Chapter 38 Jelly Kiss with a Light Rose Flavor
Rosehill's lips were still icy and cool, like jelly that had been chilled in the refrigerator, exuding a faint fragrance of roses after the rain, making people intoxicated.

He lowered his eyes to look at the girl who was close at hand, and heard her describe her lips as a rose-flavored sweet jelly, and the decayed heart was touched again to come back to life.

When the girl tried to pry open his lips to go a step further, Rosehill finally couldn't help holding her waist, and pushed her back into the seat.

"What are you doing?" His cold voice finally had a trace of abnormal emotional ups and downs.

Sera licked her lips, looked at the masterpiece she had chewed wet, with a serious face, "You have caused my head to grow, and I will charge you a little compensation for the damage."

He raised her chin and sneered, "Really? So this is your special way of collecting compensation from everyone?"

Sera shook her head and lied seriously, "No, I'm only special to you."

Rose Hill narrowed his eyes and looked closely.

"You don't like me, what's wrong with me kissing you? It won't cause you any burden."

Sera looked away guiltily, twisted his hands together, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "Besides, it was indeed your arm that hit me, so I charged a little 'medical fee'."

Such a hooligan with full reasons, such a shameless woman, Aldin has not seen many people from the 14th century to the 19th century, most people have broken their necks when they move their mouths, she is really the only lucky one .

Rose Hill's beautiful face was so heavy that he couldn't speak. He slowly withdrew his hand and turned his head to look forward without saying a word.

He should also be speechless by his rascal attitude.

Serayang touched the top of his hair with his hands with the corners of his lips, and put down his hands with a twisted face.

The bone is indeed not injured, but the bulge is inevitable.

It really hurts, it hurts her to death, his muscle groups must be made of stones.

Hearing Sera screaming and complaining inwardly, Rose Hill unconsciously glanced back at her, and touched the arm she bumped just now with porcelain white fingers that took off the leather glove.

Humans are different from vampires, his muscle structure is comparable to the hardest diamond, and her body is as fragile as the fragile flower stem.
Rose Hill lowered his eyes and said softly, "It's just compensation."

Sera turned her head away in surprise when she heard him suddenly say such a sentence, "Huh?"

The handsome vampire looked at her, and calmly repeated: "That kiss is your compensation."

Sierra was dumbfounded for a long time before she silently lowered her head against her red face.

It was strange that he was willing to cooperate with her.
The atmosphere in the car became ambiguous in vain, and Aldin looked in the rearview mirror from time to time, surprised by Serra's expression, which was close to seeing God's masterpiece.

Ordin only needs to spend a few hours running back and forth in the city to find the church, not to mention that it is not the first time he and the owner have landed on this land, and he knows where there is an old holy church.

Their car did not turn around and go home in the end.

The small church in the center of the town is a place where people at the bottom often go.

A row of stained glass windows squeezed in the center of the pillars made the whole room light and bright, and there was no one on the solid wooden bench.

They missed their morning prayers.

Sera was still quite worried about Rose Hill. He had just stepped out of the car with her, and his whole body was bathed in the sun.

He doesn't shine like a diamond like in the novel, but his excessively pale skin and bluish-blue dark circles are distinct enough.

Sera didn't know what kind of damage the ultraviolet rays in the light mist would bring to him. He still had no signs of being wiped out, and he still looked indifferent.

"Have you ever been here?" She initiated the conversation.

"No." Rose Hill replied with a mocking look in his eyes.

A soulless corpse is not acceptable to God, who can do nothing but come in and do the killing.

"Hi, Sierra?"

A girl's voice was deliberately suppressed from behind.

Serra turned away, puzzled.

Seeing that she had forgotten about herself, the other party immediately added familiarly: "The last time I played golf at Mawson Manor, I was also there."

She didn't expect to be able to block the Duke here, but she was really lucky.

Sela raised her eyebrows and realized, "Oh, I remember you."

"It's a surprise to meet you and the Duke here." The girl stepped forward, crouching down to salute Rose Hill with a blushing heart.

Sera smiled half-smile, "It's quite unexpected."

"Where's Anna Xi? She's not here? I remember she was your guide." She asked curiously.

Sela glanced at Rose Hill, and suddenly found that his cheeks were a little abnormally red.

Those lights through the stained-glass windows ruined his face?

He doesn't seem like a person with blood.

Sera retracted her gaze without a trace, turned to the girl and said, "Guide? Not at all."

"That's what she said at the time." The girl was stunned.

"I only agreed to cater to her face." Sera said to her apologetically, "The trip between me and the Duke was arranged by his servant Aldin, and my sister was not involved."

"So that's the case." The girl's eyes flickered, and she immediately introduced herself, "I think a servant in the capital is not familiar with the history of the church here, why don't I come?"

"No, I have something else to do, let's talk about it next time we play golf."

Sera took Rose Hill's hand, "Let's go."

Her steps were fast, and she hurriedly pulled people to the car outside.

The girl who only brushed her face in front of the Duke once stomped her feet, "As stingy as your sister."

Sera pulled the person back into the car without any resistance, and she pulled the curtains of the car to block the windows tightly, preventing any light from leaking in before turning around.

Seeing her movements in one go, Rose Hill was about to make a question in her lips when a pair of small hands cupped his face, and then the pretty little face with worried eyes came closer.

Her sudden approach made him frown uncomfortably, "Sera, what are you doing?"

Rosehill's chiseled face was pale and smooth like porcelain, with hardly any pores to be seen let alone red marks on it.

Sierra, who was observing closely, raised her eyebrows, "Huh?"

"What's going on?" She moved closer.

Rosehill held her wrist with one hand, staring at her with dark eyes, "What's going on?"

"Here just now." She rubbed his cheek with her uncaught fingers, and said seriously, "I got sunburned."

"I thought you were burned by the sun." Sera exhaled, with a look of rejoicing again, "I was wrong, it was a false alarm."

Rose Hill's eyes suddenly sank, and he grabbed her two wrists and pushed the girl's delicate body into the leather back seat.

Sera was suddenly pressed down by his body, and the cold breath sprinkled her cheeks, her heart tightened.

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