Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

It was also the first time she had seen her child develop a desire to suck blood on humans.

Eliza hesitated for a moment, but soon accepted.

Auguste was a piece of meat that fell on her, and Eliza was ready to go back as soon as she discovered she was different.

The product of the overnight wind, she didn't expect the man she met to be a vampire.

Afraid someone might find out Augustus was in danger, Eliza sent him to this place.

It would be uncomfortable to be arranged for destiny, and she was filled with compassion and guilt for the child.

“I'll take care of it.” Eliza touched each other's heads, "but you have to give me a minute, okay? Don't suck her blood so fast. ”

Augustus smiled lightly, without saying anything.

Eliza left, but every day fresh blood was sent.

Shen Mubai felt that he should have been here for most of the month, but still had not made any progress and had to be a little anxious.

“What are you thinking?” A voice came.

She turned her face and looked at Auguste drinking black tea, shook her head, "No, sir. ”

The boy didn't say anything, looked at the roses in the garden and said, “I love these flowers, but by the time of the season they will be fading. ”

Shen Kibai is somewhat unknown, so.

Auguste raised his face and raised his eyebrows, "I find it unfortunate that this beauty is only temporary, so I always try to retain it. ”

“So did you come up with it?” She asked subconsciously.

Auguste said with a faint smile, "No. ”

Shen Kibai didn't know how to answer the phone. He hung his head and thought, “All flowers have their own flowers. ”

“I just don't think the next time I grow up is the rose I like right now.” Auguste whispered.

She felt the fog in the clouds and felt that they were talking about roses, as if they weren't.

After dinner, Auguste went back to his room.

Shen Kibai was lying in bed, but he was a little insomniac.

She thought over and over and finally got up and opened the door.

The house is the same as the one outside, and the corridor isn't bad, but apart from that painting with the wool blanket, everything else hangs intact.

She watched through the candlelight for a while, then returned to the room silently.

Sleeping quickly surged, and Shen Mubai slowly beat a debt, closing his eyes.

About half an hour later, her door rang gently, and as the gap widened, a person walked in without delay to her bed.

Orange yellow candlelight hidden out the beautiful face belonging to Auguste, more pale, his blue eyeballs resting on the woman's white neck, slightly curled lips.

Slightly bending over and sniffing the smell that makes you feel agitated at any moment, Auguste seemed not afraid that the other person would wake up and stick his finger out to touch it.

The beating pulse came through cool skin and the blue eyes gradually deepened and he had to bow his head.

Shen Mubai did not sleep well, especially having nightmares, and felt someone staring at him, slightly lowered his eyebrows and opened his eyes.

And then four eyes face to face.

She opened her eyes suddenly as her frightened heart beat restlessly.

Auguste's beautiful face slowly revealed a smile under the candle fire.