I smirked with false modesty, "It seems my acting skills not only won the sympathy and affection of the two elders but also successfully stirred up your immense displeasure, you thousand-year-old vampire! Huh..."
Amitabha Buddha, I'm glad I didn't say 'thousand-year-old monster.' Seeing his cold expression, he was about to grit his teeth again.
"Hmph, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known there was such a wicked woman in the world who could lie so convincingly, even to the point of tears, and passionately kiss a man she barely knew for three minutes!"
Tsk... When he kissed me, we had also just met. Why doesn't he reflect on himself? It truly fits the saying: people in love are selfish, blind, and only know how to possess each other blindly.
Given how jealous he is, I'll be magnanimous and not argue with him.
