Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

White Dew looked quietly at Klaus, half-hidden in the darkness.

The space on the first floor was vast and dark. The quiet furniture hid some traces of sorrow and history under the chilling wind.

Klaus was alone on the sofa. He had not turned on the lights, so his eyes no longer needed such ordinary things. He just stood there quietly, unlike the usual arrogant and aggressive Klaus.

A few seconds later, she opened her eyes again. She had never been used to Werewolf's sensitive eyes.

Bai Lu looked at Klaus in confusion. This man was quite complicated and difficult to understand.

It had to be said that Klaus' appearance made her curious.

The dim light was clearly visible, and she slowly began to notice Klaus' expression. It was not the violent and arrogant look he had shown during the day, but an indifferent tone of sarcasm and exhaustion.

It was as though all the burdens in the world had been grasped by him.

He looked at the suppression that was hiding deeper and more painful than Rebecca's pain in the picture … Bai Lu felt it deeply.

What was Klaus doing?

Bai Lu's hands and feet were very light. She wanted to slowly approach and take a look at him silently, and the child in her stomach had the same wish. At this moment, Bai Lu had an attraction and thirst to this man from her blood.

Klaus spotted her at once, his narrowed eyes like sharp blades.

Bai Lu's back stiffened. Her forehead must have been squeezed just now. Why did she feel that this monster was pitiful and adorable?

When Klaus saw the little wolf girl's actions, he couldn't help but laugh. Her round eyes pretended to be unafraid, but in reality, all the legs behind her were curled up in fear.

Ridiculous pet virtue.

The man's eyes changed, hot and sharp, and White Dew could feel it. She could almost feel Klaus's gaze moving across her body, the slight pain brought by the fangs, but more of it was comfort. White Dew stared deeply at Klaus, incomprehensible, as if she were being burned by a small flame.

"Yes."

Klaus smiled even more.

Poirot noticed that Klaus was gnawing at her with his eyes.

She hated the feeling. Klaus had affected her more than anyone else, and it was a feeling she should never have had.

Bailu Yi felt the smile on Klaus' face and shuddered, trying her best to resist the gaze of that damned man. However, in the next second, her steps softened.

Klaus disappeared from Bai Lu's sight on the sofa. He suddenly appeared in front of her, opened his mouth, and started breathing heavily. Bai Lu rubbed her forehead, which was in pain from his firm chest, trying her best to slowly get up.

"Hey, my little wolf girl." Klaus had a funny thought, he was very curious and continued to light the fire, "Humans, especially werewolves, after they became pregnant, don't their hormone secretion become even more vigorous? Why can't you tell?"

A burning/hot fire, a burning of white dew eyes, joking of her sex hormones also have to look at people, okay?!

Bai Lu glanced at him with a smile or not, but her voice hadn't changed at all. She had always been good at self-control, "That depends on who's right. Your cold body and soul, I really can't arouse my interest."

The aloof and elegant woman actually dared to mock him.

Klaus pulled her forward, tormenting Bai Lu's senses. They were too close to each other, so he could not see their facial lines and their bodies. However, his strong instincts told him that something was different.

Compared to the dew from before, she had become... Very different.

Klaus' gentle gaze instantly turned into a knife as it easily slashed across her face. His deep eyes stared at her, and she felt as if a venomous snake was wrapping around her mouth.

Swallowing or not swallowing was a problem.

Klaus enjoyed the little wolf girl's fear. His vision was irregular, from the eyelids to the nose, from the taste to the blood, and then, with a playful sniff of her scalp, he opened his mouth and licked his teeth. This little fellow was... Very healthy food.

White Dew tried to dodge, but Klaus held her in place with one hand.

Ancestral Vampires, their territorial awareness was also very strong and insolent.

"You do indeed have the smell that belongs to me." It was a curious question, but Klaus didn't have the intention of asking for the answer. He had never cared so much about this little fellow, so he didn't need to waste time on finding the truth.

Klaus mumbled to himself. He hadn't noticed anything wrong with this wolf girl before, but now that it was over, the problem became even more interesting.

Her ice-cold fingers were like a snake's tongue that was wrapped around her neck. Seeing her lips turn a little white, her fingers curving, her arteries varicose, Klaus became excited. This was a posture of preparation for an attack.