Chapter 1521 Just Take a Bite [8]

"Ah————"

Sneezed hard.

Shen Wanqing rubbed her nose, lying on the bed unrequitedly, cursing: "It's that bastard scolding me again!"

"Cuckoo -"

His stomach began to growl hungry, Shen Wanqing put his hands on his stomach and rubbed it, "Fuck!"

How fucking suffocated!

According to her, it has been more than a week since she came to this place, that is to say, since she was sober, she has not eaten for more than a week!

No matter what she tried to eat, it tasted like fucking shit, and she couldn't swallow it.

Even Wangzai's milk, which she loves the most, tastes like shit, and she vomits after drinking it!

Shen Wanqing was already hungry, but she really didn't have any interest in the blood.

Even if the already hungry fangs came out, even if the housekeeper put the red blood in front of her, Shen Wanqing still felt indifferent.

She didn't even have the desire to pick up the glass cup.

So, it's not that Shen Wanqing doesn't drink! It's that the blood doesn't have the slightest allure to Shen Wanqing, and it can't make her like it so much that she loses her mind.

"Dong dong dong—" There was a knock on the door.

Shen Wanqing turned her head lazily, and said in a weak voice, "Who is it?"

"Your Highness, it's me." Butler Werner's voice came from outside the door.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Butler Werner said, "Count Federi is here, Your Highness."

Count Federico...

Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows slowly, she was somewhat impressed.

In the whole blood family, Earl Federi should be the best person to Shirley. In all the intrigue, Federi protected Shirley very well.

"Let him wait outside, and I'll come over later." Shen Wanqing slowly got up from the bed, and said lazily.

Butler Werner whispered: "Yes, Your Highness."

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Inside the hall.

The decoration in the hall is retro and luxurious, with gilded silky and soft carpets and flickering mural candles.

The sitting young man is elegant and luxurious, and the precipitation of the years makes the young man's every move an incomparably mature gentleman.

Federi took the glass cup handed over by the servant, he casually hooked the corner of his mouth, and smiled lightly at the maid.

He took a sip, licked the blood on his lips with the tip of his tongue, stared at the maid, and said slowly: "It's very fragrant and delicious."

The maid blushed from being teased by him, and lowered her head shyly.

"If you want to flirt, go to your own house, don't flirt with me." Shen Wanqing rolled her eyes, walked over and said unceremoniously.

Hearing that familiar voice, Federi's eyes lit up instantly, and he turned his head to look at the girl almost subconsciously.

The girl walking in front of her was graceful and thin, and her long black dress made her complexion whiter. The long silver hair is still beautiful, and the scarlet pupils are like rubies, with a hint of darkness.

Shen Wanqing graciously sat on the chair next to Fei Deli. The servant wanted to bring the glass cup, but Shen Wanqing waved it away in disgust.

Federico on the side was a little surprised. He chuckled and asked, "Why don't you drink it? I just tasted it, and it's quite fresh."

"It's hard to drink." Shen Wanqing replied blankly.

"Something's wrong! You don't look right in this state! Why have you lost so much weight?" Federi frowned tightly, and put down the glass while talking, and came over to look at Shen Wanqing with his hands.

"Hey, go, go, go away!" Shen Wanqing waved his hand away in disgust.