"Old …?" Mark’s face glazed over with that gentleman smile.

Amelia watched Mark touch her tight face, handsome figure and stylish beard.
How about again?
Mark felt that he should be insulated from the old man.
Say it again!
Men, the older they get, the more they taste …
Such a thought
Mark’s evil right hand refused to listen and put Amelia’s angelica dahurica on her thigh and said with a smile, "I think it’s mature."
Amelia smiled again and took Mark’s right hand off without hesitation. She got up and said, "I want to grow up. Can you give me an old horse? Are you more mature than him?"
Mark "…"
Mark is in his thirties this year.
Amelia said that old buddy Victor had lived for thousands of years anyway.
Can bacon that is old enough to be air-dried be compared with yourself when you are still alive?
Mark thought it was an insult to him.
It’s as serious as Stryker’s trip to a small town to catch his own sister, which is even more serious than Stryker’s trip at that time.
If it weren’t for …
Mark’s principle is rarely observed by Mark.
That is not to hit … women who have had emotional experiences with themselves.
Amelia should be glad that if Mark wasn’t nostalgic, Mark would have promised to hang Amelia and smoke her …
Thinking about …
Mark shook his hand and stared at the blood-red liquid in the goblet. After taking a sip, he said faintly, "Amelia, you are challenging me."
"Really?" Amelia stepped on her high heels and walked to the stairs. She ticked her finger at Mark and said, "Let’s call it that. Do you dare to come?"
Mark "…"
In three hours!
The atmosphere on the dining table is very quiet, and the candlestick on the dining table flashes like the light of day.
For vampires like Amelia, night is their day and day is their night …
Tinkling rings from time to time when knives and forks collide in the temple.
Jack looked up and glanced at Amelia, sitting face to face. Mark lowered himself to Debbie and said, "No vegetarian dishes?"
Debbie put a piece of steak in her mouth with a fork and chewed it for two or three times. "What do you need?"
Jack glanced at the meat in his plate and said, "Catherine and I have made an appointment to eat green vegetables from this month to clear our stomachs and perfect our body to welcome our wedding."
Debbie stared blankly and blinked, then gave Jack a big white eye and said, "Crazy!" "
Ignoring the carnivorous vampire’s desire for vegetarian food, Jack simply charged at the steak in his plate again.
Since that year, when I accompanied Mark on a trip to Budapest and tasted the steak from Vampire Castle, Debbie has traveled all over the steakhouse in her spare time in recent years, trying to find a few flavors different from here.
But unfortunately …