Villains have special death skills

Chapter 121 Interview with the Vampire at Night: Where Are We Going, Dad ([-])

Perhaps, when I felt suffocated and wanted to flee, I didn't quit the desire to bathe in blood.

——[Comprehensive British and American] "Hello, Vampire"

Perhaps it was the hot blood that warmed her heart and mind. Gradually, in this redemption and hunting that had nothing to do with love or not, it was unknown who was on the sidelines and who was the intoxicated authority figure.

Her slightly hot and soft lips touched his hot lips, Victor took a deep breath, his eyelids slightly opened, but in the next moment, he crashed into a pool of crystal clear green , he began to fall into it, and the resonance of the powerful allure of young girls and mature women beckoned to him.

The soft curves of her cheeks under the light, the lazy and gentle trembling of her eyelashes, and her silky smooth lips all reflect a dazzling allure.

In Victor's mind, she recounted her piano teacher with a clear and sweet voice, how Mr. Antonio treated her, whether his dirty hands had stained her perfect body, and he was full of guilt. His brain was overwhelmed, but the temptation made him unable to refuse.

He began to respond greenly, the two lips lightly tasted, touched each other tentatively, and then gently pressed together, as if snuggling up to each other, absorbing the rare warmth.

Her fleshy and soft lotus arms wrapped around his cool neck. At this moment, half of her soft body was nestled in his arms. Victor suspected that he had been in a state of depression ever since he saw this little devil tonight. In a state of madness, this is not at all like him when he was rational. No, his rationality has probably been lost since he saw her, and his rationality was replaced by a rare sensibility.

He was like a drowning sailor who had room to struggle but gave up in despair, and like a river fish out of water, lying on the hot ground and flapping its fins feebly, trying to resist.

Victor paralyzed powerlessly in this small space, and gently hugged the girl in his arms. Her clear green eyes flashed with joy of trust, and she leaned on his arms, relying on him. A night without dreams.

When Victor woke up, he found himself lying on the bed in the basement, covered with a quilt, and there was no one around him at all. Everything that happened crazy last night was like a beautiful and sinful dream. When he woke up, Lilith, who had tempted him, disappeared.

A helpless smile appeared on the corner of Victor's mouth. He lifted the quilt on his body and shook his dizzy head lightly, intending to expel that charming and sexy little devil's face from his mind. The appearance of looking at him with wet green eyes is always flashing in his mind.

Before going out, he took off his trench coat at the entrance, but unexpectedly found a lake-green women's hat placed on the shoe cabinet. He was stunned, and everything that happened last night flooded into his mind like a mountain and a sea. , It was obviously just a kiss that was lightly tasted, but it made his heart feel throbbing all the time.

He couldn't help touching his left chest with his hand, where a warm heart was beating violently, hitting it again and again, and it was hard to know when it would fall.

The temptation of the blood race to them is probably silent and powerful. This is not only because the blood race has a beautiful and unparalleled appearance, but their mystery and wordless allure make people unable to help but sink and find it hard to extricate themselves.

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"Victor, didn't you sleep well last night?" Igor picked up the documents beside him, and joked with a casual smile. Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered a new world, and he clicked "tsk tsk" curiously , leaned closer to him, and asked with amazingly bright eyes: "Did last night..." Too much indulgence.

Igor showed a slutty chuckle that only a man can understand. Victor has always maintained a good style of life. In his words, it means that all of him has been dedicated to science, and he has no extra thoughts to spend on science. the rest of the place.

Victor heard the words, and the scenes of last night flashed in his mind again. It should be a bland, even horrifying scene, but now that he thinks about it, he can't help but smile knowingly, revealing a touch of A pleasant chuckle, to express his good mood.

Igor stared wide-eyed, a miracle, a miracle, every time Victor talked about this kind of topic, he usually ended the topic with science and ignoring his words, but today...he actually laughed, and laughed so happily .

Shouldn't it be... falling in love? ! !
The night fell again, and the time belonging to the blood clan came again.

When Louis came down from upstairs, he saw his lovely Nether daughter wearing a lace nightgown studded with pearls, lying lazily and leisurely on the sofa reading a magazine, with her fleshy and soft lotus arms propped up, supporting her chin Her snow-white and tender little feet were raised up, and they swayed rhythmically again and again.

Louis sat next to her, fondled her soft golden hair, and asked casually, "What is little Claudia looking at, with such relish, that she doesn't even run out at night?"

Lester walked out of the kitchen, holding two glasses of drink in his hand, he handed the goblet to Louis, took a sip and said helplessly: "Isn't it Mr. A biography column to solve the case together.”

Louis became interested, and a look of excitement flashed in his emerald green eyes. When Lester saw it, he stopped talking and didn't explain anymore.

At this time, the girl who had been quiet and obsessed with the case of "The Hound of Busterville" described by Dr. Watson suddenly raised her head, her emerald green eyes were shining, as dazzling as stars.

"Mr. Holmes is amazing. He published the basic deductive method in his private book column..." When it came to people she admired, she began to sell Amway incessantly!
"Oh, is it?" Louis helped her tie a hairstyle, pinched her little nose, and said dotingly: "Little Claudia will pay attention to some interesting people, listen to your tone, don't you They all became followers of Mr. Holmes."

"Papa hates you, I don't care about you anymore." Her coquettish tone was full of girlishness, which made people feel sorry for her.

She took advantage of the opportunity to sit up on the sofa, gave Louis a "good night kiss", kissed his forehead, and under Lester's dissatisfied stare, she ran upstairs, and changed after a while. Putting on clothes and leaving the house like a butterfly.

"Little Claudia has grown up and is not as clinging to you as before." Lester looked at the little daughter who was fully dressed and went out, sighing with emotion.

Louis unhappily poked an adult vampire who was snuggling up to him with his elbow, dissatisfaction flashed in his emerald green eyes.

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Victor Frankenstein was leaning against the railing of the moat with half of his body, holding a book of Shakespeare's poems in his hand. In fact, only he knew whether he could read it or not.

"Victor..." The crisp and sweet, sweet voice of an exclusive girl called him from afar.

　Perhaps, when I felt suffocated and wanted to flee, I didn't quit the desire to bathe in blood. ——From the song "Stockholm", written by Lin Xi; Frankenstein is a character written by the poet Shelley's wife Mary, so most of his catchphrases are somewhat related to Shelley's verses, there may be (haha)!The "monster" created by Dr. Frankenstein will appear later. (High-energy warning, these two chapters are sweet, let’s have some sweets in winter)

　　
　
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