Yes... An Yimeng hurriedly lowered his head.

Looking at Fan Jiuyan's curious expression, An Yimeng's second half of the class ended on the table.

I was still thinking in my heart, it's over, and I will definitely be told about my brother about today's performance.

After the bell rang for the end of class, it was accompanied by the reluctant expressions of the girls.

Qi Jin Ying and An Yimeng were relieved.

Finally... It's over.

Fan Jiuyan watched the students walk out of the classroom one after another, this was also the last class of the afternoon, and the students had gone to dinner.

"Yimeng, your brother probably doesn't eat at night again, and occasionally cares about him. ”

Fan Jiuyan patted An Yimeng, who was still lying on the table, and said softly.

Actually, this is his eviction order, which means, you should go, leave space for the two of us, and don't be a light bulb.

An Yimeng raised her head and saw Fan Jiuyan's gentle side face, she immediately stood up, packed her schoolbag, and picked up her coat.

"Then I'll go first, goodbye Sister Qi, goodbye Brother Fan. ”

Going out, An Yimeng felt that the whole classroom was filled with a sour atmosphere.

Fan Jiuyan didn't wait for Qi Jinying to speak, put down the textbook, and bent his knees slightly.

Take out the shoes in your pocket and change them for her yourself.

In astonishment, Qi Jinying saw her slender hand supporting her feet, gently putting it into the white casual shoes, and then sliding her fingertips and tying a signature bow.

His eyes drifted over the injured foot, and Fan Jiuyan saw a little red trace.

Worried, he looked up, "Are you alright?"

Qi Jinying nodded immediately, "It's much better, it's not in the way." ”

However, she still saw the worry on Fan Jiuyan's face that she couldn't hide.

"I'm sorry. I don't know how to be nicer to Qi'er, better than I..."

Qi Jinying gently held the elbow of the squatting boy and stood up with him.

"I've never been pampered like this, including..."

Qi Jinying didn't continue, in fact, she wanted to say that Brother Ayan had never cared for and cared for her like this.

"What's included?"

"Oh, nothing. Qi Jinying lowered his head, and his hair was gently stroked by him.

"Let's go, I'll cook for you today. He smiled indulgently.

Dark blue hair cuts out the silhouette, and the slender figure is projected up the stairs.

"Hmm!" Qi Jinying nodded.

She didn't know when, but she suddenly became smiling, and liked to hook the corners of her mouth from time to time.

You know, she used to be a killer as well.

Hidden behind Yi, there is no light, and the darkness is released infinitely...

However, it turned out to be a Blood, a symbol of darkness and bloodthirstyness, who snatched her back from the darkness and told her that the light was just around the corner.

But there is no light in front of him, only Fan Jiuyan in front of him.

Mentally prepared to be reprimanded by the master, Qi Jin Ying pursed his lips, who can hurt this little leader ruthlessly.

Take care of her and protect her to the bones.

She can't anyway, she can't.

She has half human blood in her body, and she still has half a conscience and conscience.

Fan Jiuyan was a little unskilled in tying an apron.

This apron was bought by Helian, and since Zhu Chaoran is still in the recovery period, he can't eat very greasy food.

He picked up the spatula and put the vegetables he had just bought into the pot.

Qi Jinying looked at it dumbfounded, and it took a while to react.

"Fool, you didn't wash..."

"Oh. Fan Jiuyan immediately took the dishes with his hands, and the huge tomatoes scalded his hands.

"I didn't cut it..."

Qi Jinying dragged his hand to the pool and rinsed it with cold water, leaving burn marks on the tips of his white fingers.

"This cooking, it's not like everything is ready for cooking. ”

Qi Jin Ying said to him softly.

This sentence is still a faint admonition from the master when he saw her hot and scarred hands.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not really good at it, can you teach me?"

Fan Jiuyan still admitted it, his eyes dodged, and he was quite embarrassed.

Qi Jinying nodded, this little leader has always come to stretch out his hand and open his mouth with food.

Although there are not many subordinates at the moment, N-level vampires are loyal.

"I'm often taken care of, and I haven't cooked before?"

Qi Jinying asked, frowning at the burns on his fingers.

Stupid, I don't know to turn off the heat and take tomatoes directly in hot oil.

Fan Jiuyan tied her apron and was silent for a while.

"No one cooks for me, I usually go out to eat with An An, and when I am short of money, I turn to a roadside stall. ”

Qi Jinying heard the roadside stall and looked at him with some concern.

"Why don't you let your subordinates buy you some healthy and hygienic food, and let them cook for you. ”

Fan Jiuyan shook his head.

"You're the leader of the entire Bloodline. ”

Qi Jinying looked at the boy who was serious about learning how to hold a spatula with him.

She doesn't understand, it's like a master, who treats her as an apprentice, so she has to do everything for him unconditionally.

"The leader is just the leader of some kind of mission, outside of the mission, they are free people, there is no need to do anything for me. ”

He said lightly, as if he wasn't interested in this identity.

With a "bang", the spatula in Qi Jinying's hand stopped.

The pan was sizzling with oil and smoke, and she turned her head sluggishly.

"Mission... You also have a mission, don't you..."

Seeing that he was silent, Qi Jinying asked again, "And... My master is related..."

"Really?"

Fan Jiuyan's eyebrows frowned, and he nodded the pot with his chin, "Qi'er, don't be distracted." ”

Qi Jinying was silent.

Although Zhu Chaoran's affairs were all planted in the hands of the master, and the master manipulated him with unsightly means.

However, that's Zhu Chaoran's business.

She was really scared.

If the Master's goal is the Master, or if the Master's task is the Master.

"Don't be afraid. ”

Fan Jiuyan saw that the fire was a little big, twisted it into a small fire, and patted her shoulder.

"I said I would protect you. Fan Jiuyan blinked and smiled.

"There's orange juice, I'll pour you a glass. He said as he walked out the door.

"No!"

Qi Jinying threw away the spatula and strode over to hug him.

Looking at the arm that was tightly wrapped around his waist, Fan Jiuyan was puzzled, and patted it with a chuckle.

"Then, you drink milk tea..."

"Don't go. "Interrupted.

Fan Jiuyan was stunned and didn't dare to move.

"Okay, don't go. ”

The sound of churning oil and the smell of tomatoes and mushy eggs were in my ears.

Qi Jinying didn't let go, and this time the smell of laundry detergent came from her nose.

Like the little boys of humanity.

"You—" she paused.

"Protect yourself, too..."

Fan Jiuyan was also slightly stunned, and then smiled, like an ice-blue snow lotus, blooming in the corner of the coldest and highest peak.

"Hmm!" he nodded solemnly, as if to promise her.

Well, it's a promise.