Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Why.

Why are there so many unbridgeable existences between them?

Is it true that if he was not a subordinate of His Highness Louis and she was not brought back to the palace by His Highness Louis, they could have stayed together happily for the rest of their lives?

She was his taboo, but he couldn't help but touch her again and again.

Between them, he was always the one who felt guilty.

The time for the second negotiation has long passed, and it is now two hours beyond the agreed time.

Looking at the time pointed on the clock, the human representative was waiting at the negotiating table opposite, looking ugly.

On the opposite side, Sheng Jiaoyang and Lester never came.

Kalisia looked at the time again and wanted to ask Rusfan, who was sitting opposite, to call their vampire representative.

It's just that the uncertain lvb vampire noble seems to be more impatient than them while waiting.

Rusfan looked down at the ground with a gloomy face, and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall countless times. There were even a few times when he suddenly and nervously kicked the table legs in front of him, showing great annoyance and making a loud noise.

It seems that there is no harmony within their vampire clan.

The human negotiators thought.

Among them, Fossey asked to see his daughter to confirm whether Sa'an was okay.

So Rusfan, the only person present who was qualified to make the decision, ordered the half-dead woman to be carried out from the room where the hostages were held.

"Saan!" The moment he saw his daughter, Fossey jumped up from his position. Tears overflowed from his eyes when he saw the bloody flesh on his daughter's body.

He secretly hated it, but had no choice but to bury his hatred for those vampires firmly in his heart: "Sa'an, my precious daughter, daddy will take you home right away."

Sa'an also shed tears, and the tears flowed through the wounds on her face, causing burning pain. She couldn't help but look at the high-spirited young man sitting in the middle, and then looked at her father.

"Don't worry about me, dad. I'm fine. I will survive until the day when I see the victory of mankind come."

Rusfan turned around, glanced at the scene of deep love between father and daughter, and gave a disdainful "tsk" in his mouth.

"Why hasn't Lester brought Jiaoyang over?" Rusifan's face darkened for a moment, and his expression became strangely distorted, "He can't do it to the point where she can't even stand up."

Thinking of this, Rusfan lowered his head, and the look on his gorgeous face became a little lonely.

He laughed at himself: "You should have gotten used to it a long time ago, right? After all, it was you who took the initiative to send her to his bed in the first place. Perhaps from that moment on, it was destined that you would never be as good as her in her heart. Let’s go to Leicester.”

Kalisia had been paying close attention to Rusfan's movements, but when she saw him lowering his head and muttering nervously, he frowned.

"What are you doing again?"

And Britton, from the beginning until now, has been sitting in his seat silently.

His slender body wrapped in uniform sat on a chair with his legs crossed and one arm draped on the back of the chair. No matter what the people around him said to him, he nodded or shook his head unconsciously, as if he was lost in some kind of thoughts. , his eyes were dull and he said nothing.