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As the young majesty of the blood race, Anrolios instinctively wanted to say blood servants, but in the minds of ordinary humans, there was no such concept.

After a brief thought, he found the most suitable vocabulary. In this society, when people recognize who a girl belongs to, they use the word wife.

The teacher's expression stiffened for a moment.

The girl looked very young just now and didn't look like a mother, so the teacher asked if she was the child's sister. I didn't expect that this beautiful and soft little guy in front of him would actually export his wife...

The teacher was a little dumbfounded, and patiently and kindly said: "Do you like sister very much?"

Anrolios nodded slightly. If the desire for control over slaves counts as liking, then of course you can.

In his beautiful black and white eyes, a strange red flashed past, and his emotions were flat.

The teacher smiled and guided the children: "If you like your sister, you must be obedient and study hard."\u0026amp;1t;i\u0026amp;gt;\u0026amp;1t;/i\u0026amp;gt;

Anrolios nodded lightly again.

On the first day of the class, the little devil king caught the attention of the whole class without any surprise.

After class, he was invited to play games by the little boys, but the little blood clan refused coldly, and was shyly invited by the little girls to jump the rubber band, and Anrolios immediately shook his head.

At noon, there was a little girl who wanted to share her lunch box with him. After being rejected, she looked disappointed, and sat back in her seat to eat silently. And the vampire who rejected the person still had a calm expression on his face.

The teachers also paid special attention to this child with too outstanding appearance. No one paid any attention to him when they saw him. They even called people over to talk kindly.

He seemed to be too indifferent to the group. The teachers naturally hoped that the new children could also make friends, not to mention such cute children.

During this period, a female teacher wanted to touch his head, but was avoided by the child. Anrolios's dark eyes stared directly at the teachers, inexplicably feeling a pressure, as if lingering with a cold chill. \u0026amp;1t;i\u0026amp;gt;\u0026amp;1t;/i\u0026amp;gt;

After talking for a while, the children were now ignoring, and the teachers had no choice but to let them leave.

"He doesn't seem to be interested in anything..."

"Well, next time you see your parents, ask them. If this is the case at home, you should be vigilant. The psychological growth of children is also very important..."

The teachers all nodded in agreement.

Anrolios kept his cool and indifferent. It was not until the end of school that the female teacher saw a hint of expression on his fair face. She seemed to be a little happy, and walked out of the door with a small schoolbag on her back.

The teacher hurriedly stopped him, "An Luo, you can't run around. You have to wait for the parents to pick you up before leaving."

The child stopped.

The school is a bit far from where I live, and it may be strange if I can go back smoothly.

He obediently walked back and sat down, still carrying his small schoolbag, and waiting silently.

Every parent who comes to pick him up will notice this beautiful little guy, showing a slightly amazed and loving gaze, but the child just sits and waits as if he doesn't notice it at all.

After half an hour, the teacher looked at the child with a cold expression and said softly, "An Luo, put down your schoolbag and wait. Is my sister picking you up today?"

"Yeah." Anrolios nodded, but did not put down his schoolbag obediently.

It was getting dark.

The teacher looked at the clock.

Anluolisi's blushing lips pursed into a straight line, and there was a trace of irritability of unknown meaning in his eyes.