Chapter 955 The Blood Prince's Little Blood Servant (94)

Ross hesitated for a while, and finally said, "You just give up."

Bai Weiwei raised her eyes, a little surprised.

Ross let go of her, "Okay, let's go. After Arthur is settled, hurry up and enter the bathroom. I have opened an escape route in the bathroom."

Bai Weiwei hesitated, but in the end she turned around to open the door.

Ross' voice came again.

"If you don't have a chance to start, then when the melee starts, you just pretend you don't know the plan and follow Arthur's side."

At least with Arthur, she won't die.

Bai Weiwei was silent for a moment, and then said coldly, "Don't die yourself, you still have time to worry about others."

After speaking, she raised her foot and left without hesitation.

Bai Weiwei returned to the banquet to find Arthur.

found out that he was not there.

Moore saw that she was pitiful in an environment full of blood clans.

He smiled wickedly, then shook a glass of blood and walked behind her, "Little Blood Servant, are you looking for your master?"

Seeing that it was him, Bai Weiwei immediately took a few steps back with a look of disgust.

Moore didn't mind her disgust either, "Your master is now with Duchess Thor, maybe Arthur will change his mind and kick you to marry Thor."

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the lounge behind the banquet.

Bai Weiwei snorted coldly, "It's none of my business who he marries."

The tone was so sour that you could smell vinegar.

Moore was not angry, shook the blood glass, squinted dangerously and said, "Your identity is only a blood servant. If Arthur doesn't want you any day, I will be the first to drain your blood."

Bai Weiwei's face turned pale and was frightened.

She turned around quickly and ran to the lounge.

Moore's face became indifferent, "Really, how can you be tempted by a human being? If this continues, the number of votes will not be enough."

It would be nice if Bai Weiwei could get out of her own accord.

Bai Weiwei walked to the door and saw that the door was half open.

A female voice begged, "Arthur, I've loved you for so many years, you can't look at me, I'm not even a lowly human being?"

Arthur was indifferent: "Yeah, not comparable."

That prince's younger sister, San Er, couldn't help but said loudly, "I can't compare to you. I can give you the ultimate enjoyment. If my brother can support you to become a king, I can give you anything."

Arthur: "Oh, no need."

This rejection, there is no possibility of ambiguity at all.

Arthur's voice sounded a little disgusted, "Also, put on your clothes, this shriveled hundreds-year-old body is too disgusting, and you are two hundred years older than me, I am a baby in front of you, Don't you think you're molesting a minor?"

This blows.

A teenage baby like a neurotic.

Bai Weiwei suddenly thought, compared to Arthur's age, is she a newborn baby?

She took a peek and saw that Thor was standing naked in front of Arthur.

The body of the white flower is very predictable, very well-proportioned and beautiful.

Is this still disgusting?

San Er suddenly found Bai Weiwei standing at the door, shame flashed on her face.

Then she pulled off the cape, wrapped herself up, turned around and left, passing Bai Weiwei.

She gave her a vicious look.

Bai Weiwei is calm, why do women make trouble for women, why don't they make trouble with men together.

An arm suddenly pulled her into the room.

Arthur raised her face, a trace of grievance on her face.

"There was a woman who wanted to molest me just now."

Bai Weiwei: "...you are so strong, she can't insult you."

Arthur: "She's hundreds of years older than me, and she's better than me."

Bai Weiwei doubted: "Really."

Arthur put away the grievances on his face, "Fake, I am higher than her."

Then he stared at her again.

Bai Weiwei looked dazed.

"Aren't you going to comfort me?"

She felt that San Er was even worse and needed comfort.

Arthur: "My eyes are so bad, looking at dirty things, you kiss."

Bai Weiwei hesitated, as if she was hesitating.

Arthur put his hands behind his back, bent over and put his face in front of her.

"You kiss."

Such a delicate and handsome face, such a pitiful pleading.

As if bewitched, she couldn't help kissing.

He wants to have this sweetness forever.

Her hand suddenly touched his neck gently.

Arthur didn't stop her, even condoned her approach.

But in the next second, he could have stopped it, but he quickly patted her hand, and he stopped severely.

With that kind of power, her hands would crack.

This hesitation.

The injection in her hand had pierced into his skin, and the cold struck, freezing his body.

It also froze the tenderness in his eyes.