Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She panicked and quickly held down her belt.

The plain white cheeks were red and soft, really like a little rabbit, so innocent.

So, how could the kind and considerate Mr. Drahera miss the opportunity to serve her?

He took a step forward, which scared little Mia and took two steps back.

He moved forward again, and as a result, little Mia touched the bed, her legs softened, and she sat on the edge of the bed.

The elegant and gentle gentleman immediately knelt down on one knee and knelt on the edge of her skirt.

"My dear little master, please do not be afraid."

"Drahera will be your most loyal blood servant and will never hurt you, so please give me the right to serve you, okay?"

"..." The innocent little Mia blushed and said nothing.

She didn't know if other blood servants also needed to serve their master in this way.

After all, she had never experienced anything like this before.

The blood servant she chose now seems to be really good and willing to serve her wholeheartedly.

In this way, it seems that she can't refuse his kindness.

After all, who could say no to such a good-looking and polite gentleman?

Thinking of this, the kind and simple little Mia pursed her lips and could only hum in a low voice.

Looking at the beautiful fingers he stretched out, she moved her hand tentatively, bit by bit, like a ignorant little rabbit jumping into a trap, slowly covering him.

It still felt cold to the touch, bone-chilling, not at all like the body temperature that a human body should have.

Mr. De La Hera smiled and pulled her to her feet.

He held the dress that had been prepared from the side, then hooked his fingers to loosen her tie.

Little Mia blushed, and her beautiful face was almost completely red.

Mr. De La Hera helped her change into soft, new clothes and put on clean shoes and socks with tenderness.

Kissed her warm hand, and then slowly combed her long hair.

Simply, a perfect gentleman.

"Dear master, please allow me to serve you today's breakfast so that you can start this relaxing and happy day."

"." Mia looked up at him, her palm-sized face soft and beautiful, like a delicate jasmine flower.

"Thank you, Mr. Drahera," she said seriously.

"You're welcome, my dear little master. It's an honor for Drahera to do all this for you."

The perfect and humble gentleman smiled, kissed the back of her hand, and then turned and left.

His steps were so light that there was almost no sound.

After the door of the attic closed gently, Miss Mia, who was wearing a gorgeous and beautiful princess dress, had an expressionless face.

He looked down at his hand, where he always kissed, and it seemed that the excessively cold temperature of his body remained on it.

it's too cold.

You can tell at a glance that they are not human at all.

Little girl Mia snorted and put down her hand.

Mr. De La Hera, an elegant gentleman, walked down the narrow corridor, put on his white gloves slowly, and left the tower.

And Prince Rusfan, together with a group of families, was already waiting there. He knelt down on one knee and put one hand on his chest.

The standard respectful salute expresses endless surrender and admiration.

"Dear King Drahera, please forgive me for my rudeness and ignorance. What happened last night was caused by my improper arrangements. Please forgive me for last night's offense and——"

Mr. De La Hera slowly raised his hand, the pure white gloves were cold and elegant.