Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 51 Blood Snow Rose: Pure Blood
Stretching out my hand, a crimson rose snowflake stopped between my slender fingers.

Like a delicate red rose, blooming on my skin.

Then gradually, the snowflakes seemed to be burned by my temperature, melted in the palm of my hand, turned into thick blood, and dripped between my fingers.

The red blood stained my white hands red, spreading in the palms, arms, shoulders, and all over the body.

A thin figure suddenly appeared in front of him, wearing a long white veil, which was dragged in the red bloody snow under his feet, and a large area was dyed red.

Her back was facing me, her waist-length hair was like a wisteria flower, and the deep purple was exposed on her back.

"Who are you?" I didn't scream because...the back is so familiar.

She turned around slowly, and a face pierced into my pupils among the bloody snowflakes.

"Ah!!!!" I seemed to be overly intimidated by something, and I wanted to cover my mouth with my hands, but I was already screaming.

"What are you doing?" A familiar voice rang in my ears, I got up from the bed, opened my eyes, and took a look.

The white light in the room illuminated everything in front of him. Meng Chike stood in front of the window, frowning deeply, and looked at me who was awakened in doubt. His dark rose pupils were like the world in a dream, as if there was plasma in his eyes. Brewing.

"Hoo hoo." I clutched my heart in shock and took a deep breath, cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

It was still absurdly late night outside the window, and the curtains were blown up majestically.I glanced at him cautiously. I was inexplicably terrified by the face of a vampire coming out of a caricature. Pulling the quilt, I subconsciously moved my body back.

I didn't dare to speak, I swallowed, as if I was still stuck in the moment when the girl in the dream turned around.

That is a face that has been with me for 18 years, an oval face that can be seen just by looking in the mirror.

But in that bloody snow scene, that face was not one that could make me narcissistic.

A deep scar ran through her beautiful neck, and permeated with a delicate red color, dyeing her neck and half of her face.

A pair of weird purple pupils condensed a piercing purple light, which seemed to penetrate my body.

What terrifies me the most is the blood-stained fangs between her red lips.

Yes, vampires, it's like seeing yourself in a magic mirror as a murderous vampire.

My heart couldn't beat like crazy, Meng Chike thought about something, and sat down beside my bed, I moved back even more frightened, and didn't dare to look at him again.

(End of this chapter)