Jing took a good look at the blood clan who had curled up in a ball in three seconds on the bed, and really wanted to go up and talk to him about the sleeping position, but in the end, he was still worried about his already hungry stomach, and went to the kitchen to make himself breakfast.

After eating, she looked at the empty refrigerator, thought about it or drove to the supermarket, and when she felt the sight behind her, she looked back, but only saw a few people who were peeking were caught, and looked away with some embarrassment.

But none of them were the masters of that sight.

Jing turned the steering wheel and listened to the car into the parking space, led the two bags of things downstairs, and saw a man leaning on the side, two long legs propped up on the ground casually, leaning against the mottled wall behind him, wisps of white smoke wafting out from under his big hat.

It looks like it's a bit of a master who can't be handed down.

Jing Hao walked past him without squinting, and before he stepped on the stairs, he heard a somewhat surprised voice from the person behind him, "Hey, you actually ignore me?!" ”

He stepped over with an arrow step, stood on the side of the stairs and looked at Jing Hao, his face half-lit and half-dark by his wide hat, and only saw the fiery red spark in his mouth, "Ah, the taste is so strong, it seems that you are not an easy character." ”

He held a business card between his fingertips and handed it to Jing Hao, "Are you interested in working with me?" Catch the blood clan who is by your side and don't leave, and I'll get seven and three of the money. ”

Jing Hao was about to go up with the bag, but the man was immediately anxious, walked a few steps and followed him closely, still chattering, trying to persuade her with a big reason, "Hey, I said you don't know the danger of the blood clan?" Do you know how much blood they suck in a month? ”

"I said, do you little girls have a crush on others? For the sake of so-called love, I don't care about it, and I think the person I like is the best? Let me tell you, if he is really hungry, I don't know when he will eat you, are you sure you want to be with him? ”

"Speaking of which, you're simply consuming other people's lives to talk about this relationship, do you know that there have been more and more people dying of blood in this city recently, maybe it's the one in your family who did it."

He babbled endlessly, but the person in front of him suddenly turned around, and his beautiful facial features shone in the dim corridor, so beautiful that he didn't look like a person who should be stored in the world.

"If you want to arrest him, you can do it yourself, I won't help you."

Jing Hao carried the bag up a few steps of stairs, looked at the person who reacted and was about to follow, and pointed to the open door upstairs, in which several blood bats poked their heads out, and their blood-red eyes stared at the man who was about to go upstairs, and his mouth let out a hissing sound.

The man's steps forward paused, and finally he retreated stupidly.

After stepping back, he was a little unwilling, stopped and looked up at Jing Hao, "I mean seriously, the blood clan lives on human blood, and your meaning to him is nothing more than a fresh enough food ......"

His words came to an abrupt end, and his frightened eyes looked straight at the open door above, and he followed his gaze just in time to see Ranster standing in the doorway looking down, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he reached out and crumbled a piece of wood in his hand into powder.

The fluttering tone still carried the hoarseness of the first awakening, "You still want to come up?" ”

The man with the wide hat immediately took a few steps back, thought about it and turned his head again, and said with special affection, "The news of you here has been known to many blood hunters, and it is estimated that someone will be eyeing you in the next few days, so you can watch it yourself." ”

He insisted on finishing his sentence with Lenster's cold eyes, "I'm here to report the news," he pointed to Jing Hao in front of him, indicating that the evidence was conclusive, "I haven't even touched a finger of your woman." ”

Lancet sneered, "If you move, do you think you'll still be standing here?" ”

As soon as his words came out, the big wide hat obviously confirmed his previous guess, and then looked at Jing Hao's eyes a little more, as if evaluating her value, and after seeing Lancet's eyes that were even more fierce because of this, he laughed twice and jumped down from the window next to him, and disappeared without a trace.

Jing just entered the door to put things down, and as soon as she turned around, she was caught in a cold embrace, and her cold fingers were gently stroked a few times on her head, and the tone that was originally dull because of the first awakening was softer under the master's affection, and a low syllable.

"Huh."

Jing Hao came out of his cold arms, and before he could say a word, Ranster opened his mouth, his expression full of disdain and disdain, "The way you comfort each other is too strange. He rubbed the palm of his hand that still had a residual feeling, and looked at Jing Hao with a disgusted face, with a bit of accusation.

"You're too hot."

It was so hot that he suddenly felt a little strange, obviously he took the initiative, but he was a little helpless in the blink of an eye.

Oh, jokes, how can the noble bloods be at a loss.

He stiffened his expression with even more disdain, throwing the guilt back, "It must be that your way is too strange to be suitable for the noble bloodline. ”

What he said didn't match the preamble, and the expression on his face was also deliberate, which was a little strange at first glance.

Jing glanced at the crumpled quilt in the bedroom, which still had traces of being vigorously hugged before, and curled up in a ball on the wide bed aggrievedly.

She turned her head to look at Ranster, who was still expressing disdain in front of her, and her tone was gentle and calm, "Then why do you still want to learn human expressions?" ”

Ranster opened his mouth and found what he wanted to say in the shortest possible time, "That's not to be considerate of you!" ”

He glanced at Jing's arms and legs, and immediately remembered that he wanted to help her last time, but he made a mess, and the messy fishy liquid that stuck to the ground not only invaded his sensitive nose, but also let him know how fragile the small container in front of him was, and it would break into a puddle if he wasn't careful.

He thought for a moment, expressed his current feelings with a move he had just learned before, and rolled his eyes elegantly, "Noble blood clans are every gentleman, and thinking about others is something they must do. ”

He gave an example to illustrate, "Every time," he thought of what the man he had heard before, he thought, and thoughtfully changed the word, "I would help them get dressed when they finished eating." ”

Quiet, "......"

This kind of thoughtfulness, she thinks, ordinary people don't need.

The prince, who felt that he had finished comforting people, glanced at the bed in the bedroom with nostalgia, and walked to the bedroom in a serious tone, "The day is not suitable for noble blood clans, I still reluctantly put your bed ready." ”

He expertly rolled onto the bed, picked his favorite curled up position, hugged the same soft quilt in his arms, and slept comfortably with his eyes closed.

The day passed, the night came again, and some of the creatures had fallen into a deep sleep, while others waited for their own dawn in the night.

The time is just right for eating.

Ranster had eaten his heart's content, and was just about to leap into the familiar window in the moonlight, when he saw a figure leap one step ahead of him, leaping into the window a few floors below.

He stood at the window and watched for a while, and saw that his first supporter, who had too many words, sat in front of the bed in front of a container in rare silence, looking at the person on the bed with a wonderful look, and after a pause, he reached out and gently helped her pull the quilt, but his fingers did not stop because of the completion of this action, but touched the face of the sleeping container.

came all the way and gently touched her red lips.

Lancet immediately thought of the previous memory, the red lips that he had touched, but she herself gently licked them with the tip of her tongue.

He touched his fingertips and jumped into the window, frowning at the person on the bed, "She's not sleeping in the right position, you should adjust her." ”

Since he curled up in a ball and rubbed the quilt in his arms before, he was inexplicably a little weak when he mentioned the sleeping position in front of Jing Hao.

But when the words came out, he didn't have the slightest idea of correcting the sleeping position of the person on the bed, but turned his head to look at the person sitting on the edge of the bed out of sight and out of mind, and changed the question, "Why are you here?" ”

James gestured to him to silence him, and after making sure that the person on the bed had not been awakened by the movement, he and Lancet went outside, and hesitated for a moment before explaining the reason why he had not left for a long time.

"You're in love with that container?" Lancet simply gave a countermeasure, "Then transform her and be with her forever." ”

The feelings of the Bloods are as eternal as their lives in many cases, and in the endless and somewhat boring life, these precious emotions are worthy of their treasure at the moment they arise, and are placed in a more important position than the eternal life.

Any blood clan, after having love, would rather give up for it than give up easily.

James sighed, if he could, he would have been reluctant, but, "She doesn't know I'm a Blood, and I can't let her know." ”

He smiled bitterly, his eyebrows and eyes full of sorrow, "Humans don't fall in love with the blood clan lightly. He slid the thin veins of his hand with his bloodless white fingers, and there was no more blood flowing in it, and even if there were, it was someone else's blood.

"When they think of the Bloodline, the first thing they think of is our cruelty, the loss of precious lives of our kind, our food is blood, it is the lives of others."

Because of love, fear arises, and fear arises because of love.

More concerned than before, more humble than before, afraid that she is not good enough, afraid that she will not be able to give her the best.

When a person becomes the best in your heart, you will be afraid that you are not good enough.

James paused, looked at Lancet, who was obviously still a little confused, and finally said only one sentence, "Before you fall in love with her, leave her as much as you want." ”