lan Yufeng mumbled in Chinese.

"Hey, do you know that's an insult to the vampaneze? I'm five hundred years old.

Nell unhappily stared at Lan Yufeng.

"Five to five hundred years old?"

Lan Yufeng nearly bit her tongue. 500 years old? That meant that in China or the Ming Dynasty, this woman was already in this world?

"Yes, so you should at least call me Grandmother, and I'm called Nier, not Ni`er."

Nell hated Lan Yufeng for saying a few words in Chinese.

"A five hundred year old woman, if she really ate you, would she be laughed at?"

Lan Yufeng approached Nell and pinched her face.

It was smooth and elastic, like a young girl who had just reached adulthood. It was very tempting, so she must be real.

As Lan Yufeng thought about this, her eyes glanced at that arrogant 34D at least.

It should feel good to the touch.

"Kid, where are your eyes looking?"

Seeing Lan Yufeng's naked eyes, Niall felt uncomfortable all over.