C175 (1/2)

Without Bai Lu at home, there was no need to worry about that. After considering that, Claus became even more unbridled, causing Rebecca to look at him in disgust, as Claus was enjoying his meal, a skinny man was standing beside him. Obviously, he had lost control of his mind, and as he foolishly cut open his wrist, blood continuously flowed into Claus's cup.

Human drink machine, pure natural, non-pollution, and the sound of the sound can be brought back to the ear.

Claus took a sip and saw Rebecca standing by the kitchen door. He signaled his sister and Rebecca helplessly walked over.

When Claus called for her to enjoy, that man immediately walked over. His expression was lifeless like a zombie, and when Rebecca grabbed him, he directly flew towards him.

The arcs of blood were like handfuls. They were especially dazzling.

After a while, he still had to wipe the floor. Rebecca thought in disgust, and his gaze at Claus became even more fierce.

Claus turned a blind eye as he continued to enjoy the delicacies, and Rebecca was then left to dry. After he finished drinking the last mouthful of fresh, red blood, Claus finally opened his mouth and said lazily, ”My dear little sister, have you chatted with our good friend Maser today?”

Rebecca automatically prepared the blood bag and ate gracefully. She lowered her head and did not want to look at Claus's face, ”No, should I talk to him?”

Claus frowned strangely. He did not understand, Maser seemed to have started to do something small, he looked at Rebecca, and spoke clearly, ”Recently, he seems to have been quietly and mysteriously hiding from me. I think, perhaps he is whispering in your ears — — telling you the reason, when he is sweet on you.”

Claus had guessed it right, he knew Maser's personality better than anyone else.

Rebecca was completely unmoved. She only glanced at her breakfast in disgust and replied coldly, ”If I saw him, I would definitely ask, is he still angry at you?”

Claus remained silent. He looked at Rebecca without turning his eyes away, as if he was a treasure.

Rebecca looked up at him, lowered her head, and continued eating. She was hungry.

Claus smiled, it was very gentle. After that, he sat by Rebecca's side, raising her chin, ”Heh, my dear little sister, can I make a sound for your eyes? ”My holy and noble brother rolled in pain at the mouth of the river. His damned brother bit him. One or two drops of his blood would be enough to alleviate his pain …”

His chin was stiff and straight, almost forcing out a reply, ”On the contrary, Claus, I'm just enjoying my breakfast, waiting for Elijah to recover.”

Rebecca did not mind Rebecca's attitude at all. The more she hated him, the more normal it became for her to hate him, ”Speak, tell me what you think.”