On the price to pay for changing the plot

Dylan has lived hidden among humans for nearly four centuries, and he will move to another place after a while. Human life is very short. If he stays in the same place for a long time, his ageless face will make people feel scary .

Fu Heng also wondered why werewolves were so persistent in wanting to integrate into the human race. The answer Dylan gave him was that the blood of werewolves was fused with human blood, and they were born full of longing for life.

Their nature makes them desire to live with humans and entertain with humans, which has been deeply rooted for thousands of years.

The day before Christmas, Dylan called him in advance. His friends were coming. Fu Heng was not interested in his friends. He was a vampire now. It would not be good to see more humans, but he would not reject those people. The person who wants to come, no matter how he is, he is dependent on others, but he has no right to prevent people from entering the house.

The next afternoon, when Fu Heng was sleeping soundly, the sound of a girl playing outside woke him up from his dream. He was thinking about going out to have a look, but the vampire's work and rest time did not allow it. He used all his energy to do things that violated the rules, squinting his eyes and squinting on the bed listening to the noise outside.

"Dylan! Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas, come in first."

"Dylan! Haven't you finished the Christmas tree yet? Let's help you!" Fu Heng thought dazedly about this enthusiastic girl, and fell into a deep sleep not long after.

"Aita, do you want to get up?" After being slapped twice on the face, Fu Heng hugged his head and shrank into the quilt in a flustered manner. It was so annoying!

"Aita, wake up, let's go down for Christmas," Dylan pulled the quilt slightly away and saw that the vampire's eyes were red from sleep, and his skin was slightly congested. With his thoughts, he pinched the face of the little guy who was sleeping in a puddle of mud, the tentacles were smooth and slightly cool, and had a good touch.

Buzzing voices beside his ears made Fu Heng wake up completely, and his anger soared when he got up. He raised his head and stared angrily at the man in front of him who was smiling like a spring breeze, "I want to sleep! Get out of here!"

The cuteness of this fried hair made Dylan bleed. He sat on the bed, stroked the vampire's long hair, slowly slid it to the nape of his neck, pinched it, someone who had fried hair just now She softened her body and hung on him, "Hmm..."

So sensitive!Dylan picked him up and dressed him one by one in an orderly manner, as if he had practiced it many times.

"Aita, let's go down," he bowed his head and kissed the bright red lips.

Fu Heng couldn't bear his yelling from left to right, and finally opened his eyes in sleepiness, "You are so annoying!"

"Well, let's go down, it's impolite to keep guests waiting," he didn't feel annoyed at all, and happily put the Santa hat on Fu Heng's head, "This hat really fits Aita, it's very beautiful! "

Will you praise others?He is a big man who is praised as beautiful. Doesn't this indirectly mean that he is a bitch?Fu Heng pushed him down on the bed impatiently, and went out the door alone.

He came down from upstairs, and Tiris and Jill sitting in the living room were stunned the moment they saw his face. Wearing a Santa Claus hat indecently, with long red hair reaching his waist, but he looked unhappy, and he didn't know who made him unhappy.

"Hello..." Tiris spoke first, and the man got closer and closer, his handsome face was flawless, and she felt dazzled.

Fu Heng nodded, and his eyes were attracted by the Christmas tree in the living room. He walked to the tree full of shiny things and hooked a branch to remove a small ball.

"Sir! You can't take off the things on the Christmas tree!" Jill hurriedly stopped him. They decorated the tree all afternoon, and there was no mistake.

Fu Heng shoved his hands back into his clothes uninterestedly. He just wanted to see what was put on the tree. This was his first time celebrating a Westerner's Christmas. He was just curious.

"Ata, I have a small gift here, and the one on the tree cannot be moved," Dylan also came to the living room, holding a few dolls in his hand, which were left over from decorating the Christmas tree before.

"I don't want it." I really thought he was a child, and brought that kind of childish thing, but he was not interested in little girls' things.

The interaction between the two of them was unknowingly a little intimate. Jill and Tiris glanced at each other, "Dylan, this gentleman is..."

"I forgot to introduce you, this is Aita," Dylan answered, reaching out to straighten the hat on Fu Heng's head that was about to fall off.

"Hi, I'm Jill, Dylan's friend," Jill said in the middle, glanced at Tiris, who was looking at Fu Heng with a nympho, and said, "Tiris, we are boyfriend and girlfriend .”

"Hello," Fu Heng nodded. He was still a little contemptuous in his heart. He was so jealous, but he didn't show any interest in Tiris, and was eager to show his identity. How childish.

"Ah! Let's have dinner first. I've been busy all afternoon, and I'm already hungry." Seeing the tense atmosphere, Tiris took the lead to sit at the table and beckoned them over.

Fu Heng didn't want to go there.He sat there like a vampire and had nothing to eat, and it was hard to watch them eat, but Dylan sat down at the table with his hands tightly, and groped under the table, and brought up two bags of black envelopes. The bag was placed in his hands, "Ata, Merry Christmas."

Fu Heng shook the black bag. It was liquid, so it was imitation blood. He was really thoughtful, and he sipped it from the opened mouth. The taste was even better than before, "...Merry Christmas."

"tasty?"

"Well," Fu Heng hung his head, all his heart was on the bag.

Tillis and Jill, who were sitting across from them, didn't know what was going on, what was in that bag?There are so many delicious things on the table, the man didn't even look at them, he just chewed on the bag. How delicious are the things in the bag?

"Let's eat, leave him alone, he doesn't like to eat these things," Dylan cut open the pizza, took a piece and put it on the plate, cut it into pieces with a knife, Fu Heng saw that he wanted to eat it , he put down the bag he finished drinking, pointed to the pizza on the plate and said, "Give me some, I want to eat."

The look of eagerness made Dylan laugh, and he poked one with a fork and put it in the mouth of the vampire, "Eat it."

Fu Heng wrapped it in one mouthful, but vomited it out the next moment, and drank several sips of water in disgust. Why did the pizza taste bitter in his mouth, it was so unpalatable, and his whole face was pulled up.

"Okay, so cute," Tillis folded her hands and looked at him happily.

This made Fu Heng unhappy. He coldly rolled his eyes at Dylan who smiled and crooked his eyes, "You did it on purpose."

"Cough..." He coughed, immediately suppressed his joy, put a piece of pizza into his mouth, and chewed, "Why are you blaming me again? This pizza is delicious, with mango in it, very fragrant .”

"..."

asshole!Pretend, keep pretending, playing with him, right? Fu Heng stood up and was about to leave the table in a fit of anger, but was grabbed by Dylan, "Don't be angry, look," he put another bag of blood under the tablecloth bag, and generously placed it in the hands of the angry vampire.

As soon as he saw the food, Fu's integrity went offline, and he sat back to continue fighting. Tillis really wanted to be hugged and rubbed, and Jill beside her stared at The girl didn't say a word.

After dinner, Jill and Tiris bid farewell to the two of them. The lazy Fu Heng went back to the room and continued to sleep soundly. Dylan was left to clean the house inside and out before he was satisfied. Went back to bed.

Under the dim streetlights, the shadows of Tiris and Jill stretched long, Tiris was still immersed in the dinner just now, she pulled Jill who was silent, "Jill, we will come here more often in the future Look at Dylan."

"Why?" Jill frowned.

Tiris looked at him coyly: "I think Ata is too cute, and I want to be friends with him."

be friends?Jill's sense of crisis immediately rose. What's so good about that Ata monster who looks like a little boy?

"We live far away, so it's not very convenient."

"Then we can, Aita..."

She stopped abruptly in the middle of her excited words, because there was a man standing not far away. The man had red eyes, half-length red hair falling all over his shoulders, and the outline of his face was similar to that of Aita, but his two One canine is exposed, which is definitely not owned by humans.

"Tillis! Run!"

Jill grabbed her hand and ran back. If the man was not mistaken, he was clearly a vampire, but after turning his head and running a few steps, the red-haired vampire stood in front of them, "Aha! You can't run away gone."

After Christmas, another two months passed, and the weather gradually warmed up. Dylan would often take Fu Heng out for a walk at night. However, this vampire was a bit of a homebody and didn't like to move around very much. He would rather stay at home and play games. don't like to walk.

On the fifteenth day, Dylan left early. Since the last accident, he would come back as early as possible on the fifteenth day. He was really worried about leaving Fu Heng at home alone. He even specially paid for a werewolf to guard him. Rest easy at home.

Dylan left. There was a vampire and a werewolf in the room who didn't know each other. Fu Heng didn't have the desire/desire to talk to each other.

It didn't feel good to be watched. He stretched a few times and was about to go upstairs, but the werewolf followed. Fu Heng ignored him, went into the room and shut him out, and sat cross-legged on the bed to read comics.