He initially thought she was just joking, but half an hour later, when Helian Junmo was about to return to his room, he found the door locked.
The servant at the door said to him expressionlessly, "Her Highness the Princess wants to see you."
They had only parted in the study not long ago, and she was already calling him over again so soon. Helian Junmo was so angry that he had no temper left.
*
Night fell quickly, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened. Black bats flew everywhere in the air.
When Helian Junmo rushed to Rong Shang's room to find her, she had just changed out of her formal dress and put on a low-cut black gauze dress.
In the bedroom, the warm light wasn't too glaring, and on the round wooden table, the delicious food was steaming hot and looked untouched.
Helian Junmo pursed his lips, looked away, and his cold gaze fell on Rong Shang. "What are you doing?"
"I specially invited a chef from your area to cook for you. See if you like it."
Before the bed, the woman's exquisite features were beautiful and flawless, and her shimmering peach blossom eyes held red pupils as captivating as jewels.
She lazily tossed her long, curly hair, her blood-red lips paired with her sickly white skin, making her look like a little fairy in the night.
There was no response from Helian Junmo.
At that moment, the tall man stood behind her, his face cold, his handsome jawline taut and straight, seemingly very dissatisfied with her actions.
"What's wrong?"
Rong Chang turned around, her graceful figure exuding sexiness.
With just one glance, Helian Junmo turned his face away. "Did you lock my door?"
"Yes," Rong Shang readily admitted, making no attempt to hide it.
"Why?"
"Because I want to protect you."
Protect?
For the first time, Helian Junmo actually needed a woman to protect him.
However, he had to admit that the difference in ability between humans and vampires was too great, and he was unable to resist. All he could do was laugh mockingly.
The deep voice came, and Rong Shang looked up at him, "Starting tonight, you'll be living with me."
With her around, Bertie didn't dare to touch him too much.
Helian Junmo knew why she made this decision. He wanted to refuse, but for some reason, he swallowed the words back.
One is Bo Yuan, and the other is Bertie.
Needless to say, Helian Junmo would rather stay with the woman from the former.
*
At night, the leaves rustled on the treetops outside the window, and as one tragic scream after another came, Helian Junmo was suddenly awakened from his sleep.
A cold sensation came from his side, and the next second, Helian Junmo's narrow waist was embraced by a pair of hands.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
A melodious voice rang in my ears, and in the darkness of the night, it inexplicably instilled a sense of fear.
Helian Junmo, probably still not recovered from the dream, quickly turned his head to look over, and the next second he reached out and pushed the other person away.
"Boyuan, what are you doing in my bed!?"
"Heh." Rong Shang chuckled, turning to the side, supporting her head with one hand, a half-smile playing on her lips.
“You forgot, this is my room,” she calmly reminded him.
Rong Chang was only wearing a low-cut gauze dress, and because of her lying position, the neckline was pulled down, and the curves of her chest were faintly visible.
Helian Junmo finally woke up. Stared at by her burning gaze, his heart inexplicably raced. He turned his face away and sat up abruptly in bed.
He grabbed his pillow, turned over, and prepared to get out of bed.
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