Very Romantic: The Vampire's Runaway Bride

Chapter 421 Watching the Battle and Hunting 21
Seeing Shen Yiyi's pale expression, Mr. Gong took out something from the bag and stuffed it into her mouth. It was because of that thing that Shen Yiyi felt as if she had come back to life.

"What?" Shen Yiyi looked at Mr. Gong suspiciously.

But the old man yelled softly as if nothing happened, and asked her to watch the inside seriously.

Shen Yiyi was puzzled. According to her understanding, Niko wanted to kill Helian Yicheng, but in fact he did the same. He didn't know what happened, why they could sit together and talk about things.

The two parties occupied one side of the conference table, and even Karl rushed over from Italy.

"Come here, serve wine." Nico clapped his hands and ordered.

Immediately, a woman in a hotel suit came in with a plate of red wine, and put the red wine in front of everyone one by one. Unlike the transparent color of red wine, Shen Yiyi concluded that it was not wine at all.

Sure enough, when he saw the wine served, Helian Yicheng's eyes dimmed, but he didn't have a seizure.

Helian Yicheng sat there, neither touching the wine glass nor speaking, seeing him not moving, no one on his side touched the so-called glass of wine.

"Why, Eric doesn't think this wine is to your taste?" Nico took a sip from the glass in front of him, stuck out his tongue and licked away the red blood on his lips, and then spoke.

"Nike, you seem to have forgotten something." Helian Yicheng shook the wine glass, kept shaking it, and reminded faintly.

"Eric, I invited you here today. I just wanted to invite you to drink. Don't tell me you don't give any face to such a top-quality wine." Nico drank again, with a faint bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

I hate this man, but he is just a bastard, but he occupies the position he deserves. He has to provoke him, and only by provoking him can he achieve his goal.

"Although the wine is good, it doesn't taste good." Helian Yicheng commented lightly.

Now, it was Shen Yiyi who was puzzled, what kind of riddles were these people playing, what kind of wine and fragrance were used.

He looked at Old Man Gong suspiciously, but he just rolled his eyes at her.

Shen Yiyi looked at the man obsessively, the cup in her hand kept spinning, and suddenly realized that the cup was not the so-called wine, but human blood.

(End of this chapter)