Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

Originally thinking that he could rush there as soon as anything happened, Luo Bochen did not go out and postponed everything to the day after tomorrow.

But Luo Bochen never expected that a whole day had passed and his phone hadn't received any message from the teenager.

Luo Bochen couldn't hold back any longer.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

"...Lord Justus?"

He adjusted his mood, took a deep breath, and then raised his hand to knock on the door.

"..."

But no one responded to him, not even the slightest sound.

Luo Bochen's heart suddenly hung in the air.

Could it be that the ancestor had left? Or had an accident and fell into a deep sleep again?

"…Sir? Are you in there?"

Luo Bochen raised his hand and knocked again, but the surroundings were still eerily quiet.

An inexplicable anxiety rose to his head, Luo Bochen raised his elbow and pushed the door open with force.

But as soon as he pushed the door open, his eyes met the boy's bloodshot eyes.

I saw a tall and thin boy leaning lazily on a lounge chair, holding a mobile phone in his bony hands and wearing headphones on his head.

This looks like...

play games?

Luo Bochen froze in place, feeling embarrassed and socially frustrated.

"Is something wrong?"

The young man's voice was very calm, containing a barely perceptible hint of impatience.

"Ah?...Oh, I, I knocked on the door several times but you didn't respond, so I was a little worried..." Luo Bochen couldn't speak clearly and explained haltingly.

Wang Zi sighed lightly, held the phone with one hand, and decisively exited the game interface.

"Didn't you say that I would only look for you when I needed you?"

The young man grinned and smiled lightly, revealing two sharp fangs: "I don't think I called you?"

Luo Bochen swallowed his saliva guiltily and took a small step back.

"I'm sorry... I'm just worried about your safety."

The boy took off his headphones and hung them around his neck, his brows cold, and said nonchalantly: "You seem to think I'm weak...?"

This body of Justus should be considered the strongest combat power at present, and can kill almost all vampires instantly.

But Luo Bochen always seemed to be very careful with himself, making him look like a porcelain doll...

Wang Zi raised his chin and looked at him in dissatisfaction, lowering his eyes.

Luo Bochen immediately waved his hands: "My Lord, you misunderstood me! That's definitely not what I meant!"

"I'm just afraid that one in ten thousand will happen."

He lowered his head, looking very sincere.

Wang Zi was too lazy to talk to him anymore, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Seeing that the young man was not angry, Luo Bochen took small steps forward.

"I am a little worried about your health. After all, you have been sleeping for hundreds of years. I am afraid that you are not used to it."

Wang Zi didn't say anything, he just continued:

"My Lord, do you want to drink blood?"

The moment the words "drink blood" entered Wang Zi's ears, the long-lost memories of this body emerged.

Women's blood is the best to drink.

This is a sentence that appeared in Wang Zi’s mind.

The taste of blood in his memory seemed as clear as it had been yesterday, but he refused immediately without even thinking about it.

"No."

The voice was powerful, even resolute.

"...Ah?" Luo Bochen was surprised at the boy's decisive refusal, "Sir, aren't you...hungry?"

After sleeping for hundreds of years, don’t you feel even a little hungry?

"Hungry?"

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he spoke he would inadvertently reveal his two fangs, which was very eye-catching.

Seeing that the boy seemed to be thinking, his eyes were empty and he tilted his head.

Luo Bochen stood quietly and did not interrupt.

for a long time……

"Do you have any blood slaves here?"

The bloodshot eyes looked at him, with an unreadable emotion.

Seeing that the young man wanted a blood slave directly, Luo Bochen was a little stunned.

"Um... As for blood slaves, I don't think I have any..."

"So how do you usually eat?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and looked at him leisurely.

Luo Bochen thought for a while and answered truthfully: "Because I am responsible for the blood trade in an area, there will be a lot of blood sources."

"This blood source is sold in five, six, and nine grades. I can get the best blood..."

"Not fresh?"

The young man interrupted him, frowning his handsome eyebrows, seeming a little dissatisfied.

"If we want something fresher, we can probably only raise blood slaves..." Luo Bochen raised his head and said cautiously:

"If you are only used to drinking fresh ones, then I will go and fetch someone for you now?"