The Creator God Was Enslaved by Her Yandere Sister

After all, Mi, Erna just doesn't want to give up her dignity as an elf. Have you ever seen that elf go to the toilet like this?

However, if Milna misses this opportunity, Histi will definitely not let herself go to the toilet.

Therefore, she closed her eyes and relaxed her body a little.

Just as she was about to come out, Mirna shyly said this to Histi.

"Master, don't watch, don't listen."

"Hehe, we are all girls. Now, what are you shy about? Come on, the owner didn't see Nana Shiin's appearance last time, and now I'm watching from the side." ( ~ or La Xiaokeng If Milna wasn't blindfolded, she would definitely see Histi cupping her cheeks and staring at Milna.

The most shameful thing is that Mierna is still in front of her eyes.

After it was over, Sisti used this kind of words to tease Mirna.

"How about Nana going to the toilet this way in the future?"

".I don't want it! Woohoo, why did I lock you in, Master, just because you laughed at me, but you punished me in such a bad way? Wooooooooo!

Mirna lay on the ground, crying constantly.

She had no appetite at all, and just lay on the ground crying aggrieved.

It was so uncomfortable to have to be seen by others like this even after going to the toilet, so much so that she cried out with a choked throat.

Tears soaked through her blindfold and fell to the ground.

"Alright, alright, baby Nana wants to eat. After the meal, the master let Nana out.'

"really?"

Mierna was both surprised and happy, but she didn't expect that she would let herself out just by crying.

"Really, the premise is that Nana needs to be fed by the master.".

"Okay, I know.

It wasn't until Mierna had eaten all the food that Mierna kept moving her limbs to ask to go out.

"Okay, don't worry. I'll let you out now, okay.

To be honest, Sisti is still very fond of Milna.

Mirna was freed from the restraints of her limbs, and she was finally able to move her limbs.

She sighed deeply, and she promised that she would never dare to do this kind of death again in the future!

After tomorrow, she saw the blue-haired girl lying in front of her with even breathing.

"Ahhhhh, I don't want to become a Histi anymore. I don't want to leave the room, I don't want to get out of bed, I don't want to be punished anymore In fact, this is Milna's nightmare.

As a result, Sisti quarreled, and she just sat beside and looked at the little figure who buried her body under the quilt with her limbs, and sighed helplessly.

At first glance, Nana is going to have a nightmare for a long time this time.

The ninth volume, the extra volume, is by Wendy Scheblely.

Thirty years ago, this name was not my name.

I am a vampire who was born into a noble family, and I have received the education of a higher vampire from birth.

Thirty years ago, the blood clan basically occupied the elf territory and settled down.

The parents, as nobles of the blood clan, were naturally assigned to large villas.

That was probably the happiest time for me.

With only half of my body left, I woke up from that happy dream. Next to me was a human being involved because of my compassion, a human girl without a name. I named her Betsy Schaub. Lay.

The name of Scheble is indeed in the blood-sucking soul text, and it is indeed rich in the meaning of fighting with high-ranking people, especially fighting with the highest-ranking existence in this blood clan.

So, I may have pinned the idea of ​​​​since 2 on destroying that queen on Bezi.

However, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible.

Even if I tried my best, it was just in vain.

Now that she is locked in a cage, Beizi has no way to defeat the high-ranking blood queen.

Tears gradually slipped down from the sockets inadvertently, I silently closed my eyes, and the tears gradually fell from the sockets.

That was my happiest time, right?

Since I was the first child of my parents, I was treated like a princess at the time.

When the war just ended, our family was still a very powerful noble.

I have what I want, and my status is basically the same as that of a princess.

Dad takes me to other places to play every day, and my mother prepares the necessary food for our picnic at home - blood, which is really preserved in vacuum and sterilized blood bags.

Dad is a kind middle-aged man, he is no different from other people's dads.

But he has been pampering me since he was a child. If I want clothes, he will buy them for me. He will also pay for the blood slave food that I want. Whether it is to wear, eat, or live, my father will prepare it for me. I am the most satisfied.

My mother, on the other hand, was a woman who was very gentle to me, and she used a bottle to feed me blood since I was young.She took care of me so tenderly until I grew fangs.It taught me how to be a vampire noble. When she was drinking with a goblet, I also ignorantly imitated my mother to drink with a goblet.

It's just that every time it falls over on the clothes because it's not very stable.