Chapter 90 Humans of the Blood Race ([-])

After Si Qing brought Ning San'er to a gorgeously decorated but dimly lit hall, he let go of her hand, sat down on a chair at a long table, and picked up a glass of red liquid on it , savoring carefully.

Ning San'er looked at Si Qing's face, then at the servants standing beside him with their heads bowed, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, why did he bring her here?
Do you want to be with these people and your own blood?

Ning San'er suddenly felt that her neck was a little cold, and couldn't help shivering.

If it's just a fight, even if she can't beat the people here, she still has a way to escape.

But... the ability to control one's own body...

Do you really want to die here?
Pursing her lips, Ning San'er's body couldn't help shaking, and she even couldn't help taking a step back.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing Ning San'er's little move, Si Qing frowned slightly.

Hearing this, Ning San'er shook her head, reached out and stroked her arm, trying to expel the chill in her heart.

Seeing this, Si Qing frowned even tighter.

Is it that cold?
He glanced coldly at the attendant standing beside him, "Go and light the fireplace!"

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in the attendant's eyes, but he still walked quickly to the side and lit the fireplace that had never been used.

The blood race has never been afraid of the cold. Did your lord do such absurd things for that captive?
The follower's eyes quietly fell on Ning San'er who was standing aside, and then looked away the moment Ning San'er turned his head to look over.

It is better to get rid of this kind of woman who can disturb the mood of adults as soon as possible.

Looking at the busy attendant with his head down, Ning San'er frowned, did he do something bad?
Why is that person so hostile to him?

Seeing Ning San'er focus on other people, Si Qing's peach blossom eyes flashed a stern look, what a Ning San'er, he is already here, how dare he look at other men?

Licking his fangs, Si Qing put the cup in his hand on the table, and said to Ning San'er, "Come here!"

Hearing this, Ning San'er recovered and looked at Si Qing, blinking her big almond eyes, why did she go over?

Is he going to bite himself now?

"Are you waiting for me to invite you?"

Seeing Ning San'er not coming over, Si Qing's eyes became even more angry.

Ning San'er swallowed her saliva, and walked slowly in front of Si Qing.

Compared to losing control over her body, Ning San'er felt that it would be better for her to obediently walk over.

"Why are you so far away from me? Afraid I will bite you?"

Looking at Ning San'er who was a full meter away from her, Si Qing narrowed her eyes unkindly, how dare she be afraid of herself?
Ning San'er nodded subconsciously, and then realized that she nodded...

Ning San'er: ...

She thinks she's so stupid...

Looking at the various small expressions flashing across Ning San'er's face, the anger in Si Qing's heart dissipated in an instant.

snort!
Stupid human beings!

Stupid!
I won't even tell a lie!

After glaring at Ning San'er coldly, Si Qing pulled his lips, "Sit down and have dinner with me!"

Ning San'er looked at the blood-red cup in front of Si Qing, feeling a million reluctance in her heart.

She's not a vampire, she doesn't want to drink blood...

(End of this chapter)

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