Chapter 31 Blood Clan Ancient Text (Bloodstains) 07 Bitten by a Dog...

Her luck was as bad as ever. The more she didn't want something to happen, the more likely it would happen.

Yes, as luck would have it, the dance partner Song Qingqing picked for the dance practice was Ruiyin.

Song Qingqing looked at the metal nameplate in her hand carefully again and again, as if she wanted to poke a hole in it and then change the two characters "瑞恩" (Ruin).

Ryan's pale fingertips carelessly stroked the metal name tag he had drawn, which had Sif's name written on it.

It seemed unfortunate that his dance partner happened to be this young lady, exactly the same as the result of the last draw. However, he still kept the same dress as when he was in church, so he looked like a girl, but he danced the part of the male partner with the young lady.

I just wonder if she will openly despise his vulgar dancing manners as a commoner in the dance hall during practice, just like she did last time.

With his fingers slightly curled around the cool metal nametag, Ryan approached the girl with a polite and gentle smile. He found her face, which was nearly wrinkled at his approach, amusing, and his initially polite smile became even more sincere. "Ms. Sif doesn't seem too keen on picking me as a dance partner."

Song Qingqing tried hard to control her facial expression, but rejection was practically overflowing from her eyes. She smiled and said, "No, I was just too excited, so I didn't know what to say for a moment."

To lend more authenticity to her statement, Song Qingqing lifted her skirt and politely saluted. She looked up at him, her brows curved in a rather strained smile. "It's an honor to practice with you, Rui Yin. I hope we can be partners again at the Brad Ball."

When Ryan saw her like this, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

The way she forced herself to smile made people want to bully her and make her cry.

After hearing this, Rui Yin smiled subtly, tilted his head and asked Song Qingqing, "Then when the ball is held as scheduled, Miss Xifu, please don't refuse my invitation."

He even made a hypocritical gesture of gently covering his heart, but with that pale and delicate face, he looked really fragile.

"Otherwise, my heart will break for you."

Song Qingqing almost couldn't hold back the smile on her face, and she wanted to push Rui Yin, the bastard, away.

Ryan's expression now was very similar to the devilish look he had in the piano classroom before. No, it was almost exactly the same.

Song Qingqing couldn't help but recall the scene where this guy pushed her down on the piano. She raised her chin and retorted to him with a hint of provocation: "That depends on your dancing performance. If there is no tacit understanding between us, I won't choose you."

Ryan still looked at the girl in front of him with a smile.

As she raised her head, her long, thick, black curly hair swept out an elegant and moving arc, and her amethyst-like eyes looked at him provocatively, full of beautiful luster.

Ryan extended his slender jade-like hand, bowed slightly and raised his hand in a gentleman's gesture. He smiled and said, "Miss Sif, would you like to dance with me? The next song is Anna's Wedding."

Of course not.

But the noble teacher in charge of the ballroom dance class was watching right next to them, so Song Qingqing certainly couldn't refuse him directly, so she could only reluctantly put her hand in Ruiyin's palm.

The empty ballroom was filled with melodious classical music, accompanied by the crisp tapping of girls' high heels.

Ruiyin's fingers are long and slender, and Song Qingqing's waist is thin. From a distance, it seems as if Ruiyin can completely embrace her waist with one hand.

As he led the girl around, Rui Yin, who looked calm and composed, suddenly smiled politely and said to Song Qingqing, "Miss Xifu, do you like to keep dogs?"

Raise a dog? What kind of dog?

Song Qingqing looked at the other person with confusion.

Just as I was wondering, I heard the other person say calmly with a calm face: "You're being bullied to tears by a commoner like me. It seems that Miss Xifu's dog training skills are not very good. You can practice more."

As he spoke, he used his cold fingertips to circle the fingertips that the girl had deliberately scratched before.

Song Qingqing smiled and responded softly, unwilling to be outdone.

"I was just accidentally bitten by a disobedient dog."

The smile in Ryan's black eyes deepened, and he lowered his voice and said something in her ear.

"You mean crying and getting bitten multiple times?"

Song Qingqing, whose ears turned red with anger, bit her lips tightly. Her courage grew due to her anger. She secretly wanted to step hard on Ruiyin's instep, but she didn't expect Ruiyin's eyes to flash, and she dodged the girl's foot with a smile, and even took her for a spin.

Song Qingqing missed a step and was caught off guard. She stepped on her right foot with her left foot, tripped and fell on Rui Yin.

Before he could come to his senses, he heard a teasing chuckle from above his head. Ryan said with a smile, "It seems that Miss Sif lacks practice. Do you need me to practice with you a few more times? If Miss Sif needs it, as a gentleman, I shouldn't refuse."

Song Qingqing was so angry at Rui Yin that her face turned red. She wanted to kick him a few more times in hatred, but he dodged her without exception and she even fell into his arms several times.

But Ruiyin was very good at controlling the scope of his teasing. Every time before she was about to get angry, he would reach out and pat her back, smiling and gently comforting her.

"Miss Sif, are you being coquettish with me?"

It refers to the fact that she was "forced to take the initiative" to throw herself into his arms several times.

At this moment, Song Qingqing really wanted to go over and bite the other person on the face, and she ground her snow-white teeth in anger.

This bastard Ryan!

Unfortunately, she is not a vampire, but a hybrid of human and vampire. She has to go through the pureblood's embrace ceremony to become a vampire.

As soon as the dance was over, Song Qingqing let go of Ruiyin's hand, walked angrily to the chair in the rest area and sat down, like a little pufferfish that had been rubbed until it was puffed up.

Especially when she saw the dirty black leather shoes that she had stepped on, Song Qingqing became even angrier. She was so angry that tears couldn't stop coming out of her eyes. Seeing Ruiyin walking towards her slowly and gracefully, she stretched her legs and lifted up the leather shoes on her feet to show this bastard his masterpiece.

"It's all your fault, wipe it clean for me!"

Ryan looked down leisurely for a while.

The girl was wearing snow-white lace socks today, and her custom-made leather shoes were covered with many shoe prints, making her look very embarrassed.

His gaze slowly moved upwards, and he paused when he met her misty purple eyes. Perhaps she had been really bullied, her eyes were wet and red, and she looked very pitiful, which suddenly made Ruiyin's heart tremble inadvertently.

When she was angry and asked him to polish her shoes, her voice was soft and crisp. She didn't sound like she was arrogantly scolding anyone. Instead, it sounded like she was curled up in someone's arms. She knew that others were very fond of her, so she was acting coquettishly.

What happened next was beyond Song Qingqing's expectations. Ruiyin, who was wearing a white tuxedo with gold buttons, actually squatted down slowly in front of her stunned gaze and slowly took off the white silk gloves on his hands.

Then, he raised his hand, and pinched his ankle with his pale, slender fingers, his fingertips touching it, giving off an indescribable sense of coldness and desire.

Because he was not wearing gloves, Ryan could clearly feel the cold temperature of his fingertips.

Song Qingqing was startled by the coldness and subconsciously tried to retract her feet, but the other party tightened his grip and she couldn't even move her legs.

And because of this subconscious retreat, Song Qingqing unconsciously moved forward, put her hands on Ruiyin's shoulders to push him away, and wrinkled his beige coat.

There was no one in the corner of the rest area, so Ruiyin didn't bother pretending anymore. His thick, long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he whispered, "Why are you hiding? Didn't you want me to polish your shoes?"

Ryan took out a pure white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped her clean with his handkerchief patiently and carefully.

Song Qingqing pursed her lips, turned her head away, and whispered uncomfortably, "I thought you were going to bully me again."

Ruiyin, who was polishing his shoes with his head down, suddenly laughed, but his laughter was ambiguous.

He was certain that the girl in front of him, who was so embarrassed by his few words, was definitely not the arrogant and domineering young lady who ended up in a miserable state last time.

After Ruiyin wiped it clean, Song Qingqing supported her hands on both sides of her body, lifted her legs and looked carefully at the leather shoes on her feet. She found that there were several scratches that could not be wiped clean.

She is the type of person who will take advantage of the situation once she notices that the other person's attitude has softened.

Then Ruiyin heard the other party say something in a dissatisfied voice.

"If it's scratched, you fix it and send it to me when you're done."

Rui Yin didn't say anything. When she raised her eyes, she met Song Qingqing's eyes that were lowered to peek at her. She was so scared that she quickly looked away.

It made him want to laugh, and Ryan actually did laugh.

"Can."

Seeing that harmless smile, Song Qingqing immediately guessed that the bastard Rui Yin was going to do something evil again.

Sure enough, before she could react, Ruiyin took off her leather shoes. After taking off her shoes, he asked her calmly: "So, how should Miss Xifu go now?"

In the end, Song Qingqing was very reluctantly picked up by Rui Yin with one hand and left.

However, Song Qingqing didn't expect that she would be sent to the castle of the Gexier family so soon. The plot outline did not state when she would be sent there. She thought it would be after the Brad Ball.

Because the plot says that this ball is actually a feast for the vampires and an exhibition for selecting blood slaves.

As soon as Song Qingqing was notified that she was going to the Gexier family's castle, Mary had already packed all her luggage and took her on the carriage.

She didn't ask the reason, because even if she did, the Nott family's butler wouldn't tell her.

The carriage bumped along in the dark and silent night towards the magnificent buildings in the distance, and the sound of wheels rolling over the ground could be heard all the way.

Mary quietly stayed by Song Qingqing's side, sighing slightly in her heart, but her face remained calm.

As a relatively old maid in the Nott family, she certainly knew Miss Sif's background and the reason for her visit to the Geshier family manor.

The journey was neither long nor fast, and the carriage swayed into the territory of Gexier Manor.

Song Qingqing's gaze fell on the tall white tower in the northwest corner in the distance. Dense ivy had grown all over the walls of the tower. She had a vague feeling in her heart that her mother, Bai Yueguang, must have been imprisoned in that tower during her lifetime and eventually died of illness.

The castles of the vampires are all typical Gothic buildings, with stained glass windows neatly arranged and inlaid inside. They are solemn, majestic, and beautiful, but they exude a gloomy and indifferent feeling under the cover of night and the shadows of trees.

The person standing in front of the heavy door of the castle waiting to greet him seemed to be the manor's butler.

Song Qingqing was a little surprised when she saw the butler, because he had blood-red eyes and long silver hair. The silver hair was bathed in the glow of the cold moon. He was undoubtedly a beauty, wearing a meticulous pure black tuxedo.

The butler reached out and firmly grasped the girl's slender and soft hand, helping her out of the carriage. His voice was soft and pleasant when he spoke, like the low sound flowing out of the slowly plucked strings of a cello.

"Miss Sif, I'm the housekeeper here. You can call me Percy."

Hearing the word Percy, Song Qingqing pursed her lips slightly.

This is a character that appeared in the synopsis...

To be precise, the butler's full name should be Percy Girthier. As for why he became the butler of the castle as a member of the Girthier family, it was naturally because he lost the battle for succession to the current head of the family.

Because Percy was a conservative and moderate person, and the pure-blood prince acted harshly and coldly, Percy's defeat was almost foreseeable.

Percy had tried to help Ryan and this body escape from this manor, this castle, but failed.

And Percy's end was naturally... a tragic death.

Song Qingqing raised her eyes and met Percy's gentle and beautiful blood-red eyes.

It was the color of blood and violence, but his gaze was not aggressive at all, but as gentle as a lake covered in a blood-red sunset.

Seeing this delicate girl who looked like a doll staring at him in a daze, Percy tilted his head, his soft silver hair falling slightly, and he asked her with a gentle smile.

"Miss Sif?"