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The windows clearly reflected the figures of the two.

She opened her eyes secretly.

But it happened to fall into the blue ice lake, his legs were different, his hands were on his knees, to accommodate the height of his girlfriend, his body bent to the same position as her.

The man's lips are light, and she is printed on the window in the way she looks. The lines of her lips are amazingly beautiful, with a faint smile.

It seems to indulge, it seems to spoil.

Fan Zhuo watched his girlfriend open his eyes and stared at him froze.

He instantly thought of a cute look on the Persian cat.

Seeing her dumbfounded, her boyfriend had to walk into this small shop selling jewelry in the excited eyes of the shop assistants and take the lost guy away.

While walking on the road, he had a pain in his face and was yanked hard.

"What are you doing?" The man glanced over.

"Say, who are you, is it Mr. Politician who pretends to be me, or why I just cooperated just now, it's too weird." The woman's serious face seemed to confirm his identity.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, the curvature was not obvious, and he bowed his head closer to her, "I haven't doubted you yet. Why is it becoming more childish day by day, like a child, do you forget that you are an old witch, and why Face to play a pure girl? "

The honest words choked the other party.

She rolled her eyes at him angrily and turned away.

The bad kind.

Just a few steps, her fingers were wrapped into a familiar, generous palm, and she struggled a few times, entangled tighter.

The man habitually ignored her rebellion, half embraced, and walked to an old clock tower. The red periphery of the wall faded in the erosion of the years, and the vines were tightly wrapped around the foot of the pilaster. The inside of the clock tower is filled with a smell of dust, and the light is divided into pieces by stained glass windows and scattered irregularly around.

The boardwalks leading to the spire of the clock tower are made of wooden planks, narrow, and can only be passed by one person. A round, gray kerosene lamp is tied to the top of the beam, which is usually lit by someone at night. Without the lighting of the kerosene lamp, the tunnel is very dark.

Lin Lang twisted the skirt and stepped up the stairs.

The long red skirt curled up on the wooden ladder as if it were a fire all the way, especially in the dark.

The man bent down slightly, gathered her skirt on the floor, put it on her wrist, and followed her slowly and slowly.

The crisp tramp gradually spread far away.

A bright beam of light was projected at the front of the corridor, Lin Lang speeded up her steps and crossed the narrow threshold.

"Wow la ---"

At that moment, the wind on the top floor rushed wildly, and her hair was messed up.

Looking around, below the clock tower are wide streets, dotted houses, and the especially lazy Thames in the afternoon. Several residents transformed the top floor into a small garden, which looked like a beautiful fairy tale dream from a distance.

Under the clear blue sky, pigeons flew by in groups, and occasionally flew a few swaying colorful balloons.

Lin Lang's coat was disturbed by the mischievous wind. She simply took it off and hadn't put it away yet. She fluttered in the wind and fell straight below the clock tower.

"Forget it, I'll pick it up later."

Lin Lang grabbed the worried man, she smiled with her face up, "Compared to clothes, don't you think it's a good time to be romantic at this time?"

Fanzhuo snorted, "Well, what do you want me to do?"

His girlfriend is staring at him again.

"You old-fashioned, really won't please women. Why did I choose you blindly at first."

The girlfriend began to whisper and complain daily, usually in a very quiet voice.

But it is a pity that the hearing of the blood race is very developed, and her occultism is destined to have no effect. Under normal circumstances, Fanzhuo chooses not to hear, but there are always exceptions. The girlfriend continued to complain, "I knew I had to go to the little ghost of Zmiche. Although his mouth was poisonous, I sometimes like to be careful about it. I quite like it--"

The cold palm skillfully covered her lips.

The man seems to be laughing, "You say it again? Huh?"

The beautiful girlfriend tilted her head, and suddenly bitten the soft flesh of his palm with that tiny rice-like tooth.

This guy is fouling again.

Fan Zhuo narrowed her eyes in ice blue, moved her fingers away, and kissed her in a gesture.

It was the turn of the other party who was mainly anti-guest, and gave him a handprint.

The smile was like a kitty that was stealthy, and it made people angry.

"Today, you performed well in the game. As a reward, I will tell you a secret quietly and quietly. A secret that no one knows. Only my favorite and favorite Mr. Earl is qualified to know. The ultimate secret. "

She tipped her tiptoes and clasped one hand on his chest, deliberately lowering her voice, saying something mysterious.

The pinna was tickled by her soft hair.

His desire to do bad things grew stronger.

As a representative of the ascetic system in Congress, even though the heart is surging, it still maintains a consistent calmness on the surface.

"secret?"

Mr. Politician chewed this unexpected word, and began to use his rational mind to take a storm analysis.

"You ate all the candy I put on top of the cupboard?"

"Or did I break the top clocks in my collection again?"

"Well, wouldn't you take my book to pad coffee again? Overturned?"

Lin Lang: "..."

Found that his glaring technology is becoming more and more mature, Lin Lang couldn't help but stepped on the tip of the other's leather shoes with his heel, and performed a beautiful 180-degree rotation.

The man ’s larynx twitched, and a low laughter was passed across Lin Lang ’s arm across his chest. These beautiful little feet move away. In case it breaks, who will hold you upstairs to sleep in the future? "

He rarely speaks such provocative words, but as long as he speaks, it is definitely a spoiled textbook level.

Lin Lang really moved her feet away.

The other person slowly leaned towards her, and Lin Lang hurriedly pushed him with his hand again.

"Don't always think about doing bad things, listen to me first."

Lord Earl ’s coaxing method is old-fashioned-she only needs to be angry, that ’s okay, kiss until she is not angry.

"Well, you said, I listen."

He squeezed his girlfriend's hair, and suddenly the other party stepped back and fell on the fence of the enclosure.

Fan Zhuo frowned, "Come on, don't fall."

Lin Lang smiled at him.

The colorful headband was torn off by the hostess at will, and got into the wrist lightly. Her shoulder-length hair began to grow, spreading from the shoulder to the ankle.

The iconic blood pupil of the prince did not appear.

For ordinary people, this scene may be a horror picture.

The blood race is an undead race, and such alien things are already commonplace.

He even felt that the plot was suffocating.

It's just that the other party's actions at the next moment suddenly stopped his heartbeat.

"Snapped!"

She fell back suddenly.

At that moment, she even closed her eyes and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

The red dress made waves in the wind.

At the top of the bell tower, at the end of time, it fell.

"Kaka!"

The voice of Mr. Politician was no longer calm, even with tearing pain, without any consideration, he jumped down immediately.

The wind roared, tearing the skin at will, with a sharp sting.

He grabbed Lin Lang's hand and hugged him tightly.

The blood race has a special ability to split the flesh and blood of the body into a group of bats at a dangerous juncture. It is said that it is to escape the hunting of blood hunting. As long as a bat survives, the body can be reshaped. Fanzhuo did not like to reveal his true body in front of others, but now that the situation is critical, he has to break his own principles.

He was about to implement it, and warm, strange breath came from his ears.

"You touch my back, it's hot."

Not only is it hot, but there is something sharp that seems to break the shackles.

"Zi--"

The palm of his hand was punctured, the strands of blood were torn by the strong wind, and the rusty smell quickly dissipated.

Fan Zhuo stared at this admiration.

Golden wings covering the sky.

It is a symbol of the gods.

According to legend, the endangered Tianchi deity.

"who are you?"

He asked silently.

Her appearance has not changed, but the aura around her body is completely different. It used to be soft and charming, and it charmed all living beings, but now it is a thrilling cold beauty, which makes people dare not desecrate half of holiness.

"Lilith."

She approached him.

Due to the influence of the angel realm, the surrounding air froze, and the two landed slowly.

"Or, you can call me, Elizabeth."

He pursed his thin lips, his face dim.

"Well, I admit that I came here to pretend to be your sister because I was playing. If I were not with you, I might play for a while and leave. Don't be angry, I didn't mean to deceive you.

Her forehead rested on the other person's nose.

Fanzhuo took a deep breath, suppressing the suffocation in his chest and abdomen. "Kaka, no, Highness Elizabeth, do you know what you are doing? Do you know what creature is in front of you? He is a member of the blood family, a vampire who can use life as a poor quality toy, you Is n’t it possible to think about what kind of despicable intention the other person will have when approaching you— "

The soft lips pressed on.

Unlike the coldness in the past, he was so overwhelmed by the heat.

"I am certain."

"It has always been clear."

She smiled.

"Who told me that I like you, the mean immortal monster. Every time, when you kiss me, I am fully aware of death. But every time, I am always lucky to survive. This is God heard My prayer, therefore bless me? "

"no."

"God is dead, he can't hear any prayers."

"The one who blessed me and was always reluctant to hurt me was the man who called himself a mean vampire—"

Her tender feelings were blurred in the wind of time.

"Your Excellency Fan Zhuo, if one day you really want to kill me, lighten up, will you?

"You know, I'm afraid of pain. I'm afraid."

"It's just your words, it doesn't matter."