Netizens are vampires? !

"Nonsense! How is it possible! And my mother!" Art retorted loudly.

Edward immediately raised his eyebrows, looked at Art in surprise, and then let out a protracted oh, and smiled.

Yate immediately discovered the mistake and omission of this sentence, and a blush appeared on his face. Although it was very light, his fairer skin than ordinary Asians made it clearly fall into the eyes of others.

"No, don't look..." Art covered his face weakly, stared at the good-natured Cullen family scoundrels who filled the room with bulging eyes.Those villains all let out small laughs, and their movements were graceful, and their laughter was sweet.

"Oh, it looks good." Emmett sat sideways on the armrest of the sofa, holding Rosalie's left hand with his right hand, and snickered with a playful face, but in his heart, he was much more unscrupulous up.

"Hey, look, Edward's little darling feels good about him! Oh sure, that's nothing to be proud of for a vampire who's a born hunter. Haha!"

For the heartbeat that the big man deliberately wanted to hear, Edward could only have a terrible headache. Fortunately, Esme is always the kind and gentle one. She nodded to Edward and told Edward in her heart to let him figure it out. He signaled the other family members to leave with his eyes.

Edward looked at Esme gratefully.

It can be done, which means that his family members have officially accepted Yate as a member of the Cullen family, and even allowed him to reveal the biggest secret of the Cullen family to Yate, who is a human being. Of course, The premise is that he let go of his worry that he can't help but think too much.

His siblings patted him on the shoulder understandingly or smiled at him as they walked past him, clearly supporting any decision he made.This made him feel soft and warm, even though as a vampire, his whole body was cold and hard.

"Come on Art, it's getting late, you must be tired after a long day, we can go upstairs to talk, we can lie down, talk slowly, I will answer any doubts for you, as long as I can arrive."

"No, I'm not tired." Arter had long since become energetic due to the sudden change and the large amount of unimaginable information he suddenly received. Adorable Edward pressed his lips with a finger, and his charming and deep golden eyes could not help looked at him approvingly.

"You need to rest, honey, and, besides, you still hurt." He looked down at Art's foot, the swelling was much better.

"Don't refuse my proposal, forever." The brown-haired vampire whispered softly. Such tenderness made rejection a cruel and impossible thing.

Art followed Edward's footsteps almost irresistibly docilely, under the gaze of the golden vortex that seemed to suck people into it, and the cold touch on his lips seemed to never fade away.

That cold, gentle, soft, ambiguous touch.

Art's heart thumped, and the heat that had just receded burned up again.

"He is really a charming man. No one can resist his temptation." Art whispered in Chinese.

Edward, who was holding his hand and walking upstairs, suddenly turned around, hugged him, hugged him tightly with a low smile, and explained as he should before Arter resisted: "Look, the wound on your foot is not healed yet."

"You said... heard my voice?" Art lay on the large black leather sofa, holding the edge of the quilt under his chin with his hands, remembering his first question.

Edward lay on his side beside him, resting his head on one hand, giving Art most of the space.

Although the sofa is very spacious, it is still a bit worse than a bed. However, Edward believes that there is really no need to buy a large double bed, not at all, although he is fully capable of it.

His exposed upper body has the firm and tight muscles as Art imagined, with fine texture, just like his face, without any pores, it is as smooth as marble, and even slightly reflects the light.When he was motionless, Art really couldn't help but suspect that this was a perfect Greek sculpture.

Thinking of this, Yate subconsciously lifted the quilt under his neck nervously, and pulled it up again, almost covering his chin.

But Edward didn't seem to notice his nervousness at all, he gently fiddled with his hair, his almost whispering voice in the silent night seemed as beautiful as the end of a poem that was about to disappear: "Yes. It was like a beautiful dream."

"You know, Art, as I told you, I can hear other people's voices, and it took me a long time over the years to get that ability under control, to not feel like I was in a noisy environment all the time. downtown."

Seeing Art's eyes exposed outside the quilt with a smile, Edward's finger that was twiddling his hair naturally fell on Art's neck, and his fingertips gently brushed Art's skin, feeling the shock. The warmth of people's nostalgia, but the narration in his mouth did not stop.

"I can hear everyone's thoughts, except myself." Edward let out a sigh that Art didn't quite understand.

"For a long period of time, I didn't know what I wanted. Compared with others who could peep into my heart at will, I felt that the inaccessible heart made me more confused. Carlyle said, I need a partner, There's always a void in the... people without a partner. I think I can probably understand it. Like Alice and Jasper, like Emmett and Rosalie."

"?" Art moved his body and looked up at Edward.

Edward lowered his long eyelashes, stared tenderly at Art's short black hair scattered on the pillow, and let out a low laugh: "I think you must think that Rosalie has a bad temper?"

"Yes... yes." Saying bad things behind his back made Art roll his eyes a little embarrassed.

The parrot Xiaobo standing on the top of the bookcase didn't care so much, and immediately called out: [Hey, hey, hurry up, keep talking, there will be no commercials in the middle. 】

"But she never does that to us, only Emmett." Edward blinked his golden eyes obviously.

Yate smiled knowingly: "Oh, that's normal. In front of that person, you can't help being more casual, because you will be tolerated no matter what, right!"

Edward turned sideways slightly, and Art's laughter stopped abruptly—Edward was almost on top of him.

Edward stared at him, the affection in his eyes cannot be mistaken.Art felt that the bewitched dizziness reappeared, and he seemed to smell a pleasant fragrance from the tip of his nose, which was very faint but lingered all the time.

"But there you are, Art. So amazing, just in my heart, then, I couldn't see you, but I could feel it. I was taken aback, but you talked to me, shared with me Your happiness and complaints are like an ordinary person. You don't know how surprised I am."

"Actually, I'm just a normal person."

"No, of course not! You are so mysterious, just like a dream I had."

"Indeed, it's just a dream, a beautiful dream. It's sudden and without warning. And in the dream, I can catch you more clearly, and even, gradually, I can see your appearance. And I spent a lot of money on this Staying in bed for a long time, eyes closed, even if I don't want to rest - but I want to see you, or hear your voice, just the voice, whatever. Carlisle they all thought I was sick, I told them of your existence."

"Edward..." Arthur's heart moved, and he held Edward's hand sideways, which was always cold.And that hand quickly grabbed him instead.

The melancholy on Edward's face gradually dissipated, as if drawing strength from Art's palm.

"Just like I can hear other people's heart sounds, even the most hidden thoughts in my heart, you can always catch them. You don't know, how miraculous this is to me, how much it makes me... Surprised and delighted."

"That makes me no longer confused and lonely." Edward lowered his head and dropped a kiss on Art's cheek, his golden eyes were as deep as a deep pool reflecting the sun, and the low, melancholy voice, But Art couldn't hate the kiss, but his eyes opened wide quickly, and after a while, he blinked slowly.

"Oh...but...but how could this happen? I always thought I was just... just chatting with a netizen, one..." Art tilted his head to think for a while, then looked at Edward with a smirk, "One has A lot of netizens with strange ideas, frank, serious and cute."

"Heh." Edward let out a low laugh, his chest vibrated, and Art realized that the two were so close that he could easily feel the vibration.

"Of course, of course, frankly, you are the only one who can say that to a person with my abilities, because... because you are the only one who has walked into my heart in such a long time."

"Art, you are the only one." Edward murmured seductively with his silky velvety voice, his cold fingers gently brushing the corner of Art's lips.

"As for why, there are always many unexplainable things in this world, aren't they? But, if you have to say it, whether it's an electric wave or a brain wave, at least it's a wave, isn't it?"

"Hey!" Art protested.

Edward raised his hands to cover his eyes, and let out a pleasant smile: "Shh! It's late, honey, you need to rest. Close your eyes and stop looking at me with them, it will make me Forget about your fatigue, and talk to you until dawn."

"You are really lenient." Art muttered.

"Oh, because you are so excited, so, tonight, I have to discipline you like a child. But Art, you see, we obviously have a lot of time to continue talking, there is no need to rush, right? ? Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... We can talk slowly. Maybe you have to go to school with me here for the time being. So, you should rest now. Take enough rest."

"School? Oh god, I remember you telling me you were a sophomore in high school?"

Edward nodded, thinking to himself, I don't know how many sophomores it is.

"But I've already graduated from high school!"

"I don't think you would want to go to a strange place and meet complete strangers?"

"..."

"Well, in fact, I don't have the ability to let a strange university accept me."

Seeing Edward pulling the quilt to signal, Art could only compromise: "Okay, I'll rest now, you tyrant."

Art moved, then lay flat, and opened his eyes after a while, looking at Edward who was still looking at him with his head up: "Don't tell me you plan to sleep like this all night?"

"What if I told you that I wasn't even going to sleep, but was just going to look at you like this for the whole night?" Edward teased, raising his perfectly arched eyebrows.a family of scholars

"Then I can only say, you are really perverted! Peeping Tom!" Art finally retorted softly, and then drove past the quilt and closed his eyes.

Edward laughed again: "Peeping? No, I think I'm aboveboard."

Art: "..."

After a long time, after tossing and turning several times, Art's breathing gradually stabilized.

The vampire's sight can see everything clearly in the dark room, even the moonlight in Fox Town is completely obscured by the dense dark clouds above.

"Art..." Edward maintained his original prop position, as if he had never changed his posture.

After a while, he lowered his head and kissed Art lightly on the rosy lips.

【Indecent ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah --】 Decided to urinate a little Bo just put his head out from under the wings, when he saw this scene, he screamed immediately, but in the blink of an eye, before it could react, it The neck fell into Edward's hands.

【...No...Scholarly Family】

Edward didn't get up, because the long-awaited kiss was so wonderful that he couldn't stop it. He unconsciously pinched the parrot that rolled his eyes, and leaned his whole body on Art's body, but he lifted it up carefully. Some, to make sure it doesn't weigh on Art in his sleep.

He paused when Art moaned slightly, and then, the next moment, the kiss went from light as a feather at first to gradually heavier, and then sucking and licking.

The smell of the boy he loves passed through the vampire's extremely sensitive tongue, and Edward was extremely thankful that his lover's smell would not be so strong that he couldn't control himself.

Just when the tip of his tongue was about to pry open Art's jaw and poke in, laughter came from outside the window.

Edward raised his upper body abruptly, and his canine teeth turned outward quickly.However, the person squatting on the cedar branches outside the window is not a stranger.

Emmett looked at him with piercing eyes, and waved his hand without winking: "Look, I think it's not bad, but you're always reluctant to admit it, right Edward?"

Edward's voice was almost squeezed out between his teeth: "Emmett!"

He didn't know what he threw out casually. Of course, it failed to hit Emmett, but a miserable voice pierced all the way: [Oh, No!Why is it always me who gets hurt—I—I—I——]

That's a poor dazed boob.

Why does it have to get up in the middle of the night to urinate?

The author has something to say: Well, in fact, Edward showed his love.Art didn't explicitly accept it, but he didn't reject it.

The original book said that the smell of vampires can attract prey. They are natural hunters. So, I think that as long as the vampires are interested in people and want to please people, no one will escape their grasp.

Touch Little Art...

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