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nChapter 1204

nTranslator: Cheese

nProofreader

/editor: Mew

nThe Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (82)

nA favorability of 70. For a chuuni Blood Kin, it actually felt more like a favorability of 90.

nBai Weiwei had never seen such a sticky man.

n“I’ll rebuild the castle. What kind of style do you want?”

nArthur dragged her over to the gates of the castle and pointed to the trees in front.

nHe directly commanded the steward.

n“Girls don’t like forests. Cut them down and plant roses.”

nBai Weiwei: “…”

nThe hell, planting roses? She didn’t like roses.

nBut Arthur didn’t even wait for her to speak before dragging her around again. “Rebuild the rooms on the third floor and change the style. Add more pink lace, and get me a set of white tea tables and chairs, something exquisite and beautiful. All girls like those.”

nBai Weiwei: “I don’t…” like them.

nShe couldn’t finish speaking before Arthur angrily waved his hand, scolding the line of maids and the steward behind them. “The style of this castle is wrong. It’s not a feminine style. Change it for me, Weiwei doesn’t like it.”

nBai Weiwei: “…”

nShe suddenly feels exhausted ah.

nShe didn’t want to see a pink castle; that was too hideous.

nBehind her, Elizabeth asked respectfully, “May I ask what style Miss likes? Would it be alright to have softer and more delicate decorations?”

nWhat a good steward. Bai Weiwei gave her a grateful look and answered, “I like the atmosphere…”

nArthur’s expression immediately darkened. “Why are you on duty? Soft and delicate isn’t enough. The outer walls of the castle are too cold and hard; paint it all pink. Plant roses in the inner and outer courtyard, pink ones. And change all the rooms. Make the beds warmer, a goose yellow color. Also, making the outer walls just pink is too monotonous; plant climbing roses so that the entire castle is full of flowers. The flowers must be pink.”

nBai Weiwei: No, she refuses, it’s too hideous.

nShe didn’t want to live in a castle full of pink flowers.

nArthur concluded: “Weiwei will like it.”

nBai Weiwei: “No, I don’t…”

nArthur looked down, shooting her a gentle and burdensome1 smile. “You like it, right.”

nThis smile held killing intent.

nBai Weiwei felt like if she didn’t say she liked it, she would be killed off.

nShe compromised. “I like it…”

nArthur: “En, I know you like it.”

nBai Weiwei: So devastated…

nThe system had a look of anticipation. “I really want to live there ah, such a romantic castle.”

nBai Weiwei: Even more devastated…

nWith the style of the castle decided, Arthur waved his hand, and the maids brought over clothes one by one.

n“These all follow the most recent trends this year. I had them send one of each style. What kind of dress do you like?”

nBai Weiwei looked at the line of maids that nearly led out of the castle. The sheer number of dresses was terrifying.

nShe wanted to escape, so she randomly pointed to a dress with a relatively more conservative color and a flowier design.

n“This one ba.”

nArthur gave it a faint glance. “Not that one. This color is too old-fashioned.”

nBai Weiwei didn’t want to bicker with him, so she pointed to a light blue dress that looked extravagant, but didn’t sting the eyes.

nArthur snorted. “Outdated and old-fashioned. No way.”

nBai Weiwei said to the system: “Why does he have so much experience with women’s dresses?”

nSystem: “Who says men can’t have experience with picking women’s dresses? We men are very tasteful. We’re very knowledgeable about judging women’s clothing.”

nThough she disdained the system’s self-boasting, Bai Weiwei felt more at ease. She boldly suggested, “Or how about you pick for me ba.”

n1: 讓人非常有壓力: making people feel pressured (into doing

/saying something) LOL.↩

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