Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 207



Although her voice, appearance, temperament, dress, and every move are very similar to Chu Yan, the blue poppy brand on the side of her neck is just an ordinary tattoo, and there are traces of a disguise mask on her neck .


No matter who she is, if Yi Rongcheng is like this, she is already damned!

Victor's fingertips had pierced the skin of her neck, and blood oozed out along the sharp nails. The smell was not the sweetness that Victor expected, but a salty smell.


Seeing Victor's eyes suddenly turn red, "Chu Yan" argued nervously, "Victor...I love you, how could you..."


"I'm giving you one last chance, who sent you here?"


"You won't kill me! I'm Chuyan!"


"Hmph, Chuyan never said he loved me!"


Because Chuyan knew that this sentence should never be said, and it is unnecessary to say it.


Victor's hand on her neck was not loosened, and he threw her into the air in a rage, with red light flashing in his palm, the woman had not yet revealed her true face, she was already frozen, and was breaking into 48 pieces when she fell to the ground.


No matter who it is, seeing this simple and ruthless way of killing people will be terrified.


Yaqing's face turned pale, her hands trembled, she took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and handed it to Victor, "I heard from the princess that you don't like to be stained with unclean things."


"Even tell you about my cleanliness?"


"Yes, apart from government affairs, the only topic the princess usually talks about is His Majesty the Blood King." Yaqing bowed her head and begged, "I hope that His Majesty only has the princess in his heart."


Yaqing's words made Victor more angry than others, but he was not blaming others, but blaming himself.Chu Yan cared so much about him, but he couldn't tell her from the real, ashamed.


She was murdered one after another just after she became the prince of the spirit clan. Some time ago, the assassins who assassinated her had been specially trained, and their martial arts were exactly the same as hers. But today, just after the ceremony of the prince's prince was over, another false first statement appeared, and even he was involved Dang, this enemy should not be underestimated!


Victor stood up and patted Yaqing on the shoulder, "Leng Yindong didn't misunderstand you, Chuyan should trust you." If Yaqing hadn't appeared in time, he didn't know that he would have sex with this broken woman something stupid.


Yaqing didn't appreciate Victor's appreciation, "The princess is in Prince Lansnow's guest room at this time."


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Chu Yan coaxed Lan Sinuo to sleep in the guest room of the palace, told the maids and bodyguards to be careful, walked out of the room, and saw Victor wandering in the corridor of the palace thoughtfully.


The climate of the small island of the Desert Wing Spirit Tribe is cold, and the palace is located underground, so there is no wind or rain, and the seasons are like spring.


The tulips placed on the palace corridor are in full bloom, and the floor is covered with phantom mosaic patterns, which are ancient and magnificent in color. Victor stands on it, and his tall body in purple red slim royal robe is even more coquettish and mysterious.


Chuyan approached, but he still lingered without noticing it.


"Victor, what are you thinking?"


"Uh...it's okay."


Chu Yan noticed that the blood-red gemstone on the neckline of his shirt was gone, and the neckline was also slightly open. There was a red mark on his neck—like a hickey mark. It was originally combed back hair, and it was also a little messy.


Chu Yan pretended not to see it, raised his hand hesitantly, helped him button the button, and straightened the collar of the king's robe, "Are you leaving now, or tomorrow?"


"I'll leave when you fall asleep."


"Okay." Chuyan took his arm and walked along the palace corridor to her bedroom, just like an old couple.


After entering the door, Chu Yan said, "Victor, can Lan Snowdo accompany me for two days?"


"It's not safe here, I have to take him back."


He couldn't guess who that terrible enemy was, and there are currently two suspects. If it is a Spirit Race person, it will be a Spirit Race person with comparable strength to Leng Yindong, and if it is a Blood Race person, it may be his father King Rex .


"Alright."


Chuyan believed that he would protect her son, but her heart was aching like a knife.


She didn't blame him for keeping his engagement a secret from her. She understood his difficulties, but he should explain the hickey mark. If he said it, if he liked that woman, she wouldn't blame him...


She has been waiting for his explanation, just like waiting for his confession.


Undress, remove makeup, take a shower, dry hair, put on nightgown, lie down, he lay down beside her with clothes, hug her, "Go to sleep."


She finally couldn't help it, and asked bluntly, "You have nothing to say to me?"


"There is a saying that trumps everything."


"what?"


"I want your present life and future life, and only you." Even if someone else looks exactly like her, it is difficult to replace her.


Chuyan hooked his neck, wanting to give him a goodnight kiss as usual, hesitated for a moment, but didn't kiss his lips, the lips were printed on his cheek, and turned his back lightly, closing his eyes on the eyes.


Her tears fell into the pillow along the corners of her eyes, and she suddenly understood the pain of grandma—the past that cannot be washed away is intolerable, and even a small hickey will become hurt.


Is this the so-called deep love and deep responsibility?

Why do you feel pain when you are sweet, and feel like your heart is broken when you are sad?

If he doesn't call for a few days, she will be so worried that she will have trouble sleeping and eating. When he eats vinegar, she is afraid that she will be imprisoned and suffocated by him. If this continues, she will be tortured to death by this feeling sooner or later!


After struggling for more than ten minutes, she decided to forgive Victor, and she didn't want to guess who the woman was.


He is not her husband, and he has many "desserts", so what is a small hickey?

(End of this chapter)