Netizens are vampires? !

The male nurse lay unconscious on the hospital bed, and when he woke up, Carlisle would tell him that he was in a coma due to anemia.

Edward picked up Yate and jumped out of the door. The speed, which was his strength, was brought to the extreme by him, and it passed by in a flash.A young female nurse who was busy preparing for the operation in the corridor only felt a blur in front of her eyes, as if the shadow of something flashed across her retina, and when she turned her head, she seemed to see a corner of her clothes disappearing at the end of the corridor in the blink of an eye, or as if No.

"Oh my god!" The female nurse shivered and smashed the medicine bottle in her hand.

Carlisle, who was leading the two assistant physicians to the operating room, was stepping quickly to the operating room, and was skillfully putting on a clean white sterile surgical gown. Hearing the sound, he immediately stopped in his tracks, and looked at the dull young nurse beside him. .

In the eyes of the clinic staff, the handsome Dr. Carlisle is gentle and amiable, but there is only one exception - he never shows mercy in his work, and even does not allow a little bit of flaw, because "any flaw may become Executioner"—that was the first thing Carlyle told everyone when he recruited nurses and assistants.

Thinking of these words, the nurse immediately lowered her head in fear of Carlisle's eyes: "I'm sorry, Dr. Karen, please forgive my carelessness."

"Please re-prepare the medicine for the patient immediately. You have to remember that not every disease can delay the injection, and not every mistake can be made up for by being sorry." Carlisle taught lightly, and then continued to move forward. His rapid but rhythmic footsteps sounded: "Prepare for anesthesia for surgery."

"Yes, Dr. Karen." The assistant quickly ran forward and opened the door of the operating room for Carlisle, without casting any sympathetic glances at the frightened nurse—every woman here It is inevitable to be full of fantasies about this handsome and gentle doctor. It would be great if the fantasies were shattered.

See, they can't compare to Dr. Cullen, whether it's fame, looks or money.

The rich fragrance of blood is still spreading around the clinic, and the abundant rainwater in Fox Town seems to have brought this alluring fragrance, and spare no effort to bring it to the surroundings.

Edward jumped down from the bathroom on the second floor with Yate on his back, and his knees slightly bent and landed on the ground. Before Yate on his back felt the vibration, Edward had already jumped up quickly, and his nimble figure disappeared into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

Art's hand on Edward's shoulder could feel him holding his breath at this moment - vampires don't actually need to breathe, Carlisle even swam across the English Channel by virtue of this when he was a newborn vampire.It was a long and dangerous journey, which Art had only heard of in fairy tales, except from Carlyle.

Xiaobo, who took a step to explore the way, stood on the branch early, and now he jumped off, and was about to land on Art's shoulder, and then tried his best to praise his achievements, but Edward did not stop, and directly carried Art on his back. flashed by.

Xiao Bo immediately screamed angrily after a brief moment of stupefaction: [Bastard!Run so fast and hurry to get involved! 】

Its sturdy speech made a passing young male parrot fold its wings and stop curiously, looking at Xiaobo with its head tilted.Its young and pretty plumage gleamed beautifully in the little light that fell sparsely through the trees.

Xiao Bo's face turned red, fortunately, it was hidden under the feathers, so it was not obvious.It puts away its blown fur, tilts its head, and looks at its own feathers.

Well, it's not young anymore, but at least he's mature, personable and handsome!Thinking of this, Xiao Bo's self-confidence suddenly swelled, and he immediately jumped onto the branch with his head held high, turned his head and asked, "Hey, handsome guy, what are you doing?"Are you free to go find food together?I know a couple of nice fruit trees. 】

The young male parrot has obviously never been accosted by the same sex. He purred his eyes and answered in a somewhat immature voice: [I won’t talk to you. My mother warned me when I left, don’t strike up conversations with strange parrots. No, same-sex is not safe anymore. 】

Xiao Bo opened his wings exaggeratedly and let out a quacking sneer: 【Oh, you mean, are you still a little bird with no hair yet, you must listen to your mother?oh god! 】It covered its face with one wing, grinned, and fell straight from the tree.

The young parrot was immediately irritated, the feathers on its neck stood up, and the luster on the feathers made the fallen Xiaobo dizzy.

【Not at all! ] The young parrot stared at Xiaobo angrily.

【Hey, don't get excited.I think you must be a young lad just out of the nest, so, are you interested in following me to see and see?I have delicious nuts!By the way, I also have a pet. 】

【pet? 】Compared with nuts, curious young parrots are obviously more interested in this.

[Yes, a person who can speak bird language!Scholarly Family] Xiao Bo held his head high, and the other party's amazed gaze made him very satisfied.

Look, nurturing is the kingly way!Xiaobo looked vigorously at the direction where Edward and Art disappeared, jumped up, and kicked its short legs disdainfully—I despise you!Plato or something, only a fool can do it!

Art and Edward, unaware that their dawdling has been scorned by a parrot, are walking through the forest.

The moss and ferns under the feet made rustling sounds, and because the speed was too fast, those sounds were connected together, like a crooning ditty with ups and downs, mysterious and fresh.The green in the forest is more blurred into a staggered light and shadow, and the ordinary scenery changes in an instant, just like a dream.

In the air, the smell of Isabella Swan's blood gradually faded, and if there was nothing there, Edward put Art down.

"Is it better now?" Art touched Edward's face, and Edward tilted his head and kissed his fingers.

"Don't worry. You see, I didn't have any accidents when I was in class with her during this period, didn't I? It won't be so uncomfortable after I get used to it. So, I think, after today, even if she bleeds again, I won't will lose his temper."

"Another hemorrhage will kill her, Edward, you are such a bad guy." Art rolled his eyes and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Edward held it tightly.

"Bad guy? No, you see, I've been working hard to overcome this instinct, but Art, you don't want to give me time." Edward looked at his little boyfriend who was always soft-hearted, with grievances shining in his golden eyes The light, even the color, dimmed.

"Oh, no..." Yate suddenly felt a little guilty under those gazes, but he quickly realized the cunning of his vampire boyfriend, so when Edward came over and tried to ask for a kiss, Yate quickly He pinched the ear of his vampire boyfriend, looking at the innocent eyes of the vampire, he finally had no choice but to lean closer: "Where have you spent more than 100 years? Are you learning to lie?"

"No, I'm waiting for you." Edward smiled, and the long and soft ending quickly disappeared between their lips and tongues.

Nice ending isn't it?

Art couldn't deny that he was moved by the words.When he was gently pushed by Edward and leaned against the tree trunk, he began to think this way in his dazed mind.

Soon, he didn't even have such a thought, he just obeyed his body's desire to get close to his vampire boyfriend, followed the rhythm in his blood, writhing his body like a flexible snake.

"Oh, damn it!" After only a few strokes, Edward had to push away the little boyfriend who was clinging to him, his eyes were burning, and he bent his body forward slightly to cover some of his strangeness - he did not forget that Art That one big spoiler.

Edward raised his hand and slapped the tree trunk behind Art. The tree trunk swayed, shaking like his tangled mood: "You bastard! Do you want me to pinch your neck off?"

Yate blinked his eyes that were still a little blurry, and after taking a breath, he leaned on Edward's body and laughed, ignoring Edward's angry growl.

"Oh, Edward Edward, lovely Edward..." Art called Edward's name, trembling with laughter, "You surprised me."

Art squeezed Edward's ear, stepped on his feet, and was pushed away by Edward, then leaned forward again, and bit the vampire's earlobe with his small canine teeth under Edward's glaring gaze.

Edward groaned, trying to turn away uncomfortably, and heard Art whispering in his ear, "I think you must have forgotten, I have learned Latin. I remember what I told you, in our When I was still a netizen, I only studied for more than three years, which is not too long, just for fitness, but it is enough to make me flexible...and flexible, how about it?"

Art blinked triumphantly, he was extremely calm, perhaps influenced by Clairol's sharp and tough character.

On the contrary, Edward, who was looking at him, had a strange expression, and after a while, he murmured in pain: "Oh, damn, I think I need stronger self-control."

Art slightly raised his chin, revealing his beautifully curved neck, and squinted his black eyes with a smile, his face was full of pride that Edward couldn't help but whispered: "Thank you for your compliment! My dance teacher will be happy Yes, of course, I am also very happy."

There was only faint light in the woods, and the already dark sky in Fox Town was completely blocked by dense branches and leaves. The tip of his nose smelled the fragrance of rain and forest trees, but Edward could clearly tell that it was not the smell of Art, even if it was so similar .

This smell made him very comfortable, but his little boyfriend's triumph made him feel a little bit unwilling.

He leaned over, put his hands on the tree trunk, and turned sideways again, easily enclosing his little boyfriend within the narrow range between him and the tree.He sighed with a smile: "Praise? No, maybe, I should give you some rewards? Huh?"

He lowered his nasal voice and turned his tail higher.He had already discovered that compared to the stunning face of the vampire, his little boyfriend seemed to be less resistant to his voice—maybe it was because his little boyfriend had learned to dance?That did sharpen his sensitivity to sounds.

He smiled inwardly, guessing happily, and then nibbled on his little boyfriend's skin, from the neck that was exposed by the triumphant head to the small chin.His little boyfriend refused to call him shameless, he smiled happily back, and his lips took the opportunity to slide on his little boyfriend's heart-thumping collarbone.

His little boyfriend shuddered and let out a small moan, not sure if it was his effort or his cold skin, but it obviously didn't matter much.He is equally satisfied.

Unfortunately, since Bella transferred to another school, it seems that a strange misfortune has been haunting Edward.Just when Edward began to think and struggled that he should stop, stop, and could not go on any longer, a strange smell entered his nose - it was a foreign vampire!Not just one!

Edward's beast-like intuition was awakened in an instant, he turned his head suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he began to wrap and hug Art with his dazzling speed, preventing the smell of Art from leaking a little bit.Then, he took off his coat and put it on Art.

"What's wrong?" Art immediately noticed the abnormality, and cooperated with Edward to wrap himself tightly, even putting on his hat.

"There are enemies, vampires, strange vampires." Edward quickly replied, almost gnashing his teeth, "It should be the smell of Bella's blood that attracted him. Damn it, why can't that woman stay peacefully? How could she Sudden bleeding? Just when there are a few strange vampires around here!" Edward completely ignored the fact that it wasn't Bella who wanted to be hit by a car.

He really couldn't understand why that woman's luck could be so unlucky. Ever since he met her, he had been troubled by such and such problems—even in the more than 100 years since he became a vampire, he had never I have encountered so many difficult situations, but they still come in one go.

While moving quickly, Edward complained in disgust: "I promise, if that woman's bad luck can be gathered together, it will be more powerful than a missile."

Art was not amused by his words, he understood what kind of danger he was facing now - even if he was not a vampire, Carlisle had told him a lot of common sense about the humans who lived with vampires.

The speed of the vampire is very fast, Edward's sense of smell allows him to estimate the distance of the other party - the other party is speeding up and approaching!

And when he wanted to escape with Yate, it was too late.

The nature of most vampires is like beasts, fierce, direct, and bullying.Edward knew that if he ran away, he would be the lion and the sheep, who would pounce on him and tear him apart... Art, and maybe him.

Yes, there is no deep hatred, but the long life of vampires often makes these cruel hunters feel bored, they always like to find something new and exciting for themselves to do, what is better than conquering the same powerful kind And thrilling?

Edward has been under the protection of the Cullen family for most of his time since he became a vampire. Vampires who have fixed family members like them can almost be called a family. This is very rare for vampires who like to be willful, so, Under the protection of his family, he has never experienced being hunted, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know about it.When Carlisle taught the newborn, he had dutifully told him the dangers.

The dense ferns in the forest made a subtle rustling sound that Edward was familiar with. Edward pulled Yatra behind him and stared at the sound with a cold expression.

coming!

In the moist mist overflowing from the ground, three figures loomed and then became clear for a moment—so fast!

In the blink of an eye, even Art could see who was coming, especially the long hair with amazing red shadow jumping in the floating milky white mist, like bright red blood splashed through the thick fog.

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