"Xiaoyou, can I marry you from now on?" Ying Zemu touched Xiaoyou's head, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and looked at her with a doting look on his face...
"Eh? Brother Mu... what is marriage? Why can't I marry you?" An Xiaoyou asked Ying Zemu stupidly.
"Idiot Xiaoyou! You should have said marriage!"
An Xiaoyou blinked and said innocently: "Marry? Okay, okay! Then Xiaoyou will marry Brother Mu!"
"Idiot Xiaoyou... I love you!" Ying Zemu looked at An Xiaoyou happily, stretched out his hand to scratch her nose, and touched her head lovingly...
This scene, in Ying Zexia's eyes, was so dazzling...
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"I love her!" Ying Zexia looked at Ying Zemu in front of him, "That girl is mine!" The seventeen-year-old Ying Zexia had already fallen in love with An Xiaoyou...
"Brother... how could you... she is mine, and I promised her to marry her as my bride!" Sixteen-year-old Ying Zemu did not hesitate to have a big fight with his brother for An Xiaoyou...
"I said it's mine, so it must be mine, Ying Zemu! Don't fight with me, you know you are no match for me!" Ying Zemu was stunned by the kingly aura exuding from Ying Zexia's body.
Ying Zemu knew that he would not be the successor of His Highness the Vampire in the future... The man with noble blood in front of him was his brother...
The surrounding area is full of floral fragrance and filled with murderous aura...