Old Butler: ...his face was filled with confusion.
"Didn't you ask me to put it in the warehouse?"
Xihe understood, but the housekeeper didn't know either.
She rubbed her brows and asked the housekeeper to ask the servants if anyone knew anything. But she found nothing.
Suddenly, Xihe thought of someone, but she was not sure.
"It's okay, you can go down first."
The old butler hesitated to speak and went away silently.
Xihe looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, stood up, and went to the greenhouse holding up her skirt.
Everyone in the manor was in the room at this time. The street lights were dim in the night. She walked to the greenhouse and knocked on the door. A voice came from inside saying, "Come in."
She opened the door and went in. Ireland was sitting at a table, fiddling with something seriously.
The table was covered with bottles, jars, and glassware of various colors. As she approached, the rich fragrance of roses filled her nose. She raised an eyebrow in surprise, "You know how to make perfume?"
Ireland carefully dropped a drop of rose oil into the glass bottle and handed it to her: "Try it."
Xihe picked it up and smelled it, then poured a drop on the back of her hand. Ailande helped her gently push it away, and her fair and tender hands instantly became more delicate and smooth.
"That box of gold coins in my room...was it you who put it there?"
"Um."
The man lowered his eyebrows. From her perspective, she could only see his long and curled eyelashes, high nose bridge, and broad shoulders... The strength in his hands was very gentle.
Xihe's heart trembled, and he bit his lip: "Gouzi, this guy is fouling!"
First he saved her life, and now he's secretly giving her money without telling her. How can she resist this?
Xihe coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Ailande, thank you so much. But I have already received the money, so you don't have to do these things anymore."
She pulled her hand back, but grabbed a handful.
Ireland raised his eyes and looked at her dangerously: "You don't want mine, but Lester's?"
Xihe's eyes wandered: "Mr. Ailand, this is different. Lester plotted against me and almost killed me at the hands of that vampire. He should help me."
"Besides, I'm only lending him the money temporarily. I'll pay him back once the vineyard makes a profit."
Lester had the nerve to hurt her like that, and she hadn't bothered him yet, so what if he'd done her a favor? He should just be happy that she hadn't killed him.
"I won't allow it!"
Ireland grabbed her wrist. His gentle features suddenly turned fierce. "Frigga, don't forget who you are. You are my servant! You should obey me."
Xihe: ...that feeling of being touched was instantly shattered.
She was so angry that she laughed. He was really good at talking. She was a servant! Did she do it voluntarily?
Shaking his hand away fiercely, Xihe's face turned cold. "Mr. Ailande, first of all, I want to remind you of one thing. It is not my wish to become your vampire. I just want to be a normal human being. Do you understand?"
She was so strong that Ireland's hand hit the table directly, and the perfume rolled to the ground and shattered.
The rich and ambiguous scent of roses spread in the greenhouse, but the tension between the two people was high. Ireland looked at the woman who was staring at him and refused to give in, feeling both curious and angry.
She actually dared to get angry with him, she was really capable!
Ireland said with a sullen face: "Frigga, don't try to challenge me. You can't afford the consequences of my anger."
Xihe rolled her eyes secretly in her heart. What? Could he kill her?
Not only was she not afraid, she was even eager to try: "What? You want to kill me? Fine, go ahead and take back the life you saved."
She stretched her fair neck right under his eyelids.
The dog was stunned: "Are you crazy?"
You even provoke others. Don't you want to live?
Xihe paused, raised his hand and locked the dog in the small dark room: "What do you know?" He stretched his neck even longer.
He looked like, "Come on, come on, I'm afraid of you!"
Ailande sighed softly and pinched Xihe's neck. His sharp teeth pierced into her delicate neck, and the sweet blood flowed down his throat into his body.
Xihe:!!!
Staring with disbelief.
He, he, he actually dared to lay his hands on her! This bastard!
After a moment of tingling, a fine numbing sensation spread from the neck to the tailbone, and Xihe's body softened. Ailande pinched her waist and kept sucking her blood.
Xihe gradually felt dizzy and her head began to spin. She pushed him away: "Asshole!"
Ailande paused, loosened his mouth, and pinched her little face with his hands: "Do you know who your master is now?" His eyes were solemn.
Xihe opened her eyes weakly, looking frail and powerless, with tears in her purple eyes.
She bit her lip and stared at him hatefully. In a blink of an eye, tears flowed down and hit his hand. Edlan's eyes were in panic.
Xihe cursed: "Master, hurry up and let me suck it back!"
She pulled his collar with great effort, brought him in front of her, bit his mouth and sucked hard.
The powerful liquid, which was more delicious than any food in the world, entered Xihe's mouth. The strength in her body returned little by little. She sucked it greedily and bit his mouth to pieces.
Ireland's eyes were blank, he sat stiffly, his mind blank.
Xihe snorted softly, put her arms around his neck, and maliciously changed her nibbling to a gentle nibble. "You big bastard, you still want to be her master! You must be dreaming!"
Ailande finally came back to his senses. He narrowed his eyes and grabbed Xihe's neck.
Xihe: Eh???
She stared at him blankly. What did this guy want to do?
Ailander had already transformed into a vampire, radiating an evil aura and looking extremely dangerous. He twitched his lips and said, "How dare you seduce the master!"
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