Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

Chapter 204 The Poor Vampire is the Real Boss 27

Ni Qing had a habit of making others feel awkward, so she turned around nonchalantly and said softly, "I know." This nonchalant demeanor was mistaken by Lina as a provocation.

The waiter grunted in response and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

When Ni Qing looked at Lina again, Lina had also disappeared.

She was left alone, frantically agonizing over what Brewster wanted from her, but it couldn't be anything good.

The main hall wasn't far from here, and even though she walked very slowly, she still made it to the entrance.

She raised her hand and gently knocked on the door with her slender, fair knuckles.

A calm voice came from inside: "Come in."

Ni Qing tried to discern his emotions from the response, but to no avail, and could only bite the bullet and go inside.

The room was dimly lit, but she could still see clearly. The dark red carpet covered the entire hall completely, leaving no corner untouched. She could clearly hear a response, but once inside, she couldn't see anyone.

"Your Highness?" she called out tentatively, and a faint, ethereal echo resounded throughout the vast hall.

She took a step forward, only to trip over the edge of the blanket that had been lifted. Just as she was about to adjust her posture, a large, cold, pale hand caught her firmly around the waist.

A familiar, cool fragrance wafted from behind her. Ni Qing was startled, thinking that she couldn't possibly fall at such a short distance. However, she couldn't expose the truth directly, so she had no choice but to use the momentum to steady herself.

"Thank you, Your Highness." She turned around. The boy was at least a head taller than her, standing silently in the darkness, his blood-red eyes swirling with an eerie light.

Ni Qing: "..." If it were an ordinary human, they would probably have been scared to death by now, right? Just as she was idly thinking about this, she belatedly realized that something was wrong.

The hand around her waist seemed never to leave.

She awkwardly stepped back, trying to escape the dangerous area. The opponent's aura was too powerful, almost tangible.

The other person's hand on her waist tightened.

Can't break free.

Just as she was about to say something, the other person suddenly moved closer, placed one hand on her neck, pressed her against him in an unyielding manner, and gently covered her with his cold lips.

Startled by the sudden kiss, Ni Qing stood frozen in place, as stiff as a puppet. It took her a second to regain her senses; her slender fingers pressed against his chest as she struggled to push him away.

This little bit of strength is nothing to worry about.

The icy kisses fell like stars. Even though vampires don't breathe or have a heartbeat, she felt a long-lost sensation of oxygen deprivation, her neck still firmly held in place.

The boy lowered his eyes, his long, straight black eyelashes trembling slightly, his silver hair intertwined with the girl's dark hair, looking earnest and devout.

Ni Qing shivered as the cold lips ravaged her mouth and teeth, slowly moving down to her chin and slender, fair neck. In a daze, she even felt as if a cold-blooded reptile was crawling all over her body.

Perhaps sensing her rejection, Brewster's eyes darkened for a moment, and he said emotionlessly, "Wasn't it okay to kiss before?"

Ni Qing took a deep breath and said, "That was before. Now is now. You need to ask for other people's consent before doing this kind of thing."

“But I am a prince.” He knew nothing about this matter to begin with, and was somewhat confused at this moment.

"That also depends on mutual consent."

"But I am a prince."

Ni Qing: "..." You're so aloof, so impressive.