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Chapter 1216: The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (94)

Chapter 1216: The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (94)

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Lewis hesitated, then finally said, “Just give up."

Bai Weiwei raised an eyebrow, some surprised.

Lewis let go of her. "Okay, you can go. Once you have dealt with Arthur, quickly go to the bathroom where I've got an escape route prepared.

Bai Weiwei hesitated, but finally she turned and opened the door.

Lewis’s voice came again.

"If you don't get the chance, then when the attack starts, follow Arthur as if you don't know the plan."

At least with Arthur, she won't die.

Bai Weiwei was silent for a moment, then said coldly: “Worry about keeping yourself alive first”

Without hesitation, she turned her heel and left.

Bai Weiwei returned to the party to find Arthur.

But he was nowhere to be found.

Moore saw her in a pitiful appearance in a room surrounded by vampires.

He smiled grimly, then shook a cup of blood and walked behind her. "Looking for your master, blood-slave?”

Bai Weiwei saw him, immediately took a few steps back, a face of disgust.

Moore didn't mind her attitude. "Your Lord is with the Duchess Sang Er now. Perhaps Arthur will change his mind and kick you to marry Sang Er"

After he finished he pointed to the lounge at the back of the party.

Bai Weiwei cold hum: “What does it matter to me whom he marries”

You could smell vinegar in that tone.

Moore shook his glass of blood, squinting dangerously. "You are only a blood slave,” he said, "If Arthur does not want you any more, I will be the first to drain you."

Bai Weiwei's face turned white with fright.

She turned away quickly and headed toward the lounge.

Moore's face went cold. "Really, how can you be tempted by a human? If you continue down this path we aren’t going to get enough votes.

If only Bai Weiwei would leave of her own free will.

Bai Weiwei went to the door and saw that it was ajar.

A female voice begged. "Arthur, can't you look at me, after all these years I've loved you? Am I no better than a lowly human?"

Arthur was unmoved. "No, not as good."

"I can give you the greatest pleasure. My brother can support you to become a king. I can give you anything."

Arthur: "Oh, no thanks.”

There was no possibility of any ambiguity at all.

"Why don't you put some clothes on, this withered body of hundreds of years of yours is disgusting, and you're two hundred years older than me. I’m a baby in front of you, don't you think you're molesting minors?"

This blow.

A teenage baby who looks like a psycho.

Bai Weiwei suddenly thought, her age when compared with Arthur’s hundreds of years, is she a newborn baby?

She peeked and saw that Sang Er was standing naked in front of Arthur.

The body white like a flower, very top heavy, was very symmetrical and good-looking.

This sort of body and yet you’re disgusted?

Sang Er suddenly saw Bai Weiwei standing in the doorway, her face flushed with shame.

Then she hurriedly wrapped herself up and turned to go, when her shoulder brushed past Bai Weiwei’s shoulder she gave her a wicked look.

Bai Weiwei remained calm, why do women embarrass women, why not embarrass men together.

An arm jerked her into the room.

Arthur lifted her face, a little hurt appeared on his face.

"A woman just tried to grope me."

Bai Weiwei: "… You're too strong for her."

Arthur: "She's hundreds of years older than me and has greater power than me.”

Bai Weiwei was suspicious: "Really?"

Arthur wiped the hurt look off his face. "No. I'm higher in rank than her."

Then he looked at her again.

Bai Weiwei had a look of loss.

"Won't you comfort me?"

She thought that Sang Er was in a worse state and in need of consolation.

Arthur: "My eyes hurt, I looked at something dirty, you kiss them better.”

Bai Weiwei paused, seeming to be hesitating about something.

Arthur, however, put his hands behind her and bent over her, putting his face close to hers.

"Kiss me."

Such a delicate, handsome face and such a pitiful request.

She could not help kissing his eyes, as if under a spell.

But before she could leave, he raised his jaw slightly and kissed her lips.

The kiss was lingering and tender.

Arthur could feel the sweetness of her warm lips.

He wanted to have this sweetness forever.

Her hand suddenly touched his neck lightly.

Arthur did not stop, indulging in her advances.

But the next moment, he could have stopped it originally, but he stopped himself hard before he reached her hand.

The force could break her hand.

And in the time of this hesitation.

The needle in her hand already dug into his skin, freezing him.

And the sweetness in his eyes.

One last look, good night.