MTL - Rescuing the Supporting Character-Chapter 89 Vampire's Melee 14

After the stupid cat repeatedly rejected his kindness, Angus was finally impatient. He directly pushed the two dishes to the warm side of the nest: "Give you two choices, or else you will eat, or you will die."

Wen Ru looked up, rubbed the cat food on the left, then blinked the blood on the right side, got up, and did not return to the bottom of the bed.

Angus, who was completely ignored, patiently warned, keeping his movements in front of the nest, blinking slowly, "It’s not a good habit to be a pet."

His voice was cold and cold, Angus slowly turned his head, and his eyes fluttered down to the big bed in the middle of the bedroom. "Since you don't want to live, then I will fulfill you."

Don't want to live? Wen Ruo looked up at the white hair on his front paws, and he couldn’t help.

After a short silence, the occlusal on top of his head was violently smothered by Angus. As soon as the fur on the back of the neck was tight, Angus’s pale face was strongly reflected in her. The fundus!

The dark red bloodshot is like an evil totem, spreading from his eyes. His slightly open lips reveal the tip of the white fangs, and the blue eyes are almost black.

He is still the same as before, tall, pale as if he never stood in the sun. His eyes are not deep, and it is impossible to find out. If Angus does not speak, no one will know what is in his heart, what is this second, and the next second, will not turn back again. people.

Wen Ru, who was raised in the air, had no doubt that Angus couldn't bear to kill it in the next moment. It could already feel that his heavy killings were coming.

He always does this, no matter how amiable it is before, when you can't get the results you want, you will reveal your own nature - cruel, ruthless.

However, Wen is still not moving, it just calmly looks at the fangs of Angus. His irregular black hair fluttered soothingly because of the breeze brought by the action, and it fell quietly.

Angus intimidated his fangs, and the high-pitched kitten in his hand looked at him indifferently, like watching a stranger who was unreasonable.

Its response is so different, but it evokes Angus' interest.

He provoked its small chin, and the thin pulse beats at his cold fingertips. Angus could almost imagine the feeling that his nails slid across the fragile neck and its sweet blood splashed on his skin.

He happily licked his own itchy teeth and endured the urge to tear the throat: "Are you scared, or as I thought, there is a soul that doesn't belong to you?"

Wen Ruo is silent, and the ice-blue round has no slight floating of emotions.

Angus carefully observed it for a long while, suddenly squatting at it, slowly turning downstairs. Downstairs, Elliott was sitting at the window reading a book. There was a cup of black tea and a few discs of delicate tea on the small round table in front of him. The sun shone on him and he was dyed with a warm aperture.

Hearing the sound, he looked up slightly and saw his arrogant second brother put the new members of the family on the bar, and opened the refrigerator to pick up the place, not knowing what to look for.

There is only one bottle of freshly-purchased flowers from Elliot on the neat bar, and the big colorful gerbera blooms. The little-named kitten quietly crouched beside the vase, its slender figure was hidden in the drooping disk, and the weak little head did not have a large flower.

Elliot unconsciously, the bottom of his heart softened, just like a vampire can't be allowed in the world, it looks so quiet, it is so out of place with their family full of unnatural creatures.

He picked up the pages of the book and got up and walked over: "Angus, what are you looking for, need my help?"

“No,” Angus found a piece of fresh meat from the bottom of the refrigerator, rolled up his sleeves and washed it on the chopping board. He picked out the sharpest cleaver in the knife holder and blinked a few times on the meat. "This is a small point, I can get it by myself."

Angus slashed quickly, and the bright blade was danced with a shadow. He couldn't see his gesture completely, only to hear a whisper of continuous flesh on the frozen meat.

His strength is accurate to the extreme, it seems that the murderous methods of these years have been integrated into it, each knife can completely cut the meat, but it will be recovered at the moment when the board is about to be picked up, and then repeated The previous action.

Looking at him in black and black pants, standing upright in the spacious open kitchen, he was able to cut a piece of pork that was not beautiful, and as if he knew what he wanted to do, he slowly sat up.

The piece of meat that was frozen with hoarfrost changed from a whole piece to a piece of crystal, which was neatly placed on the chopping board, and then changed from a sheet to a filament, and then, by him. It became a fine meat.

Angus's coveted carelessly copied the meat with boiled water, removed the smell, then added water to a large pot and opened the fire for cooking.

When he washed his hands and turned back, he saw sitting quietly on the bar, staring at his white cat, and slightly hooking his mouth, the smile was a bit complicated, like looking through it, watching Other people are generally embarrassed.

Wen Ruo is somewhat unclear, what kind of mood he is at this moment. It was the first time that he saw Angus cooking for others. His posture was as beautiful as having done this many times.

The cooked meat is not rich in meat, and there is no smell. Angus has not even placed the most basic spices, but it feels that there is an inexplicable heart.

Wen is awkwardly leaning over, and it is rare to docilely clean the food in his dish. Maybe it doesn't understand the man as he imagined. Maybe, he is not as hopeless as the information.

The warmth of renewed spirits was in the warm sunshine of the afternoon, and new bedding was ushered in. The owner of the furniture store who delivered the door to the owner of the villa expressed his sincere appreciation for the act of changing the furniture for three days.

The fat boss smiled and stuffed a large new sales brochure into Angus’s hands. He began to infuse a vampire and transformed the ancient Baroque Villa Vipassana into a modern, new classical style. possibility.

The blue veins on Angus's forehead jumped in undetectable.

Elliott quickly rushed to his new look at the folds of his folds before his eyes were getting cold. "I will solve it here, you take it to the forest." The fresh air outside is good for the recovery of its injuries."

Behind the city of Wucheng, there is an undeveloped forest. A long time ago, there used to be a place where the nearby nobles would have nothing to do. The mayor also often holds him and Elliot to go hunting with friends.

Angus remembers that at that time, their mother was still there, and she would happily kiss the children's cheeks as they returned with their rich spoils.

He hasn't been to this place for a long time, since his mother died...

Angus sat on the top of the tall tree, and the lush lush forest was under his feet. The layers of leaves reflected a little golden light, and the sun fell on the shoulders of his shoulders, but it seemed that he could not enter his deep eyes.

"If Cecil does not appear, maybe the mayor and the couple can maintain the exemplary love on the surface."

His voice is calm and leisurely. It seems that the past can no longer arouse his indignation. He does not mind that no one here should be right, and the person he mentioned is not his parents at all.

"The kid is like a beast that has entered the crowd. The body is broken and stinks in the house that doesn't belong to him."

The wind on the top of the tree was very strong, and Wen couldn’t help but drill into the arms of Angus. Through a thin black shirt, his chest did not have a undulation, no heartbeat and breathing.

Angus bowed his head and gently touched the soft hair on top of his head. "Small things, are you comforting me?"

"Ah, those are gone," he chuckled, his pale face was indifferent, and the slight curvature of his lips was not shocking. "It’s strange, I don’t hate Cecil, I don’t hate the so-called woman, just not. Understand why she couldn’t think of it."

Cecil, who has no family and no relatives, can only go to his biological father. The mayor told them to call him "brother", and Elliott screamed obediently. He has always been a good boy. Angus heard the mother's sharp voice, and she rushed to smother Cecil.

Cecil squatted on the ground and shook his head, and Angus was frightened by Eliot, looking coldly at the so-called "big brother."

He didn't know why he didn't hate the boy who didn't dare to fight back. Maybe it was because Cecil didn't have hate in his eyes, perhaps because of the deep sorrow that he had in the golden plaque.

Perhaps as the mayor often reprimands, he is born to be a cool person.

In the days that followed, there was a fierce quarrel between the parents. Gradually, Angus learned to skip classes and learned to wander outside and not return home after school.

He forgot whether he was eight or nine years old. The only memory of Angus is that he walks back along the dim streetlights. He always meets Cecil, who is holding Elliott. The big and small figure sits on the stone in front of the door and waits for him to return. Family.

Angus remembered how cold the night wind was at that time. Cecil’s coat was always worn by Elliot, and he always pushed him away indifferently, throwing the coat with the warmth. On the ground, I took my brother away.

Angus didn't know what kind of mood Cecil was silently following behind the two, and he didn't want to care. Angus was only used to night in the night, pulling Elliott, kneeling in front of his mother’s bed, swearing and swearing again and again, no longer calling Cecil a "big brother", no longer denouncing himself Father - as long as she can hold her child like she used to.

However, he did not wait for her answer.

When her mother died, Elliott was still young. Angus grabbed his brother's eyes with his own hands, but there was no way to control himself to turn his head. The red blood on the wrist, mixed with the overflowing water in the bathtub, covered the entire bathroom floor, stinging his eyes.

"The pleading of the two children can't offset her death, if that is love." Angus slowly lay flat between the leafy trees, his weight is strangely like a dust, no A leaf bent down.

He slammed his eyes and exhaled a breath. The white fingertips unconsciously rubbed the warm hair. "...It was a cheap and terrible thing."

Therefore, he will refuse to be thousands of miles away like this, and he will care nothing and care nothing. Does he want to repeat the mistakes of his mother? Wen Ru looked up, for a long time, slowly tried, and gently rubbed on his jaw.

The soft tongue tipped with a barb and scratched on his chin. Angus didn't blink, just raised his hand and pressed his head, whispering a sentence.

"Stupid cat."

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