After being picked up by my old enemy, I am so fragrant

The Kaner of the Rose Hunter is over, and Lanza is still a lazy blood prince.Although he really wanted to find that guy out for revenge, his face was full of powerlessness.

He knew very well that the man's whereabouts were really elusive.Being able to mix up to now is much stronger than back then.

We will definitely meet again in the future, now it is better to make more trips to send the little wolf twice.

This day, Yi Ting went to work in the bureau to clock in, and before leaving, he said that he had delayed too much work during this time.

Lansa was very upset, isn't he Yi Ting's most important job?

I thought about it but didn't say anything, I just drew a lot of ugly images of werewolves, and then rolled them into paper balls and threw them into people's rooms.

Lansa never felt that she was naive, no matter what Yi Ting said.

The door opened again, Lansa moved his ears, and began to expect the little wolf to see his elegant appearance.

The restless footsteps came too fast, obviously coming straight for him.

Lansa felt a little regretful, and looked up at the door: "Is there anything you want to give me?"

Yi Ting flew over a golden card: "Yes, take a look."

Lanza picked up his finger and opened the thing that looked like an invitation letter. Sure enough, it was an invitation to a prom. The eloquent calligraphy was very enthusiastic, but Lanza also glanced at his name and the name of the prom.

"The Autumn Ball?" Lansa closed it uninterestedly, and threw it on the table casually, "I won't go, I haven't heard of it."

"Ah?" Yi Ting was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Oh, this thing is not as old as you. It has become popular these years, and the popularity is second only to Halloween."

If the Halloween ball was as grand as it was, Lanza might even pay her respects and come back as the King of Dancers.

Wouldn't it be self-defeating if he went to this little dance party?

Lanza still: "Not going."

Yi Ting scratched his ears: "I didn't expect them to invite me this time. What do you mean?"

Lansa couldn't help but sneered: "It's really a third-rate organizer who actually invited a werewolf with no taste."

"I don't mind going!" Yi Ting frowned.

Lanza was suddenly a little curious, wanting to see what kind of shocking scene the werewolf dancing was.

The matter of self-declination was forgotten by him.

Lansa calmly clasped his fingers: "I've changed my mind, I'm going, and you, as a caregiver, should go too."

Yi Ting was surprised, and sighed again: "Just now you disliked him, you really have to listen to what you said. All right, I'll go and see you."

The slender index finger waved, symbolizing the master's denial.

"You'll be my dance partner." Lansa half-closed her eyes and propped her chin up and smiled, "I don't want to go and look for it again, it will be unpleasant, and the venue will be ruined if I am unhappy."

It's just to say, how could such an elegant vampire like Lanza destroy public places for this reason?

Just to scare the little wolf.

As expected, Yi Ting took the bait and scratched his head angrily: "What's wrong with you..."

"No one else, now I can only touch you, can't I?"

"I can't dance!"

Lansa said firmly: "You will soon."

Yi Ting spun around a few times in agitation, and finally forced himself: "Okay, don't blame me if you can't dance well, don't be angry, you understand?"

Seeing that the werewolf let go, Lansa was also not humble: "That's not necessarily true, it depends on your performance."

"Why is this risky? Sooner or later, you will force me to become omnipotent." Yi Ting growled twice.

Lansa lowered his head and thought for a while. He really didn't teach others to dance, especially werewolves who seemed clumsy to him.

must be funny

.

But it doesn't matter, he just wants to see the werewolf make a fool of himself.

Lansa had a very pleasant face, holding Yi Ting's wrist and went to the empty yard of the house: "Teach you."

Yi Ting jumped up and down to keep up, he really wanted to learn how to dance.

The warm wind was warm, breathing the air outside, Lansa felt more at ease, and suddenly wanted Yi Ting to face up to the gift he had received and praise himself.

Lan Sa straightened his clothes: "If the organizer knows that I have agreed to the invitation, they will definitely be moved to their knees and cry bitterly."

Yi Ting nodded: "That's for sure, you now have your own traffic, how rare it is."

stupid.

It's not about your own charm, but about your dancing skills, why doesn't Xiaolang understand?

Let him experience it for himself.

Lansa put the wolf's paw on his shoulder, and put his other hand around Yi Ting's strong waist.

He pinched it twice with his fingers. It was hard, but it was quite resilient. I don't know where it can bend the most.

The werewolf in front of him was a little at a loss, and asked doubtfully, "Why are you pinching my waist? It's so itchy."

Lansa's shoulder hurt a little from being scratched, and he frowned: "Just put your hands on it, don't press it."

He lowered his head and kicked the werewolf's wide-spread feet: "Shut it up, step forward."

"Oh, oh."

Yi Ting agreed, and also accepted it a little bit, but the display was still so rough, no matter how Ren Lansa corrected it, he still had the nature of a werewolf.

Lansa always gave up on Yi Ting's pursuit of perfection, and exhaled lightly: "Don't move, I will lead you, follow and dance."

Yi Ting nodded wildly with joy, Lansa didn't know why he was happy.

Lanza's dance steps are graceful and natural, dancing like flowing clouds and flowing water.

It was a long-lost feeling, but he hadn't felt comfortable for too long, and his feet hurt.

He was wearing thin boots, and was trampled hard by the wolf's foot, and he had to hold back his steps.

Lansa was slightly annoyed: "Stop! Pay attention to my steps."

Yi Ting's feet stopped on his feet and said, "What's wrong, it's not very good, I feel quite exciting?"

Lansa danced a graceful social dance, while Yi Ting danced wildly, probably no different from when he transformed on a full moon night.

Lanza gave him a push: "Put your feet away."

Yi Ting looked down, as if he had just realized it, and rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "Why did I say it was a little soft? I thought I was stepping on the right spot."

There was a burst of birdsong in the yard, wild birds from somewhere were singing happily, as if they were mocking the happy couple.

Lansa restrained himself from losing his temper, and firmly wrapped his arms around the werewolf's waist: "Slow down this time, and you should be careful and careful to cater to him."

"Aw..." A low wolf howl sounded.

Lansa's gaze stayed on the werewolf's face all the time. What upset him was that Yi Ting didn't look at him again from the beginning to the end, and only lowered his head to pay attention to the two people's steps.

The little wolf dared not look at him.

Lansa also looked down, but saw that Yi Ting seemed to be playing dodge and attack.Wherever he retreated, his wolf feet in slippers stepped on it.Wherever he was going to set his feet, Yi Ting quickly raised his feet and backed away, regardless of whether he could keep up with the rhythm.

It has become a rhythm of its own.

Lansa didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, and suddenly wanted to tease the other party, so he raised his feet and jumped forward lightly.

"Ow!"

Yi Ting seemed to be in a hurry, he spread his legs and straddled to both sides, but the wolf's tail was also shaken from his chest to the front, accidentally hitting Lansa's lower abdomen.

The eyes of the two focused on that point

, the two sides were silent for a moment.

Lansa hasn't taken the exam since he woke up... No, he rarely thinks about these desires. He has lived for thousands of years and has better self-control.But he is a normal male creature, he felt no pain and itched slightly, and his expression suddenly became weird.

This little wolf... dare to tease him?

No matter how nervous Yi Ting was, he could sense something was wrong, so he quickly shrank back with his tail.

It was good this time, Lanza felt that he was seduced by that furry living thing in an unspeakable place.

Yi Ting was frank: "If you're not careful, continue?"

Lansa took a close look at Yi Ting's face for a while, and there was nothing abnormal except that his eyes blinked too fast.

It should not be intentional, forgive him and dare not.

The two wobbled and practiced for a while, and Lanza finally couldn't hold on any longer. Numerous body collisions and pain in his feet told him that he couldn't let him be like this anymore.

Lansa let go slightly annoyed: "Aren't werewolves very agile? Why are you so clumsy."

Yi Ting felt sorry for himself: "That's right, I can run really fast, it's because this thing is so fancy, it's too much trouble to care about it!"

Lanza was a little discouraged. He did see the funny side of the werewolf, but he was the one who suffered.

He had seen enough and regretted it: "Forget it, I won't go."

Yi Ting shook his head: "Why do you regret it again? After the break just now, I have already given back to others, and even said that I would hold a banner to welcome you."

Lanza hadn't seen any banners, but his instinct was vulgar.

He hasn't immersed himself in the atmosphere of the dance party for a long time, and in fact, he also wants to watch it in his heart.

Lanza struggled for a while: "Okay, I won't dance then."

Yi Ting came over and patted Lansa's shoulder again, persistently said: "No, you taught me everything, I think it's quite fun!"

Lanza frowned: "Your bad dance moves are called skills? No creature can tolerate you as a dance partner."

"That's because it depends on your rhythm..." Yi Ting suddenly changed his hands and put his arms around Lansa's waist, "Try this."

Lansa felt a pain in his waist, and the werewolf's nails were about to dig into his flesh.

It was clearly a gentleman's posture, but at this moment, he felt so frivolous and frivolous.

Lansa shook his head, staring straight at the werewolf: "No, you are not allowed to touch my body."

Yi Ting didn't understand again: "Then I haven't touched it too often, why can't I just dance?"

Shameless and rude!

This kind of thing can still be said openly!

Lanza tried hard to maintain his innocence in his heart, and then wrapped his arms around the other's waist, and the two became more intimate.

No matter what posture, what dance steps, what rhythm.

Lansa closed her eyes slightly, and looked over lazily: "I'm tired, this is the last time, and I won't be in the mood to teach you in the future."

One is unrestrained, the other is elegant, but this time it has achieved a strange harmony.

Apart from not knowing that they were dancing a dance, it looked like a good match, and the birds chirped to the music.

Yi Ting was panting and resting, Lansa was thinking about the arrangement of the dance party, and secretly decided that if something didn't meet his expectations, he would leave after the first verse.

A picky blood prince, picky on everyone.

Lanza's heart was in turmoil for no reason. The people at the ball must be people he didn't know and didn't know. The unknown is always bad.

Is there anything funny going on at the prom?He wasn't expecting anything.

Afterwards, he was carried back to the nest by the werewolf, and he said he was resisting, but actually he didn't feel disgusted by Yi Ting and approached him, it was strange.