Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"The master needs to be closer so Drahera can better protect the master."

"So, please don't be willful, Master. Otherwise, I will be worried."

The reasons he gave were sufficient and legitimate, making it impossible to find anything wrong with him.

The little girl had no choice but to remain silent.

Walk through the narrow streets and walk over the arched bridges above the river.

The sunshine today is very good, so good that it is a little too warm, making people feel warm unconsciously.

Residents in the town are coming and going. The drugstore on the street is open, and next to it is an elegant bookstore. There are wind chimes hanging outside the bookstore, tinkling bells, and the wind keeps ringing.

On the way to visit Laurel, little girl Mia visited the flower shop, browsed the cake shop, selected many books she had never read before, bought beautiful new fabrics, and customized shoes and perfume.

She was so happy that she didn't even notice that Mr. De La Hera was holding her hand.

Mr. De La Hera paid the money and ordered the merchant to deliver the goods to the designated place.

After getting a lot of money, the businessman readily agreed and also gave many gifts.

At this time, the little girl Mia, who was standing aside and waiting, was attracted by the flash of black shadow in the narrow alley beside.

She blinked and stood still, not moving.

And deep in the alley where she could see, a sweet cake was placed there, exuding an extremely tempting fragrance.

The fragrance floated in the air, like an invisible hand, hooking her, making her want to go there involuntarily.

Little girl Mia didn't understand why that ordinary-looking little cake was so attractive to her.

It was so big that she swallowed hard and wanted to run over immediately.

Of course, the smart little girl Mia just stood there and watched without moving.

After paying the money, Mr. De La Hera held her hand again, half-armed her shoulders, and wanted to take her away.

The smart little girl Mia shook her head, and pointed in the direction of the alley under Mr. Drahera's gaze.

She whispered: "Sir, I saw a piece of cake just now. That cake looked delicious."

Drahela paused and glanced over with sharp eyes.

Sure enough, there was a piece of cake sitting quietly there, smeared with inexplicably sweet cream.

I don’t know what was added to it, but it has an extremely irresistible attraction to underage vampires.

As long as you smell it, the underage little vampire will be easily seduced, and then

Mr. De La Hera pulled Mia into his arms, lowered his eyelids, and looked calm.

"Dear master, it's getting late. Let's come see your friend tomorrow, okay?"

"." Mia looked at him confused, "But it's only one o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun hasn't even set yet."

How can it be considered late at one o'clock at noon?

A simple little girl doesn't understand.

Mr. De La Hera smiled slightly, his beautiful pale eyebrows completely cooled by the sunlight.

He gently held her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, saying in a low voice, "Master, be good and go back today, okay?"

After tonight, he will tidy up here and come out tomorrow.

"." The little girl had no choice but to lower her head and said oh, looking a little wilted.

Mr. De La Hera hugged her tightly, seemed to sigh, and smiled.

He whispered: "It's my fault for not cleaning up in advance."

Danger that should not occur, in the future

Definitely never again.