The villain of Quick Transmigration, he was arched again

Yue Luo paused, stunned for a while, and then heard a bigger movement inside. Only then did he realize what he was doing.

However, there seemed to be two male voices inside, occasionally hearing the word "Master".

Yue Luo frowned, slightly surprised, and suddenly remembered that the blood slaves who saw several nobles were beautiful young men.

His expression was a little complicated for a moment.

Will it still be like this?

Yue Luo pursed his lips, took two steps back and left quickly.

But Yue Luo didn't want to go to the banquet, so he simply went to the top floor of the castle.

I thought this place would be clean, but Yue Luo didn't expect to see this person following after he went up to the top floor——

The purebred vampire who served the original owner before and took Theodore as a thorn in his side was named Bran.

In the dimly lit attic on the top floor, the slightly short figure of the other party stood there, looking a bit dark and wretched.

When Yue Luo saw him, he stopped in his tracks, narrowed his eyes, and didn't speak.

He remembered that Bran was quite old, two to three hundred years old, about the same as a human being's 40 years old.

But at the moment, he still looks young, but this youth is completely different from Theodore's youthful beauty.

Theodore's current age is equivalent to the youth of human beings, and he is born with a kind of flawless beauty, as if the years will not leave any traces on him.

And this Bolan looked like he was only wearing a young skin, but his slightly cloudy eyes full of desire revealed his essence.

Yue Luo was disgusted with this person at first sight.

After looking at it for a few seconds, he turned around and prepared to leave the top floor.

But Bran who was standing there suddenly said coldly, "I guess I was wrong."

Yue Luo raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, and pulled his lips: "What do you mean?"

"At first I thought you could take care of him, but now..." Bolan sneered, "You turned around and became his dog's leg instead? You became a blood slave?"

Yue Luo listened to his taunt, blinked his eyes, and laughed instead: "So?"

Bland paused, and then showed a slight astonishment and questioning expression: "Didn't you hate Theodore once?"

Yue Luo looked at him, thinking of Theodore's bastard behavior, he actually wanted to agree in his heart.

But as soon as he had this thought, the talisman on his chest began to burn threateningly.

Yue Luo gave a "tsk" in his heart, bit the corner of his lips, and immediately dismissed the idea.

He thought for a while, then hooked the corners of his lips more and more, and said to Bran in front of him: "Yes, that was before, but now I like him very much, he is a person worth following, unlike you. "

When Yue Luo said the rest, he almost stuttered every word, and then silently added something in his heart.

But Bran didn't know what he was thinking, looked at his smug look, was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his mouth was about to crooked in anger: "You..."

Yue Luo smiled slightly, and didn't want to have anything to do with him at all, and didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, so he passed by and left the top floor.

Yue Luo, who had to find a clean place again, had no idea that Theodore, who was alone in the study, suddenly closed his eyes, thoughtful.

He has been monitoring every move of this inferior vampire since the banquet.

But—this inferior vampire actually said that he likes him?Why didn't he feel it at all?

Theodore's beautiful thin lips pursed slightly, and the lavender eyes flickered slightly.

For a moment he couldn't tell what he was feeling.

There was silence in the study, but Theodore was rarely able to think completely quietly.

He suddenly thought of the firm look of that inferior vampire who refused his blood last time, and slightly frowned handsomely.

What exactly does that poor vampire mean?His eyes darkened slightly.

On the other side, Yue Luo, who had been bored and even a little impatient, finally wandered around until the boring banquet was over.

When the group of nobles had enough fun, the night became completely dense.

The blood-colored moon was already hanging high in the middle of the night sky, like a sickle symbolizing blood and death lying above everyone's heads.

Yue Luo glanced at it, and couldn't help but think about the ghostly setting about the sun. His heart was full of old blood, he shook his head silently in disgust, and pouted.

There were still traces of toasting in the castle, and Yue Luo saw the newly hired servants cleaning.

He didn't look much, and went up to his room on the second floor.

—It was a small utility room.Originally, as a humble blood slave, he should always be by his so-called "master" Theodore's side.

But because of Yue Luo's insistence, Theodore finally gave him a dilapidated small utility room as a room with a blank face.

However, as soon as Yue Luo walked into his room, he saw Theodore standing inside and looking at him indifferently.

Yue Luoden couldn't help frowning, and blurted out a disrespectful question: "Who let you in?"

Hearing the sound, Theodore glanced at him coldly, with the obvious fear of being offended in his eyes.

Yue Luo thought his chest was about to hurt again, but this time there was rarely any movement.

Yue Luo was puzzled, but he didn't think too much. He just frowned and walked over, standing in front of the bed that occupied three quarters of the small room, blocking Theodore's sight.

He met the other party's unfathomably indifferent purple eyes, pursed the corners of his lips and said in a calm tone: "Is there something wrong at this late hour?"

But such relaxation is obviously not enough for Theodore.

Yue Luo heard the other party's voice as sharp and merciless as ice: "You know, you will not end well for such a rebellious blood slave."

Yue Luo looked back at him indifferently: "I didn't do it voluntarily."

Theodore was expressionless, as if he didn't feel the difference between voluntary and involuntary.

Yue Luo didn't want to say more, he was already thinking about how to invite this annoying protagonist out.

But Theodore was facing his rebellious gaze, and couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly: He wanted to know what this inferior vampire was thinking and what purpose he had.

Theodore took a slight step forward, reducing the distance between him and Yue Luo to the point where it could hardly be any shorter.

Yue Luo was also taken aback by the sudden approach.

In his opinion, Theodore's mood is unstable and unpredictable, and the behavior of condescending to his room tonight is already extremely strange, and he suddenly approached him proactively, which is even more so. The weirdest of weirdness.

Yue Luo's first reaction was not only alert but also puzzled.

He frowned and raised his eyes, looking at Theodore in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the thoughtful gaze of the other party, which seemed to be on his lips.

Yue Luo's mind tightened suddenly.

He inexplicably thought of the ambiguous movement from the room he heard tonight.

In the eyes of these purebred vampires, the blood slave seems to be a thing that can be used for various entertainments, and naturally it can also be used...to solve physiological needs.

But Theodore?

Although Yue Luo didn't like it, he never thought about the other party in this way.

For some reason, he felt deeply rooted in his heart——Theodore would never want to have anything to do with his "blood slave".

And, not only him as a blood slave, Theodore looks like the kind of character who won't touch anyone because he is dirty.

So what's the situation now?

Yue Luo suppressed the urge to stay away from this narrow space and dangerous distance, but did not have any major reaction for the time being.

He just looked at Theodore who was looking down coldly, his expression almost wrinkled.

Then, he heard the other party's voice without a trace of warmth: "An obedient slave, you should know what to do by now."

Yue Luo's heart suddenly rang out, and he suddenly asked, "What should I do?"

When Theodore heard this, he looked at him like a cocoon, but didn't answer.

But the next moment, Yue Luo felt that his body was starting to lose his control again.

He watched and felt his hands lift, slowly undoing Theodore's brown chestnut waistcoat and inner lining.

Fang Ruyu's collarbone and a small piece of pale but tight-looking chest were gradually revealed in front of his eyes.

Yue Luo just wanted to pretend he didn't know, so he couldn't pretend anymore.

He bit his lip desperately trying to get rid of this control.

The consequence of continuing to solve it is to become a tool for the other party to vent tonight.

There is absolutely no way he would allow this to happen.

Yue Luo forced himself to be calm, struggling to feel his body, trying to regain control.

But the power of the talisman was too strong, and after being forced to undo the clothes on Theodore's upper body, Yue Luo regained a little control over his body.

Finally, when he took off Theodore's upper body clothes and was about to move his hands down, Yue Luo forcibly regained most of his body consciousness.

He immediately charged Theodore away and fled straight to the door of the small room.

However, just as Yue Luo was about to reach the doorknob, an unshakable force captured him completely.

Yue Luo knew almost instantly that he had no escape.

He was brought back to Theodore's body, and was thrown neatly onto the bed in the small room, his back pressed against the bed, as if he was tied to it, unable to move.

Yue Luo gritted his teeth and stared at Theodore who was downplaying above.

Deliberately said: "Aren't you a nobleman, what kind of demeanor is it to force a blood slave? Don't you feel shameful?"

Hearing this, Theodore was not moved at all, but slowly lowered his body, grabbed his chin with his slender and beautiful fingers, exerted a little force, and said coldly and indifferently: "I don't think..."

Yue Luo wanted to break free, but this time Theodore obviously made a deadly move, and he didn't even intend to let him seize the slightest chance of escaping.

Yue Luo bit his lips angrily, and the color of his lips became more bright red unconsciously. Against his face that became more vivid due to anger, he looked inexplicably wanting to suppress and conquer.

Theodore glanced at the bright red and moist lips, and his lavender eyes instantly deepened. He had never felt that slaves had any meaning before, and he did not need slaves.

But now it seems like it would be nice to have such a one.

Theodore looked down at Yue Luo, his thin lips slightly parted, and said coldly and unresistingly: "Forcing is also very interesting, isn't it."