Chapter 943： The blood prince's little blood servant (108)

Chapter 943 The Little Blood Servant of the Blood Prince (108)

The system took out the scorpion and wiped the tears: "Too moved, congratulations to your lover."

Bai Weiwei's deep feelings, turning his head to the system, instantly smashed, "Ha?"

System: "I have never seen such a couple of non-human and human beings."

Bai Weiwei: "Is there any money? Call me for life, thank you."

System: "...you talk to me about the value of life in such a romantic moment."

Bai Weiwei: "Without life, you talk to me about romance, spicy chicken."

Arthur touched the face of Bai Weiwei, and she opened her eyes and saw his eyes full of tenderness.

"Do you have a nightmare?"

Bai Weiwei silently clasped his cold body and shook his head gently.

These days, after they returned from the cemetery, Arthur was sleeping with her.

When she was disobedient, the night of sleep was full of details that could not be said about the yellow storm.

Now that their feelings are stable, he is a gentle gentleman, and he is actually sleeping with her.

Arthur didn't have that much thought.

For him, he stared at Bai Weiwei when he didn't sleep all night, and he could see that he was satisfied.

Bai Weiwei looked at the green bar value on the top of his head, only seventy.

However, the degree of goodwill is ninety-five.

The self-destructive ending seems to be waiting for her in the future not far away.

Arthur’s plan was not feasible at all, and her time was less than a month.

There is no time for him to spend with him for a hundred years.

And if you become a vampire, you have to work hard to commit suicide.

After all, vampires are compared to humans.

Human beings are of course more likely to die.

After turning a lot of thoughts, she closed her eyes again and whispered softly. "I am not afraid if you are there, what nightmare."

[Hey, the man is good at ninety-six. 】

Bai Weiwei: The mouth is too embarrassing, I really want to slap myself.

The monks couldn’t take it and blew the crematorium.

Arthur's finger touched her hair gently. He held his head with one hand and held her waist in one hand.

Put her completely into her arms.

"Sleep, I am guarding you."

The daylight outside the window was light, and in Arthur’s view, the day was also a lovely time.

Because Bai Weiwei is in his arms, he will wake up at any time.

This kind of feeling of waking up by one's own lover is strange and happy.

Liz suddenly bowed to the outside and whispered, "His Royal Highness."

Arthur silently released Bai Weiwei in her arms and placed a large pillow on her side to make her sleep more secure.

Then he went out.

Lisi stooped: "Prince Moore is here."

Arthur nodded. "Let him go to the hall. I have something to do."

Moore must have come for the Holy Blood Conference.

The days of the meeting were close at hand, and Moore supported him for so many years, putting almost all his chips on him.

It’s a matter of course to be anxious now.

Moore is sitting on the sofa, drinking morning tea... all the blood in the cup.

He saw Arthur. "Are you free during the day? You will sleep with your little cute at night."

It’s hard to get Arthur out of the sky at night.

He had no choice but to sleep and find someone during the day.

Arthur Jeans gave him a substitute for blood, and he said, "The Holy Blood Conference is about to begin, and now the votes are going on."

Moll glanced at the things in his cup and couldn't help but frown. "The number of votes is still stable. You are not cute, how can you drink this stuff?"

Bai Weiwei did not let him hate, the taste of blood is indeed irreplaceable.

At the last banquet, the smell on her body made a lot of **** people above the duke, and they had a plundering heart.

(End of this chapter)