C64 (1/2)

Building a good relationship with Rebecca was the first step. After Bai Lu left happily, she and the baby happily planned to return to the bedroom.

However, before she reached the door, her face contorted. Damn, what was the smell in her room?

The smell of blood was thick.

Arrogant and shameless.

White Dew did not stop. What was supposed to come would always come. She was never used to evading this word.

Klaus looked up and saw Bai Lu walk into the room, traces of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Then, seemingly a bit embarrassed, he shrugged his shoulders and said in a cool and refreshing tone, ”Sorry to bother you, my little wolf girl. How do you feel about giving my sister something that belongs to me?”

White Dew's back began to feel cold, and there were many blades of ice in the air, spreading out from Klaus as the center.

Klaus remembered the look on Rebecca's face. It was the expression she had liked to show when she was a human, and also the expression of their little sister.

However, ever since they had transformed, it had been far too long. He had almost forgotten that the dew made her look like the shy little sun at eight or nine in the morning.

Klaus was angry.

Klaus was envious of his departure.

Klaus wanted to take his revenge and vent his anger.

The corners of Bai Lu's mouth were filled with helplessness. She couldn't believe that Klaus was actually so childish. She thought that he should be even more terrifying.

For example, the killing intent from last time. This time, he did not seem to have any intentions of making a move.

Bailu was somewhat troubled to discover that she might have to go to the guest room for one night first.

The white sheets that Beru had liked had apparently been taken away by some nasty man, and Klaus had replaced them with pure black suede with what looked like a corpse.

”...” It was a woman. Her figure was similar to a white dew, except that her skin was rather white, and her hair was straight, red and brown. It covered half of her body.

Klaus held the young woman, but she didn't seem to have much of a reaction as he sucked her blood. White Dew felt a little nauseous, the woman's four limbs were clamped down by Klaus, her joints were wrapped in silver chains, her upper body wasn't properly worn, revealing her bitten neck and collarbone. Klaus' mouth kept moving, but the person who was looking directly at her, was White Dew.

Clavicle? a place decorated with fangs... If it could be considered a collarbone, she was deeply grieved for her, completely ignoring Klaus' eyes, which had been suppressed to the point of tearing.