Having said that, when Jane went downstairs, she still embarrassed Prince Donald when she saw his reactions and actions with Dracula. It's true that her cultivation is still lacking, and today is really too rude! In fact, if possible, Prince Donald has the urge to look forward to turning time back. If that could be done, I believe he will definitely be able to control himself. That should be possible... Prince Donald thought about it with no certainty.

"If you don't mind, can you wait a moment or share with me the carefully prepared breakfast Mr. Butler?" Jian'er said not sure.

It’s not that she was scammering, she had to eat it when everyone came to the door, and then talk about other things. If she didn’t eat this, it would be hard to say when the treatment would end after the start of the treatment. However, one thing is certain, that is, this lunch will definitely be missed. In this way, this breakfast is very important. Where can she get the physical strength to persist when she doesn’t eat it?

What made Jianer uncertain was her breakfast invitation to Prince Donald and Earl Dracula. You should know that these two are both blood clans. What is the main food for this blood clan? The answer to this question is that everyone knows, that is - blood! Please invite these two to have breakfast together. Will these two people each serve a glass of "red wine" and eat with her?

Smelling the rust-smelling "red wine" for breakfast... Jian'er is not sure she will still have an appetite.

"No, please give me a try! Just wait here with Dracula." Prince Donald shook his head and said.

"That's so, it's rude." Jian'er nodded, but she was still involuntarily grateful that these two people refused her invitation. At least she could ensure that she could have an undefeated breakfast, right?

When Jian'er came to the restaurant, Lei had already eaten almost. Embarrassed, it seems that she was the lazy one (Jian'er felt wronged, and by the way, she had already gotten up no better than when she was at work!).

Aww~, Jian'er turned her grief and anger into appetite, and directly vented her "worship" on the food, discarding the lady (Xiaohai: Are you sure you have this thing?) style, and solved the breakfast in a few seconds. I wonder if Jian'er should be glad that the villa provided by Count Dracula is large enough, and the restaurant is relatively independent (at least from the living room, you can't see the situation here clearly). Otherwise, her eating habits that are not much different from the reincarnation of a starving ghost may surprise the two standard gentlemen.

"Okay, we can pass." After this round of ejaculation, Jian'er's mood improved a lot while saving a lot of breakfast time, so in just a few minutes, Jian'er had already returned to the living room.

"Yes, is it?" Apology and embarrassment flashed across Prince Donald's face, making his face, which always maintained a noble and reserved expression, look a little dull. After a while, Prince Donald said a little embarrassedly, "That, you don't have to be so anxious."

"It's okay!" Jian'er waved her hand carelessly, "Okay, figure it out earlier, and it's just right to start treating Miss Catherine earlier, right?"

When it comes to Miss Catherine, Prince Donald does not say anything polite. After all, for him, there is nothing more important than Miss Catherine.

"Have you done the preparations I mentioned before?" Jian'er said, picking up the bag that had been prepared and carried on her.

"Yes, everything is ready, I'll wait for you!" When Prince Donald's face immediately became serious. He did not dare to be careless about his women and his children.

"Very good, then let's go."

Following Prince Donald, accompanied by Lei, the group walked into the secret passage of the villa.

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The closed basement door, the dim candlelight flashed from the sun rising east to the stars and moon shining now. Since Jane and Prince Donnaxing entered the basement, they have never come out again.

"Why haven't you come out yet?" He could no longer control himself since the afternoon of shooting outside the door. Count Dracula, who was walking back and forth outside the basement door, began his nth look at the basement door. The omnipotent King Satan, he had never felt that time had passed so slowly.

"Damn it, I would have replaced this door with glass if I had known this way!" The same complaint for the first time, "At least I can see what the situation is inside."

In fact, if he hadn't felt Prince Donald's power from time to time, maybe Count Dracula would have been unable to control himself to open the door and see what was going on inside. However, the premise of all this was that he had to beat the silver figure standing next to the basement gate like a door god. You must know that Jian'er had explained to Lei when he entered, guard the door, and no matter what happened, he would never let anyone go in and interfere with her treatment.

Earl Dracula was anxious on the other end, and Lei's face was also not good-looking. But like Earl Dracula worried about the different treatment results, Lei felt unhappy now! How long has it been since morning?! The people inside didn't even drink saliva! Those who eat less one meal or two meals are different. The little woman in her family is just an ordinary person (Xiao Hai: Are you sure?!). What if it hurts the stomach?!

Although I can't see the treatment situation inside, it's not difficult to imagine that it must be a highly concentrated and laborious job, and there is a saying that it's better to be tired than to be tired! When I think of this, Lei's face, which was not very good-looking, was a little more gloomy.

"Vanished!" Earl Dracula almost stuck outside the basement door in an instant.

Lei, who had been leaning against the door, also stood up to his body.
Chapter completed!