The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies

Wofoo obeyed without hesitation.

Or rather, she felt like she would do anything Adele asked her to do at this moment.

She lowered her head, offering her fair neck, with its faintly visible blue veins, to Adele’s lips.

Although it was her first time doing this, Wofoo’s heart wasn’t filled with nervousness, but with a martyr-like luck and satisfaction.

Ahem, not really a martyr...

But religious believers, for their faith, could indeed readily give up everything, even their lives.

Wofoo’s emotions were similar to this.

They could endure anything unbearable for a certain belief or person.

For Wofoo today, it was enduring the small matter of being “bitten” by Adele.

Naturally, compared to nervousness and fear, it was more of a sense of satisfaction from devotion.

Adele also seemed to realize this, a predatory smile appearing on her lips as she opened them, revealing her small, white fangs, about the length of a pinky finger.

Then, with a vampire’s innate sensitivity to blood, she accurately bit into the slightly tense blood vessels in Wofoo’s neck.