Chapter 567 The Little Blood Servant of the Vampire Duke 11
Avis turned his head and glanced.
The little blood servant didn't take off the blindfold.
She was sitting on the sofa, her long, straight black hair spread over her nightgown.
She slightly raised her little face to look at him, looking very delicate and lovable.
"how?"
Ives rarely showed some patience.
After all, the taste of this little blood servant is rare and sweet, especially at certain times, the taste of blood is far more mellow and sweet than when it is fearful.
So he didn't mind making this cute little blood servant happy.
He saw the little blood servant timidly raising his head in his direction.
Ruanruan said: "Mr. Campbell, can Jiaojiao have her own clothes?"
"oh?"
Elvis glanced at the nightgown she was wearing.
"Don't you like what Luther is going to give you?"
The little blood servant shook his head slightly.
"Because you're not used to it?"
Duke Campbell is still very patient.
His fingers traced the mountain peaks carelessly.
As expected, the face of this delicate little blood servant turned red.
"Are you shy?"
The little blood servant nodded slightly.
"Is that okay Lord Campbell?"
She raised her beautiful face expectantly, and her eyes were covered by black cloth, so she couldn't see the man in front of her.
But she still lowered her head in panic and shyness.
For some reason, Ives remembered the cheongsam she wore at the auction.
The high collar covered her beautiful neck, but exposed her white and slender legs.
The buttons of the cheongsam were torn by him, and they were probably disposed of by Luther.
Avis's eyes were a little deeper.
I twisted my fingers a few times.
Because he could no longer remember the feeling of tearing open the buttons.
This made him a little dissatisfied.
So he agreed to the little blood servant's request.
"You will get what you want."
Then Ives left.
Not long after, Luther came in.
He was still as cold as ever, but when he saw her being put down and sitting on the sofa, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He asked the blood slave to take her back, then turned around and went to look for a cheongsam for her.
A few days later, the new clothes Gu Ruojiao requested were delivered.
There are only two colors: red and black, and they are all high-collar slit cheongsams.
However, the style is complicated and retro, with a lot of Chinese embroidery on it, and it can be seen that a lot of thought has been put into it.
Gu Ruojiao picked a black cheongsam and put it on.
The embroidery on it is red peonies, and the dark patterns are brown branches, covering the entire cheongsam, which is dignified and luxurious.
She pulled her hair up high, but that was all.
It's better for a blood servant not to dress too delicately.
Then she was taken to that room again.
Luther still had her covered with a cloth and tied up.
Not long after, Avis came over.
Gu Ruojiao could only feel that there was one more person in the room, but the man had not come over yet. He seemed to be standing somewhere, looking at her carefully.
This feeling of peeping made her feel a little uneasy and scared.
She wanted to hide, but her hands were tied above her head and she couldn't hide herself.
She looks so weak and helpless, making people want to hug her.
So the man finally had enough and came over.
“It’s beautiful.”
He gently picked up a strand of her hair that was hanging down on her face, put it to his nose and smelled it.
“It smells good too.”
I don’t know whether he is talking about her fragrance or the fragrance of blood.
The tips of the little blood servant's ears turned slightly red.
She seemed to want to turn her head to look at him, but in the end she didn't turn around.
He just shouted "Sir Campbell" softly.
The man responded casually, his eyes passing over the beautiful neck that was completely blocked by the high collar.
