What should I do if the seven veterans are revived at the same time?

The next morning, around ten o'clock.

When Zhou Minghui woke up, he found that the room was still very dark.Zhuo Lan was hugged by his waist, lying with his back to him, playing with a communicator with a small screen on.

"...Why don't you turn on the light?" Zhou Minghui opened his mouth, and a hoarse and deep voice came out, "Isn't it too dark to play like this?"

"Again, you forgot, I'm not human. I'm more used to darkness than to bright places, and my eyes can see clearly in dim places." Zhuo Lan's voice sounded clearer than Zhou Minghui's Less, but also a lot of spirit.He patted Zhou Minghui's hand on his waist: "If you wake up, let me go."

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't do anything, I don't move if you hold me like this."

"You should have pulled my hand away earlier."

"Don't you think I haven't tried it? If you pull it, you will hug it even tighter, and I don't even bother to struggle."

Zhou Minghui let out a low laugh, let go of him and turned over on his back: "Last night, you tossed so fiercely, and you are so energetic now... I suddenly suspect that I didn't work hard enough last night."

"You're enough." Zhuo Lan just sat up when he heard the words and slapped Zhou Minghui on the face, "Every time you drink your blood, you're like a mad dog. If I didn't have a blood race body, I wouldn't be able to carry it." Can't wait, you still say you didn't work hard enough?"

Zhou Minghui grabbed his hand and bit his finger: "You are so enthusiastic after drinking blood, how could I bear it?"

He was very skillful in biting, Zhuo Lan really liked his "duplicity" appearance so much, he couldn't help but leaned down and kissed the other party's lips.

Zhou Minghui clasped the back of his head, and kissed him forcefully yet tenderly.

The two entangled for a few minutes before Zhuo Lan slowly backed away: "...I won't come, you will be excited again when you come again."

Zhou Minghui pinched his chin and smiled: "My blood, is it good to drink?"

"Why do you keep asking?" Zhuo Lan snorted, "I'm very picky about the staple food, okay?"

"Okay." Zhou Minghui said, "Then I'm glad that my taste hasn't changed after hundreds of years, otherwise you must have disliked it."

"Very self-aware." Zhuo Lan brushed his hand away, turned around and got out of bed to go to the toilet.

Zhou Minghui watched him enter the bathroom, sighed contentedly, and sat up too.

***

Zhuo Lan and Zhou Minghui went downstairs to have breakfast, which Zhou Minghui ordered in advance and delivered this morning.

Although it was quite delicious, but Zhuo Lan drank Zhou Minghui's blood last night, and everything he ate now felt tasteless.He held a shrimp dumpling in his mouth without interest, and didn't swallow it for a long time. He poked his head to see what Zhou Minghui was watching on the communicator next to him.

The result was no surprise—financial news.

Zhou Minghui didn't avoid him, but turned to look at him: "Why don't you eat? What are you doing with your mouth?"

As soon as Zhuo Lan rolled his eyes, a bad idea came up, and he leaned over to kiss him.Said it was a kiss, but actually stuffed the breakfast with only a small corner into Zhou Minghui's mouth, and then touched Zhou Minghui's lips by the way.

Zhou Minghui: "..."

If this was a few hundred years ago when the two first started dating, Zhou Minghui would definitely get angry right now.But now, he could only eat the food with a sullen face.

Then he wiped his mouth: "You are getting more and more courageous."

"I don't want to eat, don't waste it." Zhuo Lan replied calmly, "I just had dinner last night, and I'm not interested in anything else now."

These words are a bit flattering to Zhou Minghui.Regardless of Zhuo Lan's original purpose for saying this, Zhou Minghui was a little happier: "Since I like this taste, why don't you come to me on my own initiative, huh?"

"I'm afraid you're busy. You used to be busy." Zhuo Lan suddenly remembered the past and complained, "I missed you and called you at night, but you hung up on me without saying a word. You still hate me." Not looking for you?"

"Which year are you talking about the old almanac, huh? It was just that one time, and you made my liver hurt first, so I want to teach you a lesson." Zhou Minghui is also used to his strong words, and he didn't Getting angry, he replied calmly, "It's only been a few days since we met now that I've shown you face? Do you insist on saying hundreds of years?"

Zhuo Lan said: "I am willing."

"You are just willing to provoke me." Zhou Minghui pulled him over, sat on his lap, and began to settle accounts afterwards, "I didn't say anything about you yesterday. I smelled rose perfume as soon as I walked in. Did you mean it?" Yes, huh? I know I don't like such a strong taste."

"Of course it was on purpose, just to prevent you from tossing me as soon as you walked in." Zhuo Lan snorted, "Who knew you would grab me into the bathroom as soon as you came, and blind me with such an expensive perfume. If it weren't for you , was kicked out by me a long time ago, how can you criticize me here?"

"I'm just annoyed that you annoy me on purpose, and it's not that you're not allowed to use or buy it at all. Five thousand dollars an ounce of perfume, did I buy you less before?" Zhou Minghui followed Zhuo Lan's neckline and saw The mark he made by himself in the hollow of his shoulder, he couldn't help but leaned closer and kissed lightly, "Also, I am delicious, where is it delicious?"

It was obvious that he asked knowingly, but Zhou Minghui not only asked, but also moved his waist deliberately and suggestively.Zhuo Lan raised his eyebrows, said "Don't bother", then pushed Zhou Minghui's head away and got up by himself.

He went back to his place to drink water, Zhou Minghui didn't force him, and continued to watch the news on the communicator.After Zhuo Lan finished drinking from the glass, the housekeeping robot came over and poured him another half glass, and added a rose petal, which was really beautiful.

Zhuo Lan said casually, "Thank you, Alex."

A mature male voice came from the robot: "You're welcome, dear master."