"Someone like you who is good-looking and poor can easily become a target for vampires!"

Hearing him so determined, he frowned.

"Vampires?"

Helian nodded, took one out of the bag of chestnuts and peeled it carelessly.

"It's all drained of blood, who else can there be..."

Ran was silent for a long time.

Looking at the chestnuts handed over, he took them after hesitation, and then put this kind of food into Zhang's mouth for the first time, which is fond of blood.

What doesn't suck vampires, he doesn't admit it, he doesn't deny it.

But Ran thinks that if he heard correctly, is this little boy thinking that he is good-looking?

Automatically ignoring the adjective "sluggish", Ran raised his eyes and asked him.

"Since you're a high school student, why don't you go to class..."

Ran snatched the initiative of the words and asked the funny boy a question neatly.

Helian spat it out as fast as possible.

"Aha... I was kicked out, oh no, bad old man's class was always boring. ”

Helian scratched his head and chewed the chestnut slowly and methodically.

He really can't stand the thought of boring classes.

"What are you talking about... Bamboo cane and what shoes... It's just boring. ”

He sighed and handed the freshly peeled chestnuts to the guy here.

"Who can remember this kind of verse, which does not resonate at all with the present era. ”

"Bamboo cane and mango shoes are lighter than horse ?..." Ran blurted out, met the surprised eyes, and faintly confided the next sentence, "A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng." ”

"si ko yi!" Helian Chao was forced to say a sentence in Japanese, it turned out that this handsome poor ghost really had two brushes.

"Are you really a college student?" he asked.

For the first time, I was a little proud, and a faint sense of accomplishment came to my face.

But there's nothing to be accomplished... It's just that yesterday there was a four-eyed student who didn't let go until he was sucked dry of his own blood, and he still clung to this poetry book...

Blood with poetry, think about it for a long time...

"Thank you. Ran got up, patted off the grass branches on his body, and put his slender hand in his pocket.

Seeing the inky blue-haired people in the distance, they were really going to gather.

"Are you leaving?" Helian Chao also got up immediately, and he looked at the empty bag.

"Don't forget to return the favor. ”

Ran smiled back when he heard this, his red eyes flashing with indescribable brilliance and charm.

Then the fiery gaze lingered for a moment on the reddened and swollen fingertips of his chestnut shells.

"Can I give you a little bell?"

Listening to this somewhat domineering tone, Helian Chao followed his finger and looked at the grocery store in front of him.

There is a string of small bells fluttering in the wind...

Still tinkling and swaying...

It's like a friendly message from the wind.

Small, exquisite.

Helian Chao just thought that this bell could be hung around the neck of his dog, which was quite good.

"Okay, Zhu Ran..."

"Nice to meet you. ”

took the bell and looked at the slender figure that was already far away...

Helian Chao was reluctant to give the bell to the family dog...

Instead, it hangs around his neck...

The bells swayed and jingled.

In the small grocery store that sells bells, leave the last melodious melody...

Immediately, it was taken and handed over.

In the hands of a teenager with short blond hair, there is also a golden glow...

The same dazzling, the same brightness, the same ... Seductive...

The light is getting dimmer and dreary...

The filament is pulled away and turned into a silhouette...

Into... Nothing.

Helian wiped the chest of the boy on the bed with a wet towel with a blank face.

The ulcers on his bare chest forced him to do the chore every time.

Why, who knows ...

His eyes were downcast, and his eyebrows were delicate and slender, staring at the red-haired demon.

Only at this time, he could not see his eyes of resistance.

Only at this time, he is distressing.

If you take care of him, you will be beaten violently, or you will be angry with him for some reason, and you will be suffocated and dying.

But if you don't take care of him, he'll die.

He's dead... Only...

Helian withdrew the towel and stroked his chest.

Why, there will be uncomfortable feelings, which will overflow and linger in the heart.

I can't escape, it's like I'm bound.

Hearing the voice, he came back to his senses and saw that the boy on the bed had woken up.

Khan made his red hair stick to his ears, so fragile and rebellious.

The smooth neck and shoulders are bare, and the huge scar on his chest makes his whole uninhibited image broken, and in the light revealing the dawn, it looks vivid and shocking...

"Herian—" he began, his voice dry.

Helian picked up the glass next to him, handed it to him with trembling hands, and listened attentively with resignation.

"You know what the dynasty in my name means?"

He hurriedly shook his head.

He didn't dare to answer, let alone answer randomly, for fear of answering incorrectly, and for fear of answering correctly.

"What about Zhu?" he asked again, frowning.

"My subordinates don't know..."

Helian had just spat out four words, but was choked by a pair of powerful hands.

The knuckles clicked on his neck, and the neat nails were embedded in the white skin, slowly accumulating along the marks of different shades...

Immediately, a glass of cold water poured down from the head, along the yellow hair, dripping into the ears, soaking the eardrums, the slightly long eyelashes were drenched, and the nostrils filled the mouth, blending with the slight smell of blood...

The hand that was released did not hesitate at all, as if throwing out a piece of garbage and sweeping away an obstacle.

Zhu Chaoran slapped his numb palm, discarded the glass, and rubbed his slender fingers with a wet towel.

"What's the use of leaving you there? ”

The water in my ears slowly trickled out, and the cold words poured in again...

Helian wanted to cry, he wanted to struggle, like a rag doll, and he didn't understand how he had offended him.

But he didn't dare to understand.

Qi Jinying heard the sound coming from upstairs, and guessed that it was Zhu Chaoran's room.

Tsk, this tyrannical bloodline...

Qi Jinying frowned slightly, her eyebrows staring at the slightly rising sun, this kind of fiery, as if she was leaving no room for the sky to deprive it of its proper color.

Certain... We need to get rid of the Bloodline.

Get the poor little boy out.

Thinking so, she thought of the calm and silent boy in her mind.

Blonde hair is supposed to be an outward manifestation of a lively temperament, but it has become a kind of lonely foil and ornament.

Fan Jiuyan led the team to complete the unknown action, except for Zhu Chaoran and Helian, this place is currently only himself...

She sat on the edge of the sandalwood bed, her white legs outstretched, and squinted at S Academy outside the window.

Without a principal, they should be in a mess.

How long can a human academy survive without an organizer...

At best, it is a weight for me to stay at ease in the UN Academy.

After all, not everyone can become a woman of Fan Jiuyan.

She really needs the title of this headmaster in order to make everything logical.

The delicate silver hairpin was hidden in her hair, and she curled it back and sat in the huge space.

Except for the bed, there is only a marble window sill, and everything else is empty, as if prepared for the air.

took out the mobile phone, and the heartbeat increased slightly, after all, there is only one number in this mobile phone.

Laser nail polish gives off a blurry dreamy silhouette because of trembling.

Her fingers finally hesitantly touched the green button.

That note has only one letter: Y

That Y only symbolizes that person.

The sun rises, like hanging a mural, so slowly, so steadily, in order to hang it, how laborious, so anxious to wait.

“Qi。 Finally, there was a serious, indifferent greeting from the other end.

"Master, Master..."

She didn't know why, but she was a little choked, and countless times in the face of this person who gave difficult orders to her, countless unconditional obedience seemed to have formed a habit.

She loved and enjoyed the process.

"Don't contact me in case you get exposed. ”

A stern rebuke came from the ears, as if the sharp green eyes appeared in front of him again.

"Oh, Master!"

She still complained as always.

Every time, this person thinks about everything on the ground, does things without leaks, and never leaves any unbelievable clues.

But how could he ever have considered...

"I miss you so much, Master. ”

Qi Jin Ying pursed his mouth and said a little smugly.

The first rays of sunlight shone on her long flaxen hair, the shiny silver hairpin was shallow and hidden, and her slightly bitten lips shimmered pink.

There was silence on the other end of the line.

Just when she wanted to say something more, to seize the passage of time... Cold words came from the other end of the phone again.

"Is everything going well?"

"Hmm!" she nodded, but did not elaborate on her "means".

Because... She didn't want Master to know who she was at this moment, on the bed in the diabolical leader's bedroom.

She was afraid that he would worry.

But she didn't know that he wouldn't.

"That's good. "The reply on the other end of the phone is always very slow, as if I have been waiting for a long time, and I am busy with other tedious matters.

"In addition to Fanjiuyan, you must also beware of another tricky figure. At last a coherent word came, but it was an exhortation.

"I know Master, that Zhu Chaoran. ”

Qi Jinying nodded, and immediately reacted to the red hair.

The unruly gaze seemed to skin her alive, cramp her, break her bones, and suck up all the blood before she stopped.

"This person is very guarded, and he feels more ...... than Fanjiuyan" was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Is there a blonde-haired human with him around?" asked as if remembering something.

"Do you mean Helian?" replied immediately.

"Yes, I want to save him, I feel sorry for him. ”

Hearing the word "help", a cold snort immediately came from the other end of the phone.

Yi thought of the little boy who stood in front of the Blood Clan General at all costs.

He was so vulnerable, so vulnerable.

But how did you just block the bullets in the gun...

"He brought it on himself. ”