C23 (2/2)
Something, someone, moved closer to her, gently touching her belly.
The material of a witch's clothing was thin and light, but it never made her feel cold. Thus, the feeling of being coldly tested on the belly was even more obvious.
Who is it? Who was it?
Bai Lu tried her best to use all of her senses to investigate. She frowned. She seemed to have lost all of her consciousness, and only a confused impression remained.
— So cold.
It was as if someone was pressing cold jade on his heart. Waves of cold air attacked him, and the restlessness in his heart was eased. There was a gentleness coming from time to time.
Bai Lu's eyebrows twitched a few times at the naughty hook. 'Who is it …' As if she was familiar with him, her heart slowly calmed down. The child in her belly also seemed to like this visitor from the dark night very much. He had stopped making trouble for her, this innocent mother.
Seeing the corner of Bai Lu's mouth slightly rise, and the worries between her eyebrows slowly disappear, the visitor from the Dark Night seemed to feel awkward and awkward. It turned its head to the side, but its palm still rested on her stomach.
It was unknown if Bai Lu was imagining things, but there was a smooth stream of air that carried a refreshing feeling with her stomach as the center and slowly seeped into every meridian in her body.
Heart beat, overlapping to a rhythm, stability, peace of mind.
”...” Who was it?
New Orleans is a city that people are obsessed with.
Marcel held regular parties, all sorts of carnival nights.
Klaus, who had come and gone without a trace, appeared at Marcel's manor. He seemed to see the big guys reveling.
Stage, steel pipe, beautiful girls, delicious food and delicious wine, dense contaminated by the ambiguous atmosphere of vampires, the sweet body of humans, well aware of the hunting scene.
He saw Marcel coming toward him with a smile, giving him a big hug, but he didn't appreciate it.
Seeing that they were in such a good mood, Klaus' face became even colder and darker.
Why?