Chapter 225 Take her away

Chapter 225 Take her away

Her lungs seemed to be losing their normal function, the breath entering her nose became thinner, and she was almost out of breath.

Warm blood flowed out of her nose. Sierra pulled the towel on the wall to cover it. Her back was arched and she was breathing uncomfortably. She didn't even notice when the bedroom door opened.

After finally stopping the nosebleed, she washed away the blood spattered in the basin, then lowered her head and carefully scrubbed the towel clean. Her hands were very red from the cold.

When she raised her hand to hang up the towel, Sierra looked at the mirror casually, her expression instantly froze, and the towel in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

There was a man leaning against the bathroom door. He wore a black suit, a gray cloak, and was buttoned meticulously to the bottom of his neck. He wore a gray plaid tie. His skin was white and transparent, and his cold face was soaked in the warm winter sun coming in from the window, and his face was pale. The black eyes were violent.

"Well hidden, Sera."

His tone was unkind, and as he stepped into the bathroom with dark leather shoes, a cold breath approached.

Her body trembled, her hands held the edge of the sink back, and she quickly calmed herself down, "You came so fast."

His shadow was one step ahead of his figure, enveloping her.

With the cough rising in her throat, Sierra bit the tip of her tongue and tried her best to endure it.

Then, her chin was pinched by gloved fingers, forcing her to look up.

"Rejecting my proposal and running to a war-torn area are you afraid of being killed by me who is playing with my emotions?"

The tone was close to questioning, and the violence in his eyes made Sera unable to say a word.

She has explained the truth, and there is nothing left for her to do now.

She lowered her eyes, stared at the plaid tie on his chest, and said softly: "I didn't think about getting close to you at that time."

It was the temptation and interest you showed in me that forced me to seduce you in order to protect myself.

"Prevent me from sucking your blood?" Rose Hill lowered her head, moved her fingertips from her chin to her neck, and held it lightly but not heavily.

"I was so worried at first." Sierra's throat felt even more itchy, and she bit her lip hard to swallow, "Not anymore after that."

"How does it feel to play with your sincerity? Are you still happy?" Rose Hill ignored the joy in his heart to see her again, and the cruelty in his tone became even more fierce, and his momentum became more terrifying.

Sierra shook her head, her fingertips touched his wrist, her expression became unbearable, "Let me go first."

"The goddess dug out my heart, trampled my body, stepped on my head and rushed to victory. Her skirt swayed above my head, and her smile was full of deception. She never really belonged to me for a moment."

Rose Hill laughed as he spoke, and his bright red lips raised a sharp arc. Then he leaned down and blocked her in front of the washbasin. His voice was full of teasing and ridicule, "Have you cleared the game?"

"Um?"

Sera hammered her hand down, her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes were filled with mist. She twitched the corners of her lips and said palely: "You found me on my way to clear the customs. I seem to have failed."

As soon as she finished speaking, the angry vampire pinched her neck and pulled her towards him. His lips fell and his teeth bit her lips.

For Sera, it was a painful bite, a severe punishment given to her by Rose Hill trying her best to control her strength.

His body was covered with the aura of frost and snow. Sera was not sure how long he had been running on the road, and her heart twitched.

Soon, she couldn't bear it anymore and hit his chest with her hands, trying to break away from his kiss.

Rose Hill hated her resistance, so he hugged her tightly with one hand, abandoning her breath, and just wanted to melt her into his body.

But the taste of blood spreading in his mouth made him relax.

Sierra bit the tip of her tongue, and he subconsciously left her mouth, not wanting to be tempted by her and hurt her.

When she found an opportunity, she quickly turned around, bent down on the sink, and coughed heavily.

The sweetness that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer be controlled. Blood mixed with saliva was coughed out, and the washbasin was covered with traces of her.

Rose Hill's pupils shrank, and an unbelievable emotion spread across his face. As soon as Sera wiped her mouth, her shoulder was pressed by her fingertips, and her body turned around easily.

"what's wrong with you?!"

His voice lost its initial hatred and became shrill.

Sera's face was very pale, her lips were red even though there was blood, and there were tears forced from coughing in the corners of her eyes.

Rose Hill's heart was stabbed by her lifeless face. He held her face, wiped the blood from her lips, stared at her tearful almond eyes, and suddenly became furious, "You just want to use Isn’t this a way to end the game! Isn’t it!”

The hand he placed on his face pressed against Sera's bones, which ached.

She weakly raised her fingertips, poked his face, and asked weakly: "Shouldn't you be happy?"

"I will pay you with my life for trampling on your sincerity."

Rose Hill's expression became strangely stiff, and he seemed to be even more angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "You think this is enough?"

Sierra felt that his face was too hard, so she slid her hand down and poked his lips again, "Then what do you say, I have nothing now."

A look of exhaustion appeared on her face. After standing for so long, her exhausted body stretched to its limit.

Uncontrollably, his legs began to soften and move downward, and the person leaned into his arms.

Rose Hill hugged her waist, resting his chin on the top of her hair, gritting his teeth, "Are you forcing me to forgive you?"

"Well, that's what you say." Sierra hummed weakly, "Please carry me to the bed, I really can't stand anymore."

She was picked up by those cold hands and walked out of the bathroom.

The single bed in the dormitory was cramped and small. Rose Hill just glanced at the bed and walked out of the bedroom with her arms in her arms.

Carol, who came over, saw him holding the pale Sera out, and the flutter in her heart had long since disappeared, replaced by a heavy worry, "Duke Rosehill, where are you taking Sera? She has something wrong with her now. Infectious diseases must be treated.”

"She can't be cured here."

Rose Hill shined the cloak on Sera, and she hid under the cloak with a thin layer of velvet on the back. The cold wind outside the hospital could not blow her, and the vampire's body without temperature could also freeze her enough.

She was shaking uncontrollably, resting her head on his chest, and asked softly: "Where are you taking me? I'm freezing to death."

No one answered her outside, and her low breathing paused obviously.

Not long after, she was carried into a warm and comfortable bedroom.

Aldin had already heated the fireplace vigorously and added enough charcoal fire.

Rose Hill became cautious and gently placed the person on the sofa in front of the fireplace to sit down.

"Partition."

With a cold shout, someone immediately brought a partition and gathered all the hot air around the fireplace around the sofa to warm Sierra.