Chapter 504: Two Vampires have No Blood to Drink XIV
Roasting sweet potatoes in a historic castle is obviously very unusual and rare, and no owner can tolerate such extravagant behavior. However, roasting sweet potatoes is not the only unusual thing that Wen Ying does. She has been challenging the patience of the vampire brothers and constantly making excessive demands. Oswald is now overwhelmed by ‘love’ and has agreed to everything that doesn’t hurt her. Even if it hurts her, hesitant and hesitating, it’s not impossible for him to agree.
He is the earlier born one, the older brother of the two brothers, the nominal owner of the castle. As long as he agrees, Osmund cannot refuse.
Deep at night, the dew was thick, and the bright full moon climbed to the top sky. The two of them really started a fire in the courtyard because they heard Wen Ying say that roasted sweet potatoes need to be cooked by themselves, so she refused the help of the servant. Only the butler Winston was allowed to assist.
Getting Oswald to start a fire was almost a catastrophic event. Although he lost his parents from a young age, Winston managed their lives in an orderly manner, so both vampire young masters were figures who were completely out of touch with the sun. Especially for the behavior of making a fire, which is far from elegant, Oswald almost gritted his teeth and went to pick up firewood branches with an ironclad face. Taking advantage of Wen Ying’s lack of attention, he threw a spell and set the branches on fire.
If he were to pick up two more stones to rub to life, it would really kill him——he didn’t know that human society already had a lighter, maybe he did, but he didn’t care.
It wasn’t until he saw Wen Ying’s face lit by the flames, her face full of joy and joy waiting for the roasted sweet potatoes, that his heart was soothed.
His lips touched her fingertips without the slightest discomfort he had ever felt before. Instead, he felt a soft aroma lingering, which made his ears a bit hot behind them.
——This is abnormal, he realized that vampires do not have body temperature, and there was simply no way that he could feel the heat.
“Do you like it?”
Her soft and cheerful voice came, like a sweet cotton cloud floating from the sky. Of course, he heard himself say, “I really like it!” If he could touch it for a while, he would love it even more.
Alicia intended to stop Wen Ying’s movement, “No, he can’t eat these! You don’t know they......”
Before she could finish speaking, after receiving Oswald’s answer, Wen Ying successfully gave him another bite and smiled sweetly at him.