Chapter 607

Su Kui collected her eyes quietly, and her lips raised a strange and unpredictable smile.

"Tut, Miss Lucia looks afraid of us, Villard. Since you brought her in, you should send her out," she said with a little red lips and grace. "Oh, come back and stay in the darkroom for half a month."

There are special enchantments around the darkroom. The vampire will lose all abilities in it. The vampire who can't get blood for half a month will become extremely weak and manic. That feeling will be even worse than death.

Although the darkroom had existed for a long time, Helena was not often used in the past, so she was often offended, and her neck was broken by her well maintained delicate jade hands without any chance to be punished.

And her favorite villad, of course, never had a chance to try.

There's no way. This time, Su Kui is going to make an exception for him -

Villard's face is stiff, his brow is blue and tendons seem to jump uncontrollably, he purses his thin lips, and seems to salute respectfully, "yes, ma'am." The complex look of lifting eyes disappeared in a flash.

The woman at the top of the hall is still high and elegant. However, when I look at her now, I always feel that her delicate face, which is full of dimples, is a heart that is a hundred times colder than before.

He strode across Lucia and straight out of the castle.

Lucia was too flustered to wipe her tears. When her heart was loose, she ran after her.

Edmund squinted happily, looking at villad's gloomy breath until his figure disappeared into the retina.

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villad put his hands in his pants pocket and led the way in a indifferent manner. From yesterday to tonight, Lucia, who had only eaten a little food, had soft legs and a bit of weakness. She frowned and looked at villad's broad back with dim tears.

"Villard..."

There was no response. Villad didn't seem to hear it. He didn't look back.

Lucia's face changed. She didn't understand why he suddenly changed his attitude towards her. Last night, for a moment, she felt that she had met a different kind of love. She was proud of her charm.

But after a few hours, everything changed.

Living in the city, she has always been the focus of boys' eyes since she was a child. Men have never been so cold-blooded.

She had to bear it again and again. Finally, she trotted to catch up with him and grabbed his arm. "Villard, why don't you pay attention to me! If you hate me, can you tell me what I did wrong? "

Villard closed his eyes, took a deep breath and gently pulled off her arm. "No, you didn't do anything wrong. It was me who was wrong. I shouldn't have brought you in."

Lucia was more comfortable, her beautiful eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars. "It doesn't matter, Willard, I don't blame you, but is your attitude towards me too cold? It's totally different from your performance last night?" she went around him and asked, "please tell me, is it because of her? The master of the castle. "

Even if she doesn't want to admit it, she can't help being ashamed. That woman, all over her body, exudes a charm that attracts the opposite sex. She is noble and elegant, and her every move is full of carelessness, dignity and pride.

She remembers Helena looking at her, contemptuous and superior.