"You—" Her voice was still soothing, more hesitant than before.

"Hello professor, I'm here to register for the entrance exam for transfer students. Qu Ling kite tugged at the hem of her skirt crampedly.

She was dressed in a "fancy dress", and the professor jumped up without being surprised.

As if he hadn't heard her, the professor continued what she had said but had not finished: "You... Your clothes..."

Qu Ling kite pursed her lips, her expression was bitter, and she prepared another big scene.

I saw her pulling the hem of her skirt and lowering her head, crying: "I... I don't know where this dress came from, my family is poor, I lived alone after my parents died, this is my mother's clothes..."

The professor was kind-hearted, and when he heard that she was selling badly, he immediately got up from his desk and took Qu Ling Kite and walked to the cubicle next to him.

"Don't cry, honey. You've received a lot of strange looks along the way, this is the lounge of my office, there are a few of my old clothes, I think we are all about the same size, if you don't dislike it, wear them first. The pity on the professor's face made Qu Lingyuan a little shy.

But when I think about it, she is indeed very poor now, and she has no children on her.

The professor led her to the common room, found two dresses, and walked out on his own.

"You change first, and I'll prepare the entrance exam application form for you. She was kind and pleasant, and she also thoughtfully closed the door for Qu Lingkite.

"Okay, thank you, Professor. ”

Qu Lingyuan was not used to wearing this kind of clothes, and after changing into it, she walked out of the room with some twists, and was praised by the professor.

The application form was ready, with a few blanks on it, and she needed to fill in basic information like name, age, etc. by herself.

Qu Lingkite filled out the form with writing and editing, and handed it to the professor.

The professor signs in the bottom right corner: Langara.

"Qu... Cold... What a mouthful of your name. Let's go, this application form still needs to be stamped by the dean, and I will accompany you. Professor Langara smiled softly and rose from his seat.

She was about to lead Qu Ling Kite out, when suddenly there was a quick knock on the door.

After shouting to please enter, a boy slammed the door in, and before he could enter the room, he stood in the door and shouted, "Professor Langala! ”

Langara was stunned for a second, then hesitantly turned her head to look at Qu Lingyu.

Qu Lingyuan smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay for me, the professor goes, I can go to the dean to stamp the application form." ”

With a look of regret on her face, Langara handed her the application and followed the hurried boy out of the office.

The application form in his hand was kraft paper, which was very thick to the touch, and Qu Lingyuan didn't expect it to be so easy to get the application form, and even prostituted a piece of clothing for nothing, and walked happily to the dean's office.

Knock Knock Knock –

She knocked politely again.

"Come in. ”

This time, there was a low and calm male voice in the door, which was so good that it could make people stunned.

Qu Ling Kite grabbed the handle of the dark brown carved wooden door and pushed the door into the room.

"Dean, you..."

Looking up, a man leaned back in a chair, his straight and slender legs resting on the table, holding an unknown book in his hand, in a lazy and casual posture.

His skin was unusually fair without a trace of blood, and his black hair was like thick ink on white paper, lining his handsome face. Squinting at it, the purity of the pupils is cold, making people's fingertips cold.

"It's... Male protagonist, right?" Qu Lingyuan swallowed his saliva and asked Yiling silently.

"Well, you guessed it right. Yiling nodded.

Before Qu Ling Kite could speak, Troy chuckled and threatened, "Human, you'd better not stare at me like that..."

His voice was quite gentle, and for some reason it sounded so terrible, and a pair of fangs showed when he opened his mouth to speak, and he looked very sharp.

"Yes, I'm sorry..."Qu Lingyuan lowered her head in a panic, covering her chest uncontrollably, her heart beating vigorously.

Fortunately, the other party only glanced at her lightly and looked away, otherwise she might have been sucked into those blood-red eyes.

"Tell me, what's the matter. My mother is not there, and I have the final say. Troy set his eyes on the book, his tone full of nonchalance.

"I'm here to stamp the application form..."Qu Ling's voice was very small, just enough to be heard.

She hesitantly moved closer, lowered her eyebrows and obediently placed the application form on the table.

Troy looked up at her again, a smile on his lips, full of evil.

This transfer student is quite beautiful, although he has been stunned a little, so that he is not as annoying as those nymphomaniacs.

He pulled open the drawer and took out a bronze metal seal from it, and after his fingertips overflowed with black magic elements, he wiped it on the seal pattern and stamped it on the application form.

A gorgeous black bat pattern appears on the application form, exuding the air of black magic, lifelike and full of mystery.

"Thanks! That's, next... Where am I going?" Qu Lingyuan looked at the application form on the table happily, her eyes shining.

Troy frowned suddenly, he slammed the book in his hand upside down on the table, and asked, "Black pupils?"

Qu Ling kite consciously stroked his eyelids.

She's black-eyed, of course, but... Professor Langala's eyes were blue just now, and the pupils of the students she met on the road were all colorful, and she really hadn't seen anyone with black eyes.

"Is there anything wrong?" she looked at Troy quizzically.

Troy lowered his legs off the table and got up and walked over to her.

The height difference between the two is quite large, he bent over, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "It is said that black pupils are a symbol of demons." ”

Qu Lingyuan looked innocent: "Are there demons in this world?"

"I haven't seen it, but it doesn't have to be," Troy bent a little wider, leaning his face over Quling's neck and inhaling deeply, "You smell good." ”

Cultivating immortals is not the same as magic, cultivating immortals Mahayana will get closer and closer to God, even her physique has changed, the smell of her blood is different from ordinary people, it is normal, but for vampires, this smell is full of temptation.

Troy had never met anyone with such a smell, and if she hadn't looked as white and tender as a young rabbit, he might have really thought of her as a demon.

The goosebumps on Qu Ling's body floated on his skin with his inhalation, and he didn't speak at all, just staring at him with those apricot eyes.

For Troy, black was mysterious, but the clarity of his black pupils that he had never seen before gave him an urge to take it for himself.

After a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "You don't have magic fluctuations in your body, how are you going to pass the entrance exam?"

Qu Lingkite suddenly panicked, was she discovered?

"I..."

Before she could answer, Troy reached out and took the application form on the table and put it over her face.

The fair-skinned and slender fingers curled the hair on her sideburns as he left, and he whispered in his ear: "Behave well, if you can't do it, come to me and open the back door for you." ”