After dressing as a villain in Yiyou, she opened her eyes and was in the Shura field

Her lungs seemed to be losing their normal function, the breath coming into her nasal passages was thinning, and she was almost out of breath.

Warm blood flowed from his nose, Sera pulled the towel on the wall to cover it, his back was arched, panting uncomfortably, and he didn't even notice when the bedroom door opened.

After finally stopping the nosebleed, she washed away the blood splashed in the basin, then lowered her head to carefully scrub the towel clean, her hands were very red from the cold.

When she raised her hand to hang up the towel, Sera looked at the glasses casually, her expression froze for a moment, and the towel in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

There was a man leaning against the door of the bathroom, wearing a gray cloak in a black suit, buttoned down to the neck meticulously, and wearing a gray plaid tie. His skin was white and transparent, and his cold face was soaked in the warm winter sun coming in from the window. There was violence in the black eyes.

"Well hidden, Sierra."

There was no kindness in his tone, as he stepped into the bathroom with dark leather shoes, the cold breath approached him.

Her body trembled, and she held back the edge of the sink with both hands, and quickly calmed herself down, "You came so fast."

His shadow was one step ahead of his figure, enveloping her.

Coughing up in the throat, Sela bit the tip of her tongue, trying to hold back.

Immediately afterwards, her chin was pinched by gloved fingers, forcing her to look up.

"I rejected my marriage proposal and ran to the war-torn zone, because I was afraid of being killed by me who was playing with emotions?"

With a tone close to questioning and the tyranny floating in his eyes, Sera couldn't say a word after watching it.

She had explained the truth, and now she had nothing to do.

She lowered her eyes, staring at the plaid tie on his chest, and said softly, "I never thought of getting close to you."

It was your temptation and interest in me that forced me to seduce you in order to protect myself.

"Prevent me from sucking your blood dry?" Rose Hill lowered her head, moved her fingertips from her jaw to her neck, and held it gently.

"I was so worried at the beginning." Sela's throat was itchy, she bit her lip and swallowed hard, "It didn't happen later."

"How does it feel to play with your heart? Are you still happy?" Rose Hill ignored the joy of seeing her again in her heart, and her tone became more cruel, and her momentum became more terrifying.

Sera shook her head, touched his wrist with her fingertips, her expression became unbearable, "Let me go first."

"The goddess dug out my heart, trampled on my body, stepped on my head to win, her skirt swayed above my head, her smile was full of deceit, she never really belonged to me for a moment."

Rose Hill laughed as he spoke, his bright red lips raised sharply, then he bent down and blocked her in front of the washstand, his voice was full of mockery, "Have you cleared your game?"

"Ok?"

Sera beat down her hand, her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes were filled with mist. She pulled the corners of her lips and said palely: "You found me on the way to clear the level. I seem to have failed."

After the words fell, the angry vampire pinched her neck and pulled her towards him, his lips fell down, and his teeth bit her lips.

It was a painful bite for Selah, and it was Rose Hill trying to control her strength and do her best to give her a little bit of punishment.

His body was covered with the smell of frost and snow. Sera was not sure how long he had been running on the road, and her heart twitched.

Soon, she couldn't stand it anymore, and beat his chest with her hand, trying to break away from his kiss.

Rose Hill hated her resistance, he hugged her tightly with one hand, abandoned her breath, and only wanted to melt her into his body.

The taste of blood spreading from Kekou made him relax.

Sera bit the tip of his tongue, and subconsciously he didn't want to be tempted by her to hurt her, so he left her mouth.

Finding an opportunity, she quickly turned around, bent over and lay on the washstand, coughing heavily.

The fishy sweetness that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer be controlled, blood mixed with saliva was coughed up, and the washstand was full of traces left by her.

Rose Hill's pupils shrank, and an unbelievable emotion spread across his face. As soon as Sera wiped his mouth, his shoulders were pressed by his fingertips, and his body turned easily.

"what's wrong with you?!"

His voice lost the initial hate and became thin.

Sera's face was very pale, but there was blood on her lips, but it was red, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes that were forced out by coughing.

Rosehill's heart was stabbed by her lifeless face. He held her face, wiped the blood from her lips, stared at her tearful almond eyes, and suddenly became furious, "You want to use Isn’t this the way to end the game! Isn’t it!”

Serra's bones ached from the pressure of his hands on his face.

She feebly raised her fingertips, poked his face, and asked weakly, "Shouldn't you be happy?"

"If you trample on your sincerity, I will pay you my life."

Rose Hill's expression became strangely stiff, he seemed to be even more angry, and said through gritted teeth, "Do you think this is enough?"

Sera felt that his face was too hard, so she slipped her hand and poked his lips again, "Then what do you say, I have nothing now."

A tired look appeared on her face. After standing for so long, her defeated body stretched to the limit.

Uncontrollably, the legs began to soften and go down, and the person leaned into his arms.

Rose Hill put his arms around her waist, pressed his chin against the top of her hair, and clenched his teeth, "Are you forcing me to forgive you?"

"Well, it's what you said." Sera hummed weakly, "Please carry me to the bed, I really can't stand."

She was picked up by those cold hands and walked out of the bathroom.

The single bed in the dormitory was cramped and small. Rosehill just took a look at the bed and walked out of the bedroom with someone in his arms.

Carol who rushed over saw him coming out holding the pale-faced Sera, the throbbing in her heart had long since disappeared, replaced by heavy worry, "Duke Rose Hill, where are you taking Serra? She has something wrong with her body now. Infectious diseases must be treated."

"There's no cure for her here."

Rose Hill shone the cloak on Sierra, and she hid under the cloak with a layer of thin fleece on the back, so that the cold wind outside the hospital could not blow her, and the vampire's body without temperature could make her terribly cold.

She trembled uncontrollably, with her head resting on his chest, she asked softly, "Where are you taking me? I'm about to freeze to death."

No one answered her outside, and the low panting obviously paused.

Not long after, she was carried into a warm and comfortable bedroom.

Aldin had already burned the fireplace vigorously and filled up the charcoal fire.

Rose Hill became cautious, and gently placed him on the sofa in front of the fireplace to sit.

"Partition."

With a cold drink, someone immediately brought a partition to gather all the hot air around the fireplace around the sofa, warming Sierra.