Chapter 981 Reality (15)

Arthur looked up and looked at him coldly.

Moore smiled. "I think it might be better if you forget it, so I won't dare to remind you."

Arthur was indifferent, his voice was calm and depressed. "She is everywhere. When I sit, she will walk in front of me. When I sleep, she will be in my arms. When I go out, she will Sitting in the chair, telling me to come back soon. When I can't sleep in the castle, she will suddenly pull my cuff and yell at me Arthur..."

Is this not a ghost?

Of course, Moore did not dare to say this.

Arthur only needs to confide, and his fingers are a little stroked. "She is so tall, delicate and weak, I can still smell, the sweetness of her body makes me crazy, and the temperature of her skin. The softness of the lips and the feeling that her fingers are unable to fit on my shoulders, I know."

Moore coughed twice, and laughed and said, "It sounds good."

Arthur immediately flew him a knife.

Moore didn't dare to scream.

Arthur whispered to himself, "but she refused to let me see her face, not once to see her face."

Moore saw him like this, and finally couldn't help but remind him, "She looks very cute, her hair is brown, very long, her eyes are very round, like a cat, especially spirited. Every time I will be angry with you." It’s half dead, but it makes you more powerful.”

Arthur was a little sluggish and his brain was blank.

I can't think of anything.

But his brain told him truthfully, yes, Moore said it was right.

She is very cute.

It is his most lovely creature in this hundred years.

Moore: "Arthur, lost is lost, you don't want to force yourself any more."

He is like this, not far from the eternal sleep.

Because of his state, his exhaustion is terrible.

Arthur waved his hand. "Let's go, I think about it myself."

Moore feels that he is trying his best to lose the blood of his partner. Sometimes it is useless to persuade.

Arthur still can see her.

When I opened the meeting, I saw her sitting outside waiting for him.

The dim light was on her, and everything seemed to be beautiful.

Arthur suddenly couldn't bear to sleep. He was afraid that he would fall into eternity and sleep, and he would not see her.

He was dressed in a black uniform, leaning against the door and looking at her sitting in the chair next to the door.

She turned her back to him, her curly brown hair was high, and the pony tail fell on her back.

Arthur suddenly whispered, "Wei Wei."

She did not answer.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch her.

But in my hand, I only touched the air.

She is gone.

Arthur’s gentle expression was silent, only a dead end.

The rest of the aristocratic blood family who had finished the meeting behind him, cautiously shouted, "Adult?"

Arthur found himself stuck in the doorway and stood for a long time.

A group of **** people in the conference room were blocked by him.

Arthur did not speak, but cold face, and the body walked away.

When you drink a replacement blood bag, the taste is still very difficult to bear.

But the taste of human blood is even more unbearable.

He is somewhat uncomfortable complaining, "It's too hard to drink."

There was a sweet and pretty voice next to the sound. "Arthur, I can taste good, or will I give you some blood?"

Arthur couldn't help but show a soft smile. "You are in poor health, how can I be willing to bite you."

After he finished, he paused and carefully looked to the side.

(End of this chapter)