Chapter 919： The **** prince's little blood servant (79)

Chapter 919 The Little Blood Servant of the Blood Prince (79)

Her hands immediately hugged herself, a posture that was insecure, and then she didn't start looking at him.

Arthur’s eyes were gloomy, and he had many ways to force her to look at him.

But one can't do it.

Suddenly his voice suppressed and said: "Your parents, is the blood family killed?"

Bai Weiwei's body trembled, and some panicked at him, clutching her skirt with her hands, and she pulled her lips.

Finally, the voice chilled and said: "What is it, how can your blood family care about how a human is dead?"

Arthur's fingers clasped the door and almost smashed. He endured irritability and said, "I certainly don't care."

Bai Weiwei looked up at him, and the gas was about to erupt.

He went on to say, "But you don't care? When did they die?"

Her parents seem to have died very early.

She is an orphan, and the school’s information is clearly written.

Bai Weiwei: "You don't care, you have to ask what to do? Can you still avenge them?"

Arthur repeats: "You care."

Bai Weiwei: "I care about you."

Arthur paused, and suddenly the look was gentle. "You care, I certainly care."

Bai Weiwei’s mouth was stretched, and she seemed to be unable to understand what he was crazy about.

Arthur saw her long hair falling to her shoulder and couldn't help but reach out and comb her.

Bai Weiwei immediately watched him.

This look is so prepared and uneasy.

Arthur looked down and he carefully suppressed the violent emotions in his body.

Try to be gentle and say: "Send you to trial, let you be scared, it is my fault, you should not be angry."

He is a **** prince, and it is extremely humble for her.

Bai Weiwei did not appreciate it. She sneered at him. "I thought that you can't wait to sin my sinner everywhere."

Arthur’s calm eyes showed a fierce annoyance.

He stared at her and seemed to have a lot to say.

In the end, there was only a faint sentence.

"If you hate blood, just because your parents are dead, then I will give you an account."

When he finished, he immediately turned and left.

Nothing to love.

However, in the place where Bai Weiwei could not see, his calm eyes finally filled with the joy and pain of contradiction.

He clenched his fists, fearing that he would look back again.

I can't help but hug her and get close to her.

In the face of her, his self-control is too weak, and suppression has become the most difficult thing.

But he also knew that he didn't want to scare her anymore.

I don't want her to cry and have a nightmare.

When Bai Weiwei had dinner, Arthur suddenly walked in with a black coat.

He has long hair and his coat is a pattern of Phnom Penh, which is luxurious and exquisite.

Set him to be more cold and proud.

He bent himself, could not refuse, and took her up from the chair.

Bai Weiwei could not resist, he was taken to the hall.

Several lower blood groups shivered.

Arthur sat in the chair, and Bai Weiwei sat on his lap and was unable to struggle in his arms.

"Say it."

Those blood families are not willing to speak.

Arthur sneered, not even moving, and the blood races were already on the ground.

"I said, we killed, at that time we passed through the slums and suddenly remembered to get a hunting game, so..."

Another blood family went on to say: "So many people have been killed by mistake."

The game of hunting humans is a hobby of blood nobles.

(End of this chapter)