Vincent was the first to notice Shen Ziyu, and then he was in front of her in an instant.
He watched her stretch out and walk out of bed.
Her pupils did not change at all, as if she had been damaged in a villa.
"People" are not him.
"What's wrong with you?"
Vincent frowned and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was okay.
"Ah, it's just that the power is a little out of control."
The explanation was insignificant, and the indifference on his face did not reveal the madness of that moment at all.
There is still a sense of anxiety that has not yet woken up, as if the dream is really just a dream.
Blake, who was still stunned not far away and came a step late, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he heard this.
He looked at the villa around him that had already been in ruins: "This is called a bit out of control."
Ah, it is no longer a ruin, it has been reduced to the ground.
At this time, Blake vaguely understood what Vincent meant when he talked to him yesterday.
It's just that the more this happens, the more he likes challenges and so on, always looking for some fun in the infinite life.
Shen Ziyu glanced at him, not knowing much about Blake.
Especially his eyes gave her the feeling that he was more interested in toys "Sheila, are you injured?"
Vincent is obviously a vampire, and he can smell it if he is bleeding.
But it happened that he acted stupidly at this time, which surprised Blake who was standing aside.
It seems that Vincent is just unaware of it.
Shen Ziyu still felt good about this pure-blood king who provided him with a place to sleep: "I'm sorry for destroying your place."
Although these words did not sound too apologetic, Vincent shook his head indifferently.
They are all guys who have lived for thousands of years and have plenty of houses and stuff.
Seeing this, Blake on the side couldn't help but interject: "Since Vincent, your residence here is ruined, why not Sheila go live in my place."
Although it was just a suggestion, the flash in his eyes was obviously that he wanted to be first in line.
"Black" Vincent took a heavy breath, suppressed the slight anger in his heart, and shouted his name with a hint of warning.
Vincent didn't expect Blake to say such words suddenly.
He knew what he was doing, so he spoke almost as soon as Blake finished speaking.
Despite this, Blake still didn't take his tone to heart.
"Not interested."
Shen Ziyu refused directly, and then a coat appeared out of thin air and he put it on first.
The silver threads were scattered on the shawl, and the pair of crimson eyes filled with mist and sleepiness also yawned.
Oh, actually the original owner owns a house.
It's just a little far away.
Shen Ziyu, whose laziness attacks him anytime and anywhere, happened to choose a nearby place.
But if this place is destroyed now, then she will go back.
"Go to my other residence."
Vincent pointed to a place not far away, where he could vaguely see the shadow of another villa.
Shen Ziyu responded lightly and agreed.
At worst, wait until you wake up completely before going back.
Then I'll look for where my idiot is.
Blake wasn't even remotely dissatisfied with Sheila's reaction, after all, it was when he was still interested.
He fantasized in his mind that he would be able to get closer to her when he captured the cat with thorny claws. aa2705221: