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dance party has not arrived yet, Daphne's gymnastics class is first.
After being helped by Lucia to change into tight pants, Daphne lay in front of the mirror for a long time.
The waist-length hair was gathered and tied up by the maid, forming a ponytail on the top of her head. Whenever she moved her head slightly, the ponytail would swing from side to side like a braid.
"Miss, don't look in the mirror yet," Lucia pulled her back and, together with another maid, held down Daphne's restless shoulders. "Don't get too excited, we still need to tie your hair together."
The hair was coiled into several loops and finally secured on top of the head with a mesh and clamp, so no matter how much you shake or sway your head, the long hair won't get in the way.
The physical education class is scheduled on the grass field.
When Daphne left the castle, she happened to run into her brother sitting in the garden, drinking tea and reading a book.
Seeing Flora's appearance, Miller's eyes flashed with amazement. The teacup that was about to be brought to his lips paused and was placed back on the table.
He inserted a bookmark and placed the book aside, then stood up from the chair and walked over to block his sister's path, looking her up and down. His gaze paused at a certain spot, and he sincerely praised, "This outfit makes Flora look especially charming..."
Daphne narrowed her eyes, tilted her head to look at her brother, and reached out to pinch his face and pull it outwards, "Brother, where were you just looking?"
Her delicate and weak appearance, even in tight clothing, cannot support the proper aura, making her look like she's playing dress-up. Unfortunately, after taking martial arts classes, she couldn't maintain this appearance for long.
Miller obediently being pinched by Daphne, innocently changed the subject: "Flora, you're going to be late."
Although shameless, this sentence was very effective, and Daphne immediately let go of Miller's hand.
Probably out of dissatisfaction, she gave Miller a furious glance before getting on the carriage to the grass field. Although it wasn't a flirtatious look, it was enough to make Miller chuckle for a long time.
"What a lovely little fool..."
Vandura Family 's Self-defense techniques are not just about blocking and training, but are actual skills used for killing on the battlefield.
Daphne only just realized that she is not just learning simple defensive moves, but she also has to learn horseback archery, various weapons, and master another type of weapon besides daggers and longswords.
Why exclude the dagger and long sword? Because they are essential to master.
Naturally, one must start with the simplest. Mrs. White's simplest requirement is horseback riding. Daphne must master horsemanship within one week, and become proficient within two weeks.
The suppression of the vampire race directly saved Daphne from the process of taming horses, she only needed to learn how to soothe horse.
After riding the horse all day, Daphne returned to the castle with a sore back.
The small restaurant has already prepared a sumptuous meal, which can be considered as a consolation specially prepared by Miller for her, or as a compensation for the pinch face incident.
Daphne doesn't quite buy into her brother's story.
After she sat down, she gave Miller a disdainful look, stirred the plasma in her glass with a straw, and muttered, "My brother actually tries to appease me with these tasteless foods."
Miller cleared his throat and asked her, "In that case, what does Flora want?"
Daphne's gaze slowly moved down from Miller's face, stopping at his neck.
Facing her gaze, Miller reached out and covered his neck, squinting his eyes with an unclear expression, and asked, " Flora... Are you sure you want this?"
Daphne's eyes lit up as she nodded at him, "I haven't tried using teeth yet..."
"It seems that way," Miller smiled slightly, his gaze at his sister turning pure, "Why don't you wait for me to freshen up when I get back, Flora? Then you can try in my room?"
Daphne waited in her brother's room for an hour after dinner.
Just as she was about to fall asleep from waiting, the bedroom door was finally opened from the inside.
Big brother Song was wearing a loose black silk robe, the belt loosely tied around his waist, revealing a fair chest. It seemed that he had just been steamed with hot water, as his pair of purple eyes were filled with mist, giving him a harmless and hazy look.
Daphne stood up, her eyes shining as she looked at him, feeling her gums itching, her fangs ready to move.
"Brother..."
Miller slowly walked over, dragging his shoes, and reached out to grab her arm. His palm still carried warmth, making Daphne's heart beat faster.
"Flora, let's go to bed, it's more convenient that way..." He seduced her with a bewitching voice, pulling her into his bedroom.
Miller's bedroom was indeed all cold and hard in color, even the bed was a simple deep gray set. Daphne was dizzy and unknowingly ended up sitting on his lap.
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