Can I have a bite [Interstellar]

"Compensation? Hahaha" The Blood Race glanced at Berlin from head to toe, as if he had heard a big joke. With his cheap clothes, let alone compensation, it would be more than enough for him to just reach out and buy him. "Okay, how much do you want?"

"What's your clothes worth? Mine is equivalent." The words uttered from Berlin's pale lips almost frightened Arnold to death, and he pulled him away.

"Berlin, what are you talking about?!" How could the clothes on his body be equivalent to those worn by the vampire? !

The vampire saw this action, he noticed Arnold's familiar face, and after a while he realized that he was also a student of the Imperial Military Academy, but... he was a mixed race. As for the one who was clamoring for compensation, I had never seen him before. , or a human being, he said mockingly, "Equivalent? The fabric of your clothes is equivalent to mine? Boy, be sensible, don't be imaginative, you are poor and crazy!"

"The value of clothes lies in keeping warm. If it can't reflect its value, it can't be called clothes. As far as I am concerned, the most valuable thing in my whole body is my set of clothes. According to the special provisions of the 170th law of the planet, the price Originating from the value, the owner can customize the price of ownership." After Berlin finished speaking, amidst the astonished gazes around him, he turned to look at the blood clan "If you have any questions, I suggest that we go to the Judiciary Department of the Council of Elders to identify , they should be happy to identify why."

The Council of Elders has always taken a fancy to the rigor of the laws and regulations of the planet, so it will naturally be very strict.

The air was so still that the sound of a needle dropping could be heard.

The blood blushed, and was planning to use force to deal with this lowly human being, but was stopped by his companions, "Okay, if you cause trouble, do you want to be expelled from the military academy?"

He stared at Berlin for a while, pointed at the waiter and shouted, "Get out!"

After coming out of the coffee shop, Arnold said, "Berlin, you were so handsome just now! You are so handsome." The hateful blood was speechless.

Berlin was walking in front, and stopped when he heard it. He touched Arnold's head in a rare way, "Arnold, if you have money, save it yourself, and you will use it sometime. Don't come to this kind of place in the future. It's not expensive. It must be good."

Arnold looked at the cold blue eyes with an inexplicable warmth. He lowered his head and nodded shyly and obediently. He couldn't help thinking: If only Berlin liked men.

***

After a few days of waiting, Berlin finally saw Lorenzo. The two were speechless, as if following the enemy's move, and the enemy's move.

Berlin could feel that apart from the prince, there were no other blood ambush around him, his whole body was tense, and he was ready to fight him.

"Hi." Lorenzo greeted him pretending to be calm, his teasing eyes slid across the pale lips, thinking of the touch he had tasted on them, as well as the chest and waist he touched, he felt unnatural Take a few steps forward, "Are you interested in having a meal together?"

JM Noodle House

It was meal time, and the owner of the noodle shop couldn’t hide the strangeness on his face when he saw Lorenzo’s surprise, and then saw Berlin next to him who had only been there once but left an impression on him. He asked them to sit down. Arriving at a small box inside, Lorenzo withdrew after ordering food with a smile.

Berlin didn't speak. Lorenzo poured a cup of hot water with a smile, and after holding it in his hand to cool down, he pushed the cup over. "Don't worry, don't be so vigilant. I just want to treat you to a meal."

Berlin looked at the exquisitely textured water glass quietly. It was so brand new and luxurious that it was not difficult to guess that it was specially prepared for someone. He didn't think the prince really wanted to eat.

"The position of the two of us is completely unsuitable for such a place, and" he paused and continued, "I'm really not in the mood to eat with you."

Lorenzo "...oh, being out of mood cultivates mood."

Berlin looked at him indifferently.

Lorenzo tried his best to raise a bright smile.

The scene was awkward for a while, and the silence was not broken until the boss opened the door and brought food.

On the table is a plate of crispy chicken legs just out of the oven, a stack of chocolate chips, vegetable noodles without vegetables...

It's all Berlin's favorite food.

Lorenzo moved the plate of chicken legs in front of him, took up clean gloves, and tore off the meat from the drumsticks.

Until he tore it for a while, Berlin who was sitting opposite stood up abruptly, "If there is nothing to talk about, you can eat slowly."

Lorenzo panicked, "Wait, hey, wait, there's nothing to talk about."

"What are you talking about?" Berlin stood at the door and put on the coat he had taken off after entering the box. "If I sit down again, I probably just want to break your neck, Your Majesty the Prince."

"Come on, come on, I'll give you [-] twists." Lorenzo said bluntly, with a rascal tone, he rushed over and hugged Berlin's back.

The harmonious and peaceful scene suddenly became chaotic. Berlin pinched his shoulder with his backhand, removed his arm completely, and finally pressed him directly to the floor.

"Ah, ah, take it easy, I hurt~"

Berlin frowned and let go of his hand. He couldn't feel any fighting intent from Lorenzo. He suddenly felt like a mouse being played by a cat. He shouldn't have followed him today. It was a farce.

"Don't go, stay a little longer."

Lorenzo's flattering voice was behind him, and Berlin said, "I don't have a 100% chance of defeating you, but I am sure that we will die together. If you really want to eat today, it's really a bad luck. I'm not hungry. Slow down on your own." Use." Berlin slammed the door open and walked out. When he reached the hall, he found that all the guests in the hall were staring at him, looking... weird and ambiguous.

Berlin lowered his eyes and walked to the counter, "Excuse me."

The boss had a strange expression on his face, "No, no, don't bother."

In the days that followed, His Majesty the Prince would appear beside Berlin every day, "buzzing" like a bee.

Berlin is used to ignoring him, so when he opened the room he temporarily rented, he saw the vampire sitting inside and looking at him with a smile. He closed the door calmly and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When I saw Lorenzo in the place, there was a sound of "gurgling". On the other side of the kitchen, Lorenzo was humming a song and cooking happily, and the air exuded a faint aroma of dishes.

"What are you going to do?" Berlin really lost his patience and asked, leaning against the kitchen door.

He is tall and tall, leaning against the door, making everything flexible and unfolding, like a swan perched gracefully.

Lorenzo swallowed at him, the sound of swallowing could be heard clearly in the small kitchen, Berlin frowned, and raised his voice, "What are you thinking."

Under his sharp gaze, the waves in Lorenzo's heart were beaten to pieces, "...I'm thirsty."

"Drink water when you're thirsty. I don't have any drinks for you here." Berlin lowered his eyes and looked at him coldly.

"...I'm suddenly not thirsty anymore, I'm hungry, let's eat."

On the simple small table, there are more than ten dishes and a pot of soup, which must taste good in terms of aroma, and each dish is only a small dish.

Berlin is now guessing whether Lorenzo has any mental problems. From the time he met him for the first time, to the way he behaves like a little low down now, it looks like a schizophrenia. He looked at Lorenzo opposite him with a look of anticipation. Putting a flower on top of his head at this moment would not violate harmony.

He lowered his head to look at the dishes on the table, and it turned out that they were all his favorites. After a while, he finally picked up the chopsticks and tasted a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs. The taste was soft and glutinous, and the taste was moderate. Even picky eaters like him thought it was delicious. , he remembered that he had tasted this delicious taste a long time ago.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll put aphrodisiacs in it?"

Berlin heard this sentence when he stretched out his chopsticks for the second time. When he looked up, he saw Lorenzo smiling and showing his small canine teeth, which was exactly the same as he remembered.

Berlin replied for a while, "I don't think His Excellency is so boring."

Lorenzo "Not necessarily, I think about how to fuck you all the time."

Berlin, who had automatically shielded him, ate slowly mouthful by mouthful. He ate slowly, chewing slowly mouthful by mouthful, rolling his throat up and down to swallow.

Lorenzo propped his chin on the opposite side, his whole body exudes that he is in a good mood now, staring at Berlin without blinking, for fear of missing his every movement, every detail, and every look in his eyes.

It was alive and agile right in front of him, so he didn't feel itchy and didn't want to hold it in his arms.

Berlin picked up the cold soup that was scooped out of the bowl in advance, and the soup sticking to the corner of his mouth was licked by his red tongue, and then he licked the corner of his mouth. It was oily but not greasy, and delicious. It was hard to imagine that it came from the hands of the opposite prince. .

Lorenzo only saw the tip of the tongue appear and disappear, and he thought of the day he pressed the man against the wet bathroom wall and forced his closed jaw to open.

Berlin put down his chopsticks, "I'm full." After a pause, he looked up at Lorenzo opposite him, raised his eyebrows, and calmly stated the fact, "You're bleeding from the nose."

Two nosebleeds slowly flowed from Lorenzo's tall nose, coupled with his idiotic smile at this time is funny... and wretched.

"Ah?" Lorenzo was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and wiped it blankly, and sure enough, seeing the blood on his hand, he immediately jumped up from the table, and the thing that had been erected between his legs made him run quickly in a distorted posture to the toilet.

After the meal, sitting across from a vampire with two nosebleeds smirking at you, this kind of weird feeling made Berlin lose his mood to eat some more chocolate beans.

The sound of running water in the bathroom was vaguely mixed with the sound of panting, neither high nor low. Berlin frowned and didn't relax, his face was not good. He got up abruptly and walked to the door of the bathroom, raised his finger and knocked on the door twice, "Fuck off" Come out." His tone was tinged with anger.

As soon as he finished speaking, the panting inside suddenly increased.

Berlin "..." He was silent for a while, withdrew his fingers, took a step back, lifted the heel of his right foot, and spun on the ground with his toes, then lifted his leg and kicked the bathroom door away with a "bang".

The sawdust raised dust in the air, and the kicked door was kicked directly into the bathroom, breaking into two pieces.

Lorenzo, who was pulling his trousers down in half, and the five-finger girl was doing relief movements, looked dazed and shocked. He stared blankly at the broken door and then at the pale-faced Berlin at the door, as if wanting to ease the embarrassment. He smiled, "Show you a big baby."

There was no wave in Berlin's sight. He slowly moved his gaze down, and saw the object that Lorenzo was holding on his five fingers. After the shock just now, it quickly weakened and then slowly... erected in his sight.

Berlin moved away, his light blue eyes flashed with anger, "Get out immediately, immediately."

With a crackling sound, Lorenzo was kicked out of the apartment by Berlin, and he hadn't even had time to zip it up when he got out.

"If you don't look at the big baby, I'll show you the little one." Lorenzo was stunned for a moment, and then lay on the doorway rascally. "Hey, it's fine if you don't look at it. You open the door and let me in. It's cold outside, and I'm weak."

Even the closed door showed no sign of opening.

The place where Berlin lives is a cheap and cheap hut with tenants next to it. At this moment, Lorenzo was kicked out carelessly and unzipped. He smiled at the neighbor next to him and said hello, "Hi, the weather is really nice today."

The neighbors next to him all looked stunned and secretive.

Later, as long as Berlin went out, he would be greeted with inexplicable smiles and admiration from his neighbors.