"Ha ~"
sitting in the first place, Remilia yawned and complained with her bleary eyes.
"I'm a vampire. Why do I have to go to bed early and get up early, and have three meals or the same?"
No one answered this question to Remilia. Even in the night of loyalty to Remilia, she put her breakfast in front of Remilia, ignoring her complaints.
I think that for this matter, Remilia must have complained many times, and she also understood that every time she told Remilia that she was not working hard, she had to be forced to get up and eat when she took photos, right
Don't think that Juye is loyal to Remilia, just think that whatever Remilia says, Juye will do it. If something is not beneficial to Remilia, Juye will not do it, or even force Remilia to do it according to her own opinions.
To this, Remilia is also distressed, but also understand that night is for their own good, only obedient to do.
From this point of view, Remilia is really a good person.
On the other hand, Fran rubbed her eyes all the time, listless, but she didn't complain as much as Remilia. She looked at the breakfast in front of her, turned her head and looked at her side.
There, a deacon dressed speechless is staring at the black tea in the tea set in his hand tray. His brow is stirring from time to time, which looks like something unexpected.
Seeing this, Flemish asked curiously.
"Brother, what's the matter with you?"
Hearing Fran's voice, Remilia and Zha night also looked speechless, curious to see him staring at the black tea in the tray of tea set.
"What's the matter, Lord Bai?" The night was a little troubled.
"Is there something wrong with my black tea?"
"Impossible!" Without waiting for a silent answer, Remilia spoke with vigilance.
"The black tea at night is the most advanced, and it is impossible for you to make mistakes in the small work of making black tea. Although you are the steward of the Red Devils hall, I warn you that you should not try to make trouble at night by doing something that is not necessary..."
"Am I such a person in your mind?" Speechless took his eyes back from the tea set. There was no deacon who should have looked like a deacon. She gave Remilia a white look.
"I'm just surprised by the ingredients of these black teas..."
"Accident?..." Remilia, Fleming and Zha ye all have doubts on their faces.
"If I don't hear it wrong..." Put the tray in hand on the desktop, speechless looking at the night.
"Should blood be added to the black tea?"
"It's my fault..." Hearing the silent words, he bowed on the spot.
"I forgot to tell Mr. Bai that the eldest lady likes to add type B blood in black tea. The unsuspecting Mr. Bai will feel that there is a problem that should be solved..."
"Well, I didn't mean to punish you for this..." Looking at the way of bowing and apologizing in the night, he waved with a silent smile.
"It's just that I rarely see people add blood to their diet, so I'm just surprised..."
"Rarely?..." Remilia tilted her head and her face became more confused.
"Although adding blood to black tea is my own hobby, adding blood to diet is not a very rare thing for vampires, is it?"
Indeed, many vampires like to add their favorite blood to their own red wine. For some vampire aristocrats, this tendency is a kind of enjoyment.
But Remilia prefers black tea to red wine, so she adds blood to black tea.
As for speechless, since he is the most noble true ancestor of vampire, he should also have his own preferences in this respect, such as adding blood to favorite food, right
Unfortunately, Remilia forgot one thing.
"Unlike ordinary vampires, true ancestors don't need blood to survive!" Silent a little reminder.
"So, I don't usually suck blood. No, I should say, up to now, I have never sucked anyone's blood, not to mention specially drinking it!"
"Never sucked blood?" Remilia and Juye were surprised at the same time.
"Are you a vampire?" Remilia's face was full of contempt.
"Don't you know what it means to a vampire that he hasn't sucked blood?"
For vampires, vampires who haven't sucked blood are just like human beings who haven't drunk milk. They all mean immaturity and halfheartedness.
If the king of wordless vampire has never drunk blood, Remilia would never mind laughing at him.It's a pity that Remilia has miscalculated.
"Since there's no need to drink blood, it's the same as normal people's diet, isn't it right?" Speechless glanced at Remilia, as if seeing through her mind, she smiled.
"Besides, for you, I'm really a little boy. After all, I'm not even thirty..."
"You What do you say?... " The contempt on Remilia's face was replaced by amazement.
"You say, you're not thirty?"
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