The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

The little white hairball was pinched by the nape of its neck, its body swayed, its eyes were almost at the same level as the demon's, and the invisible claws almost buried in the hairball struggled indiscriminately.

The demon's beautiful face was full of laziness, his bright red lips moved slightly, and he slowly spit out a few words, with an unknown meaning that was half a smile, "I'm not that angel, you can't suck my blood indiscriminately in the future."

He means it.

Knock the gizmo on the dos and don'ts and don't cross the line.

Only he can take the initiative to reward, and he can't go forward to ask for it on his own.

The little hairball stopped struggling and looked at him silently for a few seconds, then suddenly became docile and obedient.

Seeing that she seemed to understand what he said, Angelus let go of the nape of her neck, held her with the other hand, and was about to continue teasing her, but all he got was a sharp tingling on his fingers, this time the fingertips were not Then there is the tiny electric current that is crisp and numb, and there is only pain.

The vampires can choose whether to inject special glands - to relieve pain and bring other sensory pleasures.

Apparently the imp wasn't injected with glandular hormones.

Angelus let go of his hand slightly, and the little hair ball flew to the other side, transforming into the appearance of a little humanoid girl, with dark red eyes a little annoyed, but she stayed away from the devil and never approached again.

The demon froze slightly, frowning in surprise, but said in a normal tone, "Come here."

The little devil turned his head away from him, and snorted lightly, as if he didn't want to talk to him at all.

Angelus stared at her for a while with deep purple eyes, and then started to ignore her childishly, as if he was going to have a showdown, and he persisted longer than anyone else.

He felt that the little guy would definitely come forward on his own initiative.

But the little devil didn't even look at him, and flew out of the window.

He almost uttered a word to stop her, but he pursed his lips tightly. Seeing her wandering outside the castle instead of leaving, he was inexplicably relieved.

Angelus glanced at it casually, went to lie down in front of the black crystal coffin, and slowly closed his eyes to rest.

For the aloof demon lord, he would not take the initiative to find the little guy who amuses him.

Anyway, he could sense her breath, and she couldn't run very far.

...

Luo Ci flew to the vicinity of the garden, circled around the flowers, as if looking at something, and finally waved her little wings and went to the hall on the first floor.

When the butler saw her, he immediately recognized her as a young guest brought back by His Majesty, and most likely the future mistress.

Probably Aiwujiwu, he had already put a filter on Luo Ci, looked at her kindly and kindly, with a polite manner like an old gentleman, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Luo Ci handed out a blood-colored rose, and said in a soft voice, "Grandpa housekeeper, can I plant this kind of flower in the garden?"

The housekeeper looked slightly surprised, took the bloody rose, and showed a just right smile on his face, "Of course."

His Majesty has never cared about how to match outside the castle, it has always been arranged by the housekeeper himself, now that there is an extra little master, of course he has to follow the little master's preferences.

But it seems that the status of the little master is not low.

The steward remembered that there were only a handful of vampires who owned bloody roses. After all, ordinary vampires would not be able to support them.

The butler immediately took people to arrange the garden.

Luo Ci looked in the direction of the second floor, curled her lips, and didn't intend to go up.

The fragments of the devil card and the fragments of the angel card are obviously different. The devil treats her as a small toy for his entertainment, and does not let her suck his blood, as if she offended him by sucking blood.

If you don't suck, don't suck.

She ground her small teeth, muttered in a low voice, angrily, "Who cares?"

She wouldn't like being around Shard anyway, so she didn't want to share a room with him.

She waved her little wings and flew to the garden, silently watching the actions of the steward and other attendants, took out a blood rose from the ring and bit it slowly.

Then, somewhat resentful, as if to vent her anger, she took a bite of the petal, and her lips were stained with bright red juice, which was a bit strange.

Don't let her suck blood, it's not like she doesn't have other rations.

Humph.

After the butler found her, he kindly asked someone to bring a basket of bloody roses, and handed it over politely.

Luo Ci took the basket slowly, with a slight hesitation in her soft voice, "It seems too much." She couldn't finish it all at once.

The butler smiled and said, "You are growing up now, so you naturally need more nutrition."

Facing such a kind and kind old man as the housekeeper, what else could she say.

Anyway, it could be stored in the ring, so she picked up another bloody rose and slowly felt its sweet juice. It tasted like delicious juice, very delicious.

Probably because of the delicacy, she temporarily forgot the unhappiness brought by the fragments of the devil card. She half-closed her eyes, feeling very satisfied.

Luo Ci remembered that she had to tell the housekeeper about the room, so she flew to the housekeeper again, with a sweet smile on her face, "Grandpa housekeeper, can I live in a room by myself? I sleep a lot, It may disturb His Majesty's rest."

The butler thought about it. In the past, when His Majesty was disturbed to sleep, he would be in a bad mood. The young master and His Majesty are in the same room, and may suffer unwarranted disasters.

However, he remembered what His Majesty said before, knowing that this matter cannot be decided in private, he said with a smile, "You have to ask His Majesty for his opinion. If His Majesty agrees, I will help you arrange it."

Luo Ci nodded her head, the devil card fragments didn't seem to like people who disobeyed his orders, so she probably wouldn't want her to stay in the room either.

She flapped her little wings and flew back to the second floor, and entered the room through the window.

...

After Angelus reverted back to being a demon, he punished the two of them again, and after flying for a day or two, his body was a little tired, so he rested in the coffin.

His consciousness is not asleep, and he can quickly react as long as someone approaches.

The little devil's breath approached little by little, and the corners of his lips could not help but curl up, as if he was proud of it, but also as if he was in control.

The result is not to get close to him?

But then he heard her say, "I want another room."

The devil who closed his eyes for a nap opened his eyes, and even he himself didn't realize the sudden anger in his heart, but it came and went quickly.

He slowly sat up from the coffin, his eyes fell on her, his expression was as lazy as ever, and his voice was light, "Are you sure you don't want to live with me?"

Luo Ci said almost without hesitation, "Sure."

She didn't want to just follow him.

It's okay to talk about other things, but he just treats himself as a dispensable gadget, asking her to be obedient and obedient, and clearly telling her not to cross the line unless he personally bestows it.

Why should she listen to him.

It's better not to deal with fragments for the time being.

Too doggy.

She still likes the angel card fragments, but unfortunately she doesn't know if she will see them again in the future.