Chapter 595

"Good morning, kid."

"What! I have a name. My name is Sally, Mrs. Helena! " Sari was dissatisfied.

Su Kui stares at him sideways, holds his forehead with one hand in an elegant manner, sips the red liquid in the cup lightly, sniffs the words and smiles with bloodthirsty smile, and scratches the plump lip on the tip of his tongue, "if I have more mouth, I will eat you, little devil."

Surrey leaned back abruptly, retreated into the back of the chair, looked at her and blinked. Then he shut up and began to enjoy his breakfast, bread and milk.

After breakfast, Su Kui slowly wiped his lips with a napkin, squinted his red eyes and swept them to an empty place. He asked, "steward Edmond, I always think there is a little more unusual atmosphere in this castle."

Edmund's temple jumped, and he looked at Su Kui's face carefully, but he saw her face as usual leaning on the back of the chair, his eyes were smooth, and he lowered his head, "Mrs. Helena, maybe it's sari's human flavor?"

"Of course he is. Otherwise, are there any other humans in the castle?" Villad did not know when to walk slowly down the revolving stairs. If you look carefully, you will find that his pace is a little different from the calm panic of the past.

Su Kui's eyes swept around his feet, quietly drawing back his eyes, looking at his slender white fingers and chuckling, "Oh, maybe." After that, she lifted up her coat and got up slowly.

She swayed to the side where verad had just been seated, leaned against the edge of the table, and looked lightly. "There's a human in the castle that I can't bear. If there's another one, I think, I can't suppress the desire for fresh blood in my heart." her eyes wandered aimlessly in the restaurant, and finally fell on verad, the red lips flicked, "you say? Villard. "

"Cough, cough..."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

Villad drank the blood from the import, stuck in his throat, poured it into his windpipe, and coughed out.

"Tut, are you so careless? It's not like you, Willard. " Pale and slender fingertips dyed with red Cardan, vaguely wiped on his lips, Su Kui chuckled.

She looked down at the red blood on her fingertips, the dazzling red and the dazzling white, and the accidental fusion.

Edmund's eyelids leaped, and he quickly came forward. He took out the handkerchief from his coat pocket, gently twisted her fingertips, and wiped it clean.

Su Kui raised her eyes and smiled at Edmund with a charming smile. "Thank you, steward Edmund."

"It's a humble honor to serve you, madam." Edmund stepped back and saluted respectfully.

"I'm done. You can use it slowly." She nodded and walked away.

Sally looked at steward Edmund, whose face was suddenly cold when Mrs. Helena had just left, and at Villard, whose face was twisted, and whose small face was twisted into a ball, and who had no idea what she was thinking of, and he stuffed the last mouthful of bread.

Chubby cheeks jump out of the chair, "I'm done, you slow down." Then, like when I came here, I went far.

The noon sun is just right.

Su Kui raised her eyes and looked at the window with heavy curtains opened. With a bunch of floating light, she cast it onto the European carpet interwoven with gold and red. She slowly got up, went into the cloakroom and changed into a set of ankle long red coat, perfectly wrapping every inch of her skin.