vampire taboo

"Wang! It has been confirmed that Yue Jingyan is related to Fei!"

Simon looked at Langus who came out of the bedroom and said respectfully.

After stroking his forehead, Langus walked towards the sofa, then picked up the cup in front of the sofa and drank the bright red liquid inside.

Langus's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and this small change naturally couldn't escape Charles' eyes. Lan, he did it again, and used his own blood to raise the boy again. However, this It was just one time, and he had to suck so much blood from Langus at one time. Charles couldn't imagine how long Langus would last if the number of times was too high.

Charles clenched his fists and looked in the direction of the bedroom. It seems that this man named Wu Luo should indeed be sent away earlier. As long as the waste matter is resolved, he will let him leave Langus completely, whether it is By what means, Charles can't see such a noble Lan becoming like this because of such an irrelevant person.

"Come on, what does it matter?" Putting down the cup in his hand, Langus looked at Simon, put his hands on his lap, and leaned back on the sofa in a lazy manner. Although he was lazy, he was Adding some noble atmosphere, even Shire couldn't help drawing Langus a few more times.

Charles still doesn't understand what kind of attitude he is in towards Langus. Sometimes he also thinks that Langus will change back to the despairing him before, so that he will rely on himself, and he will be everything. It doesn't matter, he doesn't care about anything, but thinking about it, it's impossible. Langus is the king now, and he can't go deep into it. Maybe, Charles' thoughts on Langus can only be hidden in his heart, but, Even if he knew it was impossible, he would not let anyone else have any thoughts about him, or Langus would change the status quo and be special to another person. Since he can only hide it in his heart, how can others get him? That special favor.

"There is a vampire next to Yue Jingyan, and he provided the raw materials for making waste." The lazy voice seemed to have not yet woken up. If there was not such a voice, it must be said that Simon had fallen asleep. No one will doubt it.

Langus naturally knew the blood race that Simon was talking about. It was because of him last time that Wu Luo almost couldn't come back. He clenched his hands into fists, swept his blood-colored eyes at everyone in the room, and then said lightly. .

"Now that it's decided, let's do it! I'll leave Yue Jingyan's place to me."

Langus stood up, his eyes still not seeing any waves.

Charles, Simon, Hughes, and several of them all bowed respectfully to Langus and exited the house.

They all know that Langus's style of work is to do it thoroughly. It is not easy for Yue Jingyan and the woman named Shadow to make Langus make such a decision.

Even if the order given by Langus was not made clear, several people knew that neither Yue Jingyan's subordinates nor Shadow Shadow's organization could escape this disaster for them.

Langus walked into the bedroom, looked at Wu Luo who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and stretched out his hand cautiously, trying to smooth his frowning brows for the young man.

Halfway up his hand, Langus didn't dare to put it down, for fear of disturbing the boy's peaceful sleep. After thinking about it, Langus took his hand back, sat on the edge of the bed, and then lay down very carefully. On the bed, just looking at the boy's profile.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." A whispered word made Wu Luo's frowning brows slightly relaxed, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wu Luo, have we known each other for a long time? If we have known each other for a long time, why can't I remember where I met you.

In Langus' mind, Wu Luo's face seemed to be the same as someone in his memory, but he still couldn't see that person's face clearly, as if a memory had been erased by someone.

Arms around the boy's waist, smelling the faint body fragrance of the boy, Langus, who never sleeps in the middle of the night, fell into such a deep sleep.

On the outskirts of the city, in a huge villa.

The arrangement is still rigorous, even though Haitian doesn't come home often, but in this home, every item is arranged according to his preferences, everything is simple, but there is not necessarily a little bit of luxury.

"What happened to Wu Luo? What did you do to him?" Hai Ran asked the person standing in front of him. What would he do if something happened in his father's hands? At this moment, he was more like a helpless child, who had long since lost that lazy aura.

Haitian is always steady, even in the face of such a son, he still maintains that calmness, Wu Luo's matter is indeed related to him, the photo given by the man in black that day is enough to prove Wu Luo's identity, but, To Haitian's surprise, this young man named Wu Luo was kidnapped before he made a move, without even a trace, just like all the previous cases about vampires, although he had already guessed It will be like this, but Haitian is still a little disappointed, he still can't go in, those things hidden in the depths.

"I have no idea!"

Haitian poured himself a glass of water and sat down. For this son, he never knew how to face it, or, from the moment his mother, his wife passed away, this son no longer regarded himself as a father up.

On Haitian's head, the white hair has become more white, and that old face looks a bit overworked, but he didn't expect that his son would value Wu Luo so much.

Although he didn't have much contact with him, he was his own son after all. Haitian knew his personality better than anyone else. Those who fall take care of themselves.

"Wu Luo is not the person you are looking for. Those monsters have nothing to do with him. If it wasn't for him last time, I might have died long ago. So, father, I beg you, let him go!"

Hai Ran suddenly knelt down on the ground, emphatically emphasizing the word "Father".

The cup in Haitian's hand fell to the ground with a loud crash.

How long has it been? How long has it been since he called his father? Haitian thought that he might never hear it again in his life, but at this moment, he called for someone completely irrelevant.

Haitian took a deep breath, regained his usual composure, looked at the cup on the ground, and said calmly.

"He's a vampire and may be dead by now."

Such a person is too dangerous for his son, so Haitian must cut off his son's delusions.

Haitian's words are like a bolt from the blue to Hairan, dead?Is that pretty boy gone?Hai Ran stood up unsteadily and left the living room.

Something broke quietly in Hairan's heart, maybe, there will be no more in the future, that kind of different heartbeat has been completely suppressed by his father.It was killed before it was faced.

"Son, don't blame me, it's not your business to meddle in that world."

Haitian lit a cigarette, stood by the window, looked at the moonlight outside the window, with a sad face.