The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 522 Bloodline Steward (1)

The rich rose fragrance permeates the luxurious and elegant medieval European-style room, with a sweet and seductive atmosphere.

The whole room has a wine red tone, soft and expensive carpets, walls and exquisite and precious murals are all red.

The room was very empty, except for a black coffin in the center, there was nothing.

After a while, the dark and heavy door slowly opened to both sides, and two blood servants holding white candles came in respectfully, and lit the candles around the room one after another.

Bright candlelight illuminated the entire room, and a slender, dark figure passed through the dim corridor at a leisurely pace, stepping gracefully and loosely into the room.

He seemed to come from outside, wearing a black hat and a black windbreaker, and even the hands on his side were wearing black leather gloves. A little of the skin was extremely pale.

Even though he couldn't see his appearance, his demeanor was extremely elegant and dignified, which could be said to be more perfect than today's upper-class nobles.

"Sir, before our lady wakes up, you still have a lot of time to think about it." The male servant near the door smiled and looked at the young man: "Whether you want to be the housekeeper of the Hurst family is up to you. "

The young man looked up at the coffin in the center of the room. The coffin was opened, and it was covered with soft white silk. At the same time, there was a beautiful girl lying there.

The girl has long black and smooth hair, wearing a beautifully designed and layered black dress, her hands in black lace gloves are folded on her lower abdomen, and a few bright red rose petals are falling on her side.

But compared with the rich rose fragrance in the room, it is obviously impossible for those petals to make the fragrance of flowers permeate the whole room.

The young man walked towards the coffin. The girl's complexion was as smooth and white as milk, her slender and curly eyelashes were lightly draped over her lower eyelids, her lips were the color of a seductive red rose, her breathing was steady, and she was obviously a human being.

This surprised the young man a little. The Lowe family was a pure blood family, and they would adopt a human as their daughter.

What is so special about this human girl?
Thinking about it, the young man couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the girl's face, but before he could touch it, he was stopped by the male servant.

The male servant smiled, his blood-colored pupils were somewhat apologetic: "Sir, your behavior seems a little impolite."

"Sorry." The young man's voice was deep and textured, not cold, and even a little seductive.

The male servant withdrew his hand, took a few steps back respectfully, and looked at the coffin: "As you can see, our lady is indeed a human being."

After a pause, he said in a delicate tone: "At the same time, it is also a gift."

There was only one human gift given to the vampires, and it was nothing more than a feast for the vampires.

After the male servant finished speaking, the young man's curiosity disappeared without a trace, and the eyes he looked at the girl were cold and without warmth, obviously losing interest.

The male servant continued: "Maintaining the Hurst family's status in the Blood Race Association will last for three years. If you are interested in this gift, sir, there is no problem with your ability."

The young man raised his hand and pulled the brim of his hat, revealing a pair of narrow and cold wine-red eyes, deep and somewhat mysterious, his tone was flat, with an expression of no interest: "A human girl adopted by a blood race, except Besides, what's so special about it?"

　The countdown is over, the last plane~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)