Chapter 236 Who do you like again?

Chapter 236 Who do you like again?

The soft and fragrant body beneath her and the sweet taste of milk she had just drank in her mouth made Rose Hill clearly realize that she was indeed back.

His breath was icy and cold, and his movements contained hidden fire.

Half a year after her death, she was back in his arms, whole.

Sierra tilted her head slightly, twisted her fingers around his clothes, and gasped, "Don't you stop jumping into traps?"

I regretted it the next second, it was so fast.

"Play a game with you again." Rose Hill held her fingers on her shirt, pursed her bright red lips, and mocked with suppressed desire in her eyes, "This world is bad enough."

Sera was stunned for a moment, her eyes gradually became watery, "Are you an idiot? You must make this a miserable world."

"What does it matter?" He bent down and pressed her neck against her neck, hugging her. "Since the 14th century, I have only cared about power and wealth. They filled the desire and emptiness in my heart. Later, you gave me false love, even though that A lie, but something new I’ve wanted for so many years.”

He does whatever it takes to get it.

Sera hugged his head and said in a muffled voice, "But people who have suffered from war and vampire threats are innocent, and you shouldn't treat them like this."

Rose Hill was a madman, but this madman rubbed her neck, his voice lonely and pitiful, "Am I not innocent?"

Sierra was speechless, she was an emotional liar, she was the culprit.

She silently closed her arms, holding his blond hair with her fingertips, and after a long time she whispered: "I'm sorry, Rose Hill."

He didn't answer her, and he didn't want to reply that it didn't matter.

I can't say it, and I don't want to say it.

Before Sera could wait for his words, her tired and running body couldn't hold on any longer, so she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

After a long time, Rose Hill came out of her arms, covered her with the quilt, and held her tightly in his arms. His golden frizzy hair spread over his hand, and he picked up a strand and put it to his lips and kissed it.

Even though he had a different look, he still liked her, and his body ached from liking her.

In the morning, Sierra was woken up by Su. Rose Hill was not around, but she brought breakfast and new clothes.

Sierra kept one important thing in mind. Carter's child was still suffering from a high fever in the hotel, and Mrs. Tracy was still waiting for her to bring medicine back. Their current situation was very bad.

She hurriedly got out of bed and put on her clothes. The clothes Su chose were just the right size, and there was a ring of fluffy white fox fur around the collar, which was very warm when rubbed against her neck.

"Can you prepare another breakfast?"

Sera requested, and Su subconsciously said: "Master won't eat this thing."

"It's not for him, I want takeout..."

"Oh, there's more in the kitchen, I'll prepare it for you later." Su nodded, and overnight, this woman stepped on all of their shoulders.

She looked at Sera nonchalantly. She looked like she was only in her early twenties. She smelled good, but was thin, weak and malnourished, and there was no comparison with the daughter of Earl Shugugan painted in the living room.

How could the master suddenly become interested in such an ordinary woman? She didn't even think she was half as beautiful as herself.

She walked to the door and turned back, "You are so lucky."

Sierra blinked, "Huh?"

"Generally speaking, you should have become fertilizer under the grass last night." Su smiled and walked out of the bedroom door.

Sierra glanced out the window. The grass was still green in the winter, and she shrank her neck.

It shouldn't be difficult for her to persuade Rose Hill to restrain his behavior, or even ask him to help quell the war.

Sierra put on her shoes and went downstairs.

Mawson Manor is exceptionally quiet today, too quiet.

The door of the newly renovated 'Blood Bank' in the piano room was open. She turned around to take a look and found that there were two more familiar pianos inside. The terrifying scene she saw yesterday was gone, and the new piano room was several times larger.

She walked downstairs again, stepping on the red carpet. There was no vampire in the living room, and the largest painting above the fireplace was gone.

Sierra stopped for a moment and walked around the house, confirming that the manor yesterday was completely different from the manor today.

Rose Hill thought she would be afraid, so she changed her mind?

She returned to the living room, and Su handed her the paper bag of take-out food.

"Do you have money?" Sierra asked again, and then said awkwardly: "I have needs."

Su looked behind her, "Where do you want to go? The master didn't say let you go."

"Just going to meet a friend." As soon as Sera finished speaking, a vase behind the stairs near the stairs was broken into pieces.

She turned around and saw Rose Hill next to the broken porcelain pieces, with cold and angry eyes.

"Who to meet? Eric? Or Locide?"

He couldn't contain the anger and hatred in his voice at all, and he had already wanted to kill them.

Seeing that he was so angry, Sierra quickly explained: "No, it's another friend."

"Who do you like again?" He grabbed her wrist and wanted to break it with force, but he did not dare to increase the strength of his fingertips for fear of really hurting her.

He didn't want to hurt her, but he was hurt by her over and over again. If he were a human being, he would definitely jump in anger with the veins on his forehead popping out.

Seeing that he was furious, Su ran away. She went to prepare a sack, planning to return later to put Sierra's body in it and throw it outside on the lawn for burial.

Hopefully her blood won't stain the carpet that was changed this morning.

Sierra took a step forward helplessly, pressed her forehead into the cold chest, and comforted him gently, "No, it was a mother and son who supported me all the way to come to you. They gave me a lot of help on the way. , without them I would probably starve to death.”

"So you want to go see them?" Rose Hill said calmly, his temper softening like a punctured ball.

"Are you going with me?" Sierra raised her head, took his hand and shook it, her voice was as sweet as honey mixed with it, "Are you going?"

Rose Hill hooked her fingertips and finally held her, "Okay."

There is nothing wrong with him, as long as she is by his side, he can ask for anything.

Su felt that time was almost up, so she walked to the living room with a large sack in her hand, and happened to see her owner holding the little girl's hand, interlocking their fingers and going out side by side.

If she hadn't been blind, she would have seen that the cloak he was wearing was draped over the little girl's shoulders to help protect her from the wind.

Su lowered his head and glanced at the sack in his hand that was intended to contain the body, and silently put it back.

If it hadn't been for the war and the wires had been damaged, she would have made a phone call to ask Aldin, who was far away in the capital, what was going on.

Didn't he say that the master's heart died with love? From last winter to this winter, and now that spring is about to begin, he has changed his mind.

Sierra went to Wally's hospital.

She asked Rose Hill, took the money, ran to buy medicine, and then went to the nearby fruit shop to buy a fruit basket, and then went to the hotel to deliver things.