Chapter 1163 The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (41)
Translator: Cheese
Proofreader/editor: Minhui
System: “Didn’t you say that he’s a chuuni?”
A chuuni male lead, it’d be normal even if he waved his arm the next second, shouting about destroying the world.
Bai Weiwei seemed to think the same. A chuuni, well…
They could live to be a hundred and still be chuuni.
Stinking shameless damn bat, playing a chuuni.
Arthur paused, his brows furrowing. “Why aren’t your ears pierced.”
His cold fingers rubbed her thin earlobes. He couldn’t find any piercings that women would have.
Her ears were sensitive spots.
She instantly blushed and covered her ears with her hands. “Why would I have piercings? Who said women must have piercings?”
Arthur bared his fangs. “What a pity. I wanted to see you put on the earrings I chose for you. Why don’t I pierce them for you right here?”
Bai Weiwei’s eyes grew wide with fright. She immediately reached up to cover his mouth.
His fangs gently brushed against her soft palms.
Bai Weiwei realized her misconduct and immediately retracted her hand.
Gritting her teeth, she lowered her head in forbearance and whispered softly, “My Lord, I’ve offended you.”
Arthur stared at the patch of white neck exposed by her lowered head, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
The doctor said to let her rest well.
Humans had a limited ability to replenish blood.
If she didn’t take good care of her body, she would essentially be unable to bear his feeding demands.
She needed to eat, drink, and rest well for at least a week before he could feed.
Arthur sniffed the sweet smell emitted by her body. It was going to be a difficult week.
Merchants continued to flow in endlessly until midnight, when Bai Weiwei couldn’t bear it anymore and finally yawned.
That was when Arthur waved his hand, commanding everyone to retire.
With the sudden arrival of a human blood slave in the castle—
Many things were needed.
And as the prince’s blood slave, everything must be of the best.
This was Arthur’s immutable demand.
And the kitchen must always keep its fires lit.
With five meals a day, he was itching to feed her until she was nice and round.
Only then would it be good to feed.
With a hair-raising tenderness, Arthur personally fed Bai Weiwei the soup.
“Eat some more. The doctor said your body is malnourished. For there to actually be someone who’s malnourished in this day and age, you’re really throwing away the aristocratic school’s face.”
The aristocratic school was famous for its excellent conditions.
Bai Weiwei was the oddity for being unable to afford to eat.
Bai Weiwei was a bit resistant to the way he was feeding a giant baby, but under this mental case’s abuse of power, she silently ate her supper.
After supper, Arthur carried Bai Weiwei to the bed and covered her with the quilt.
Then he picked up a book and sat on the edge of the bed, his legs gracefully crossed.
“Rest.”
Humans were truly troublesome.
Not only did they need to be fed, they also had to rest well at night.
Wasn’t nighttime clearly the time for one’s spirits to be invigorated?
But in order to eat, Arthur could only endure.
After all, feeding her until she was plump also had its sense of fulfilment.
In Prince Arthur’s years of boredom, there appeared a pet with the rare ability to make him worry.
This sort of feeling wasn’t too bad.
Bai Weiwei lay covered in the quilt, carefully eyeing him.
She hesitated before asking, “Can I see my brother?”
She’d read the original Bai Weiwei’s information.
She truly wanted to shout—brother’s servant! Mama’s girl [1]!
She had grown up in a family that greatly valued males over females.
She had always listened to her mother’s words to dedicate her life to her younger brother.
And so she was at her scum brother’s beck and call, toiling without complaints.
Even though she was smart enough to get into an aristocratic school, she still desperately scrounged up money for her scum brother to spend.
Even if she spurned becoming a Blood Kin, there existed a desire for glory and wealth in her heart.
That way she could let her younger brother spend better days.
What kind of big sister was this?
Her brain had been chewed through by her brother.
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Chapter 1163 The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (41)
Translator: Cheese
Proofreader/editor: Minhui
System: “Didn’t you say that he’s a chuuni?”
A chuuni male lead, it’d be normal even if he waved his arm the next second, shouting about destroying the world.
Bai Weiwei seemed to think the same. A chuuni, well…
They could live to be a hundred and still be chuuni.
Stinking shameless damn bat, playing a chuuni.
Arthur paused, his brows furrowing. “Why aren’t your ears pierced.”
His cold fingers rubbed her thin earlobes. He couldn’t find any piercings that women would have.
Her ears were sensitive spots.
She instantly blushed and covered her ears with her hands. “Why would I have piercings? Who said women must have piercings?”
Arthur bared his fangs. “What a pity. I wanted to see you put on the earrings I chose for you. Why don’t I pierce them for you right here?”
Bai Weiwei’s eyes grew wide with fright. She immediately reached up to cover his mouth.
His fangs gently brushed against her soft palms.
Bai Weiwei realized her misconduct and immediately retracted her hand.
Gritting her teeth, she lowered her head in forbearance and whispered softly, “My Lord, I’ve offended you.”
Arthur stared at the patch of white neck exposed by her lowered head, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
The doctor said to let her rest well.
Humans had a limited ability to replenish blood.
If she didn’t take good care of her body, she would essentially be unable to bear his feeding demands.
She needed to eat, drink, and rest well for at least a week before he could feed.
Arthur sniffed the sweet smell emitted by her body. It was going to be a difficult week.
Merchants continued to flow in endlessly until midnight, when Bai Weiwei couldn’t bear it anymore and finally yawned.
That was when Arthur waved his hand, commanding everyone to retire.
With the sudden arrival of a human blood slave in the castle—
Many things were needed.
And as the prince’s blood slave, everything must be of the best.
This was Arthur’s immutable demand.
And the kitchen must always keep its fires lit.
With five meals a day, he was itching to feed her until she was nice and round.
Only then would it be good to feed.
With a hair-raising tenderness, Arthur personally fed Bai Weiwei the soup.
“Eat some more. The doctor said your body is malnourished. For there to actually be someone who’s malnourished in this day and age, you’re really throwing away the aristocratic school’s face.”
The aristocratic school was famous for its excellent conditions.
Bai Weiwei was the oddity for being unable to afford to eat.
Bai Weiwei was a bit resistant to the way he was feeding a giant baby, but under this mental case’s abuse of power, she silently ate her supper.
After supper, Arthur carried Bai Weiwei to the bed and covered her with the quilt.
Then he picked up a book and sat on the edge of the bed, his legs gracefully crossed.
“Rest.”
Humans were truly troublesome.
Not only did they need to be fed, they also had to rest well at night.
Wasn’t nighttime clearly the time for one’s spirits to be invigorated?
But in order to eat, Arthur could only endure.
After all, feeding her until she was plump also had its sense of fulfilment.
In Prince Arthur’s years of boredom, there appeared a pet with the rare ability to make him worry.
This sort of feeling wasn’t too bad.
Bai Weiwei lay covered in the quilt, carefully eyeing him.
She hesitated before asking, “Can I see my brother?”
She’d read the original Bai Weiwei’s information.
She truly wanted to shout—brother’s servant! Mama’s girl [1]!
She had grown up in a family that greatly valued males over females.
She had always listened to her mother’s words to dedicate her life to her younger brother.
And so she was at her scum brother’s beck and call, toiling without complaints.
Even though she was smart enough to get into an aristocratic school, she still desperately scrounged up money for her scum brother to spend.
Even if she spurned becoming a Blood Kin, there existed a desire for glory and wealth in her heart.
That way she could let her younger brother spend better days.
What kind of big sister was this?
Her brain had been chewed through by her brother.
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