Ellender didn't hate this little servant, and even thought she was naughty and cute occasionally, but he disapproved of the fact that she actually coveted him.

He is a second-generation vampire, the best among all vampires.

In his memory, there were only endless killings, battles, and the endless darkness after sleeping, but she was beautiful, cute, liked colorful gold and silver jewelry, loved food, and was immersed in the hobbies of small humans.

It is true that in endless years, he accidentally learned these boring things, but he didn't like them.

These were all things he used to entertain himself during his boring years. He had no desire in his heart or anything he was obsessed with. But after he woke up next to her, he saw her constantly tossing over these mundane things.

He improved the food for the slaves, brought back his tribe, went to Leicester's mansion to attend a banquet, and almost died in the end.

She seemed to have endless energy in her body, constantly breaking his cognition, making troubles all day long, and even having the audacity to get angry at him and even dare to bite him... Ailande raised her hand and touched her lips.

The wound has long since healed, but the soft touch seems to still be there.

He took a deep breath and put down his hand. Even though it would hurt her heart, he still had to firmly reject her. They were not suitable.

Ireland went downstairs and poured a glass of water in the living room. He saw the old housekeeper instructing the servants to move things, so he asked casually. Who knew that the housekeeper said that Frigga had taken it to sell.

His face turned dark, this woman actually didn't listen to him!

The box in his hand was robbed, and the old housekeeper was at a loss.

"Mr. Ireland, this is what the young master ordered to be sent to the city. You..."

With a serious face, Ireland put the box on the table: "Don't touch anything in the house." He turned around and strode to the vineyard. He wanted to ask her why she didn't keep her word.

Ireland walked to the vineyard under the scorching sunshine, and sure enough she saw her holding a black umbrella, standing by the field ridge.

Several farm slaves were standing aside, introducing matters related to grape cultivation conscientiously. She nodded from time to time and seemed to be having a very happy chat.

He didn't know why, but he felt even more depressed and strode over.

"Frigga."

The slaves saluted him one after another. Xihe glanced at him and then looked away, indicating to the slaves to continue: "What happens after filling in the fertilizer?"

Ellender's face turned dark. Couldn't this woman hear herself calling her? The slave was trembling in the middle. Under Ellender's sharp eyes, he couldn't speak clearly.

Xihe had no choice but to wave and let them go to work.

The slaves dispersed in a hurry.

Xihe held an umbrella and walked straight past Ailande.

She always had the ability to arouse the anger in his heart with just one look or movement. He grabbed her hand and said, "Frigga."

The body tilted slightly, the scorching sun shone down, and red marks appeared on her arms in an instant, but Xihe didn't care. She looked at the man who frowned and looked like she was making trouble again: "Mr. Eiland, what's wrong?

Already?"

Ireland immediately asked: "Why don't you abide by the agreement and still sell antiques?"

He frowned: "I can afford to support you."

Xihe tilted his head: "I know, but I can't let you support my whole family."

Ireland didn't care: "I can afford it."

Xihe blinked his eyes, and suddenly leaned forward, looking up at his pretty little face: "Why? I am your servant, they are not, Alander..."

She grabbed his collar with her little hands, pulled him towards her, and stared at his slightly parted lips.

"Are you attracted to me?"

Ireland took a breath, then took two steps back suddenly and looked away: "Frigga, I told you last night, we..."

Xihe turned around and left: "Then you take care of me!"

Ireland:???

He frowned and chased after him: "What do you mean?"

Xihe walked elegantly and said in a soft voice: "Mr. Ireland, just because you are willing to be a bachelor, it doesn't mean that I have to imitate you. I also want to get married. Oh no, I can also marry into my wife."

"Your identity cannot be revealed, but if you help me without any explanation, what will other people think?"

"You will prevent me from finding a good husband."

Ireland suddenly stopped. He had not thought of this.

Xihe glanced at it, his lips slightly hooked, how long can you keep pretending? A demo.

In view of his promise to Ireland last night to return the things, Xihe had to ask the servant to return the money Lester sent back. Lester immediately clenched his hands when he saw it.

Auro was a little worried: "Duke, look..."

He was a little confused. Wasn't Frigga the one who killed them? Why did the Duke still make a deal with her.

And in his opinion, those antiques are not worth that much money at all. Their Duke's Palace has a lot of such things. Moreover, Frigga actually returned the money!

Could it be that the Duke fell in love with Frigga? He speculated in his mind.

But compared with the petite and cute Miss Alice, the stunning Frigga is indeed the best.

Her beauty, figure, and ability are all incomparable to the weak Miss Alice.

Lester stared straight at the box, and suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth: "Go and see when the King of Barcelona will arrive?" Do you really think he will just sit back and wait for death?

Auro saluted hurriedly and hurried out the door.

Xihe had no idea that Lester was preparing a shocking conspiracy, but she was not idle either.

While she was tidying up the manor and allowing the Simon children to study, the older ones were given a sum of money to go out and make a living, or do whatever they wanted to do. On the other hand, she kept pestering Ireland and took a bite when she saw the opportunity.

If a vampire wants to become stronger, in addition to possessing high-level weapons, it also needs to suck the blood of high-level vampires.

This is how Lester became stronger in his previous life. He absorbed Ellende's blood and killed a third-generation vampire with one move. So, Ellender is really strong.

With a treasure trove around him, Xihe would certainly not seek the far away rather than the near.

During the day, she was cold and indifferent to Ellende, and she disliked him for delaying her search for a second love. At night, she stopped people from letting him go, forcing them to suck a few mouthfuls of blood.

Now Xihe can stand in the sun without holding an umbrella.

But she felt it was not enough. Sooner or later, they and Lester would have a big battle, and she had to be stronger.

One of the people involved, Eiland, had nothing to say about this.

He had a vague feeling that he was being played. This woman was so abominable!

How, how could she do this to him?

Ailand's whole body was filled with heat, and somewhere he was ready to stir up trouble. He tried to force him to do justice on the spot several times, but someone didn't know what danger was, and he pawed at him like an octopus. No matter how hard he tried,

Can't pull it off...

Ireland looked to the sky speechlessly. Did he owe her in his previous life?

belch--

Xihe was full.

She let go of him without any hesitation, then straightened her clothes, like a prostitute who had just finished her work: "Good night, Mr. Ireland, I wish you a good dream tonight."

He opened the door and returned to the room leisurely.

Gouzi gave a thumbs up: "As for dogs, I'm not as good as you." This is so unconscionable.

Xihe shrugged: "Can you blame me? It's because he is stubborn. Even if the meat is put into his mouth, he still refuses to eat it. He must say that this is inappropriate for us and that is inappropriate. He deserves it."

She must suck blood to become stronger, but he is unwilling to do so. What does this have to do with her?

After Xihe finished absorbing the blood, he lay on the bed and fell asleep soon after.

Across a wall, Ireland looked at the dark ceiling and couldn't fall asleep. Although he no longer needed sleep, he usually lay in bed with his eyes closed to rest, but tonight he was so restless that it was difficult to calm down.

Suddenly, he sat up and went into the bathroom barefoot for a long time before coming out.

Early the next morning, Xihe didn't see Airland at the dining table, and she didn't care. Anyway, this guy would twist for a long time after sucking blood, but... Xihe suddenly laughed softly, and she almost forgot that she had met him at the beginning.

His appearance.

Walking around the entire manor as usual, Xihe walked to the flower room.

Grande wore a loose white shirt and black trousers, and was mixing perfume with her eyes intently, her expression focused and her movements elegant.

The perfume he made was expensive, but because of its exceptionally pleasant smell, countless ladies and ladies flocked to it. Even if a small bottle cost hundreds of gold coins, their enthusiasm still did not diminish.

On the contrary, due to scarcity, many people queued up and couldn't buy it, and kept urging them to be stocked.

Xihe walked over, put his head on his neck, showed his sharp teeth, and bit down.

Ailand paused with her hands, then turned her head slightly, but her eyes were fixed on the movements of her hands.

Xihe ‘Gudong Gudong’ tastes when you eat the marrow.

After drinking enough, the Xihe loosened its grip and the wound on it healed quickly.

Xihe looked at the man who was still working hard on making perfume and raised his eyebrows, yo, what's going on? Wouldn't it have exploded already?

Of course, this does not mean that Grande is explosive and angry. He is still very gentlemanly and elegant in front of outsiders.

Maybe it was because she was too pushy, uh, or maybe they were honest with each other and knew the details, so he rarely pretended to be in front of her and showed his true face.
To be continued...