The President's Vampire

The illustrator who overslept roared, rushed into the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth as quickly as possible, and had breakfast, which shouldn't be counted as breakfast, anyway, he couldn't care less about eating, and rushed out of the house with the manuscript.

Forgot the delivery time, the illustrator arrived at the company with a chicken coop on his head, and out of breath squeezed into the elevator that was about to close.

The illustrator rubbed his little hands and waited aside, waiting for the good news.

"Not bad, full of appeal." It was what Ling Yuan thought.

"Then, I can, can I become the Queen's illustrator for the whole novel?" Boldly speak out your thoughts.

"The story style is changeable, can you fully control it?" Ling Yuan crossed his hands, "Affixing the label of queen will increase your invisible work pressure. It is very good to keep the current enthusiasm. No one is perfect."

The illustrator was frustrated for a moment, and understood, "Thank you for your proposal." It was because I took it for granted.

"Keep working hard." Ling Yuan did not forget to encourage him a lot.

"Follow-up is up to you." The process was done last time, and Ling Yuan believes that the illustrator is competent.

"No problem." With the experience from last time, the illustrator left excitedly.

Compared with the illustrations, Ling Yuan opened the first draft of the comic version in the mailbox, which was not satisfactory.

The special assistant knocked on the door and came in: "The organizer of the Cannes Film Festival invites you to be the best award presenter."

Ling Yuan's first thought was: "Did you take the wrong medicine?" He had already rejected it last time, why did he keep repeating it?

"The organizer means that the winner of the Palme d'Or is eligible to take over your second work." It's impossible to invite again and again without thinking.

Ling Yuan sneered: "Consuming my identity, I still want to be an empty-handed white wolf. If I get the opportunity to shoot, I will grab it!"

The special assistant did not dare to let out the air, feeling the temperature drop in the room.

"There won't be a joke this time, and the winner of the grand prize has been decided by default?" Ling Yuan couldn't express his contempt from the tone of his voice.

The special assistant didn't dare to say that he couldn't, that he couldn't get this kind of guarantee.

"The comics are too bad, go back and rework, or change to another team." Ling Yuan skipped the irritating topic, "The last time the comic team didn't deliver the manuscript?"

The special assistant hesitated and said: "It was poached."

There is something in the words, what do you mean?Ling Yuan looked to the special assistant and others to explain.

"Small workshops don't have enough voice, and the new company is stronger." The special assistant revealed too much information.

Ling Yuan didn't hear the illustrator mention it, forgot or other reasons?

"Let them submit a manuscript, and I will pay the compensation for terminating the contract." What is the age, and they are still playing the game of strong buying and strong selling.

Special Assistant: "Invitation letter?"

Ling Yuan changed the word not to go, and thought for a while, "Go and see who has the ability to go through the back door early."

On the other side, Chu Luo frequently received domestic long-distance calls, expressly implying that after one round, when the other party rushed to the room, he expressed Ling Yuan's request.

"Booked?" Headed to Cannes.

Before Chu Luo left, she sent a text message to Ling Yuan, saying that she would go to the film festival and looked forward to seeing each other again.

Ling Yuan didn't return after reading it, and threw the phone aside, out of sight and out of mind.

Every year in mid-May, the Cannes Film Festival is held at the Palais des Festivals in Cannes for about twelve days.

Here you can see the Mediterranean Sea, thin sandy beaches, and beautiful sea views.

Strolling on the beach, you can see handsome men and women in cool swimsuits everywhere. The arrival of the film festival has brought a large number of tourists.

He took off the shoes and socks on his feet, felt the softness of his feet, and walked towards the sea.

The waves kissed the toes mischievously.

Ling Yuan, who has an outstanding temperament, ignores the sight on his body, and is imposing enough to force back the men and women who come forward to strike up a conversation with malicious intentions.

The sound of cellphones and cameras clicked into my ears, wondering who is such an outstanding young man?

A series of footprints were left along the wet shore, and the toes were suddenly clicked. Looking down, it was a hermit crab with bubbles on its head.

Ling Yuan raised his toes and flicked them, becoming more playful, blocking the little thing's escape route.

The mobile phone took a picture of Ling Yuan's wicked side, which is a little cute.

Turning his head and looking at each other, Ling Yuan frowned, not sure if it was due to damn fate, or if the other party really had the ability to find himself, and his mood was particularly not beautiful.

"Look, I've said it before, the natural attraction will bind you and me together." Chu Luo took another picture of Ling Yuan, her interesting expression frozen.

Chu Luo didn't need to deliberately inquire about Ling Yuan's whereabouts. She had just arrived in the small town of Cannes, and came to the beach with her intuition, and locked her target in the crowd with one glance.

"Let's go, there are a lot of people here." There are many media reporters squatting, just to shoot bloody pictures, process and render the news.

Ling Yuan let go of the hermit crab who was almost spoiled, "They dare not send it." It was so arrogant.

Chu Luo grabbed Ling Yuan's arms and quickly moved closer to kiss her lips.

"How about this?" Before the words finished, Chu Luo had already let go of Ling Yuan's restraint.

"I should bite you to death!" Making his heart beat faster, Ling Yuan showed full of malice.

"In full view?" Taking advantage of the venue, Chu Luo easily succeeded.

"You are a person who is good at climbing the bed!" If it wasn't for the wrong place, Ling Yuan couldn't suppress the urge to beat someone.

"Thank you for the compliment." Chu Luo's smile became brighter, "At first, I felt that the model of boiling frogs in warm water gradually became too familiar with each other."

"What about now?" Ling Yuan cast his eyes on the blue sea level.

"It's better to use the strong one." Deep down in Chu Luo's heart, she liked to see Ling Yuan's forbearance, and she was indignant at her inability to do anything. It was really cute.

Ling Yuan looked back at Chu Luo: "You are testing repeatedly on the verge of death."

"I am special in your eyes, and you are also special in my eyes." Chu Luo walked slowly with Ling Yuan.

"I don't believe in so-called love at first sight, I only believe in intuition." Chu Luo said boldly.

Ling Yuan sarcastically said: "It can be seen that you have no heart." Human beings always like to speak sweet words to confuse people's hearts.

Chu Luo suddenly grabbed Ling Yuan's hand: "Touch it, it's beating." How could he be heartless.

"Take it out." Ling Yuan viciously moved his fingertips on his chest, pressing down hard.

In Chu Luo's eyes, Ling Yuan often speaks harshly, like a paper tiger that is so cute.

Ling Yuan broke free from Chu Luo's hand, put it on the other's shoulder, close to the ear, "I have never domesticated a human being, if you are a virgin, you can barely consider it."

Chu Luo was not aware of being belittled and teased maliciously, "Don't you know it's right by smelling it?"

"You should have met me earlier, so that you could be castrated as soon as possible to ensure the purity of the blood." She licked Chu Luo's earlobe wickedly, and it was gone for a moment.

The two flirted with each other along the way, and when they returned to the hotel, both of them were burned. One was eager to drink blood, and the other was looking forward to tasting delicious food.

Lu Jie broke in untimely, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

"Then, what, I went wrong." Lu Jie didn't expect that the boss would be so impatient in broad daylight, he would only walk in when the door was open, almost blinding the eyes of the titanium alloy dog.

With a strong sense of survival, Lu Jie quickly backed out, closed the door for the boss before leaving, and murmured while covering the heart that was jumping out of his throat, "Almost ruined the boss' good deed!"

Hurry up, hurry up, run away in a hurry.

The fangs that touched the skin on the side of the neck retracted, Ling Yuan opened his blood-red pupils, and reluctantly licked the place where he almost bit down, he should thank Lu Jie for intervening.

Some confused Chu Luo came back to her senses, touched the slightly cool place after licking, and laughed wildly while hugging Ling Yuan who had a face full of resentment.

Pushing away the out-of-shape Chu Luo, Ling Yuan called room service, brought up two cups of watermelon juice, went into the bathroom and took a cold shower to cool down.

Chu Luo stood at the door of the bathroom with her arms folded, admiring the scenery inside with burning eyes, and could not help but whistle.

"I should beat you up for hemiplegia." Ling Yuan casually rushed into his bathrobe, and squinted at the person by the door.

"Drink your watermelon juice." Chu Luo walked into the bathroom, and also took a shower to extinguish the fire.

While Chu Luo was taking a bath, she drank two cups of watermelon juice, which relieved her thirsty throat, and called her special assistant to bring over a set of clothes. The shirt and trousers discarded on the ground were wrinkled badly under the friction of the two of them just now.

Chu Luo changed into a casual outfit and glanced at the time: "Order?" It's noon in time for dinner.

"Whatever." Ling Yuan was not interested in what to eat.

At the dining table, Chu Luo looked for topics and chatted about the history of the blood clan's changes, and was very curious about it.

"The ancestor of the blood clan is Cain?" It was written in the online books, and Chu Luo confirmed to Ling Yuan.

"No, the blood race is really a demon race." Ling Yuan talked about the blood race's past in order to divert the unsatisfied desire.

"The demons are descendants of the gods, that's why pure blood can live under the scorching sun." Ling Yuan ate every bite.

Chu Luo had never heard of such an explanation, so she was full of curiosity.

"At the beginning, the five creation gods created the world and created offspring with their own abilities. The descendants of the gods are divided into those with wings and those without wings. All the demons are extremely handsome, with black hair and purple eyes. The ability depends on the color of the eyes. The deeper the purple The stronger the ability."

"Then you?" Red eyes?Chu Luo couldn't see that Ling Yuan was weak.

Ling Yuan closed his eyes and opened them again, his light purple eyes were extraordinarily gorgeous.

"Red makes people afraid." Chu Luo seemed to understand, exposing Ling Yuan's bad intentions of scaring her several times.

"The demon race is the head of the seven major races. According to records, when the god race was strong and the demon race was weak, a generation of demon princesses married into the god race on the grounds of marriage and gave birth to a pair of twins. The eldest daughter was the god race, and the second son was the god race. Bloodlines."

The more Chu Luo heard it, the more familiar it became, "How do you set up a routine with the game?" Isn't it just teasing yourself?

Ling Yuan's innocent face: "I don't know."

"Ah?" Chu Luo was confused, wondering what?Is it right or wrong?

"According to what you said, Cain should be the ancestor, but the surname of the pure-blood family is Abel." Ling Yuan once doubted and studied, but couldn't understand.

"Cain's younger brother Abel?" Chu Luo instantly recalled the contents of a certain book, and continued following Ling Yuan's train of thought. So what does Delin represent?

"There is no clear record in the inheritance and books." You are not surprised if you say it is strange, Ling Yuan was also confused for a while, and then gave up after finding out the reason.

"You turned into a bat, which is different from the Lord." Chu Luo wanted to ask a long time ago.

"That's mimicry. Bats are active at night, small in size and fast in speed." The best choice for saving energy.

"So the structure of the wings is not exactly the shape of a bat's wing membrane, but more like a bird's full of feathers?" Chu Luo saw the changed Ling Yuan.

"Birds will be hunted and killed, but bats will not." Of course, we must choose the dominant side to avoid some accidents.

"Have horns and pointed ears?" Chu Luo was eager to see Ling Yuan's real body.

When he was full, Ling Yuan stood up and went to open the door, and the special assistant brought the clothes.

After changing it, leave directly, and stay for 1 minute to see if it is too much.

Lu Jie watched Ling Yuan leave, waited for a while, and then knocked on the door of the boss next door.