"Because you are you!" That answer was actually quite good.
"Smooth talker!" He pinched my nose affectionately, followed by another lazy, low chuckle.
Why does he always burst into laughter after just a few words? What a crazy guy!
Listening to his laughter, my heart felt like a bubbling spring, with a faint sweetness overflowing, overflowing... until it became overwhelming.
My biological clock naturally woke me up, and I lazily wanted to stretch, but I felt my left hand intertwined with a strong, warm hand, while my body was embraced in a warm hug.
Opening my eyes, a handsome face was magnified before me. His reddish-brown hair was lazily disheveled, his breathing light and even, his face as if carved by a knife now had the healthy flush of a normal person. His long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and when he opened his eyes, his bright deep blue eyes shimmered with a gentle smile, like a soft breeze that stirred my heart.
"Good morning!" he said softly.
"Lionel, you... you're actually breathing?!" This was an incredibly surprising discovery. Although he was borrowing my strength to enhance his powers, if it allowed him to breathe like a normal person and have warmth, it was a good thing.
I stared at his lips and cautiously asked, "Will your teeth grow back?"
"Not for now!" He hooked my chin and gave me an intimate good morning kiss...
However, this kiss was a bit too long, making me feel uneasy.
But if his teeth weren't going to grow back, a few more kisses wouldn't hurt.
Feeling a sweet sensation inside, I couldn't help but laugh, pulling my hand from his and excitedly wrapping my arms around his firm waist.
As if encouraged, his passion erupted without restraint. Just as his kiss moved to my neck, there was a faint "click..."
"Ah—" I pushed him away abruptly, jumping off the bed, looking at him in panic. "You said your teeth wouldn't grow back! What's going on?"
His eyes returned to normal, and his teeth retracted with a regretful sigh. He smiled innocently, "You let go of my hand! Margie, it's just that your blood is too tempting."
Speaking with a troubled expression, he pulled on his robe. "I don't want to hide it from you. Your power allows me to feel like a normal person..."
"No need to explain, I understand everything!" I sighed in defeat, completely overwhelmed. His straightforwardness left me defenseless.
Should I stop him from using my power? But how could I? My heart wasn't even my own anymore.
I turned and went into the bathroom to wash up, only to find that my ring, bracelet, and necklace were missing. I poked my head out and questioned, "Lionel, where are my jewelry? You didn't throw them away as trash, did you?"
"Here." He placed the jewelry on the sink with gloves on, revealing that he had taken them off while I was asleep last night.
"Although I don't particularly like them, you should still wear them when I'm not around."
Am I too easily moved, or just too soft-hearted?
Because of his words, my nose inexplicably tingled with emotion. I quickly finished my morning routine, put the jewelry back on, and went to the dressing room to change.
He didn't return to bed to continue sleeping but instead rang for Lisa to come.
"Lionel, you can change your clothes yourself. You don't always need Lisa's help!" That vampire woman had been taking advantage of him for four or five hundred years. Just the thought of it made my heart ache with jealousy.
He shook his head and chuckled, "I'm just 饿 (hungry)!"
The word "hunger"—the word I feared most since meeting a vampire.
With an awkward shrug, I dashed into the dressing room, quickly threw on a lake-blue knit dress, grabbed a coat, shoes, and handbag, and pulled open the door—only to crash into a wall of flesh.
"Ah—" Just as I was about to fall back and make intimate contact with the ground, he caught me, skillfully pulling me into his arms.
"Where are you rushing off to?"
"Uh... you... aren't you hungry? I'll just step out for a bit, haha!" Staying with a hungry vampire was definitely not a wise move!
"Margie, since we're in love, we should be honest with each other, right?" he asked gently, his nose brushing against my face, his lips barely touching my skin.
I tilted my head back, my heart pounding. Thankfully, I was wearing a silver necklace. As he raised an eyebrow, waiting, I dryly laughed and replied, "Right!"
But that doesn't mean we have to eat together.
As the saying goes, those with different paths don't walk together.
"In that case, let's have a meal together!"
"Together?!" Eating with someone who drinks blood? I'm afraid my stomach might cramp!
"During the few days of Count Kenneth's visit, we should host him together. Otherwise, how can you be called the Baroness? It's basic etiquette."
"Etiquette?" I haven't married him yet, so I shouldn't have to fulfill the duties of a Baroness, right?
He pinched my chin and commanded, "Stop repeating the end of my sentences. Wait for me a moment. The chef is already preparing your breakfast."
I broke out in a cold sweat. "Uh... is his cooking edible?"
"Don't worry, before he became a vampire, he was a top chef. Of course, even as a vampire, his skills haven't diminished!" With that, he went to the bathroom to wash up, returning in just a minute. "Darling, don't you dislike Lisa helping me change? Today, you can help me, okay?"
"Uh..." Although it's a bit risky, it's worth taking the chance. Helping my boyfriend change clothes is a romantic experience, especially since he has such a great figure. With such mischievous thoughts, I was ready to enjoy the moment.
Men's clothing isn't too complicated, especially for someone with such a powerful and noble aura. Even if he wore tattered clothes, passersby would still see him as a prince.