The heroine kidnapped the female partner!

When Yang Yansheng woke up, he felt sore all over his body and found it difficult to even move his fingers.She subconsciously covered her neck and sat up slowly, the quilt slipped from her chest, revealing her naked body.

Knowing nothing, Yang Yansheng lifted the quilt up silently, and found suspicious bloodstains on the bed...

Yang Yansheng: ...

Yang Yansheng, who was dazed and ignorant when he came to this world, took a deep breath, only to find that there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Yang Yansheng rubbed his swollen temples, and began to sort out his thoughts.

vampire……?Werewolves...?

The original owner, the current Yang Yansheng, is a werewolf with impure blood. Half of her blood is the blood of the Western werewolf who smuggled to the east thousands of years ago, and half of her is the so-called "holy blood".

Holy blood is the most delicious food for vampires. Of course, there are very few humans in this world who have holy blood.

These are not important anymore, the most important thing is... the blood of the werewolf is not compatible with the holy blood.

The holy blood is the purest blood in the world, so whenever the werewolf blood was about to riot on the night of the full moon, Yang Yansheng would suffer terribly, and when it was serious, Yang Yansheng would lose his mind and do irreversible things.

Therefore, Xiao Yu, who accidentally picked up the rioting Yang Yansheng—that is, Yang Yansheng is his beloved, and he has an agreement with Yang Yansheng.

Yang Yansheng provided Xiao Yu with "food" on time, and Xiao Yu comforted the rioting Yang Yansheng on the night of the full moon.

Yang Yansheng rubbed his eyebrows uncomfortably, and called out in a hoarse voice, "System."

"Host, I'm here." The system spoke silently to the mosaic in front of it.

"Yesterday was the night of the full moon in this world?" Yang Yansheng put down his hands and rubbed his extremely sore waist.

The system read the news of this world and said, "Yes, the host."

Yesterday was the night of the full moon, which means that Xiao Yu was here last night, helping Yang Yansheng who lost his mind to recover.

Then this naked and sore body, the splotches of blood, and the faint smell of blood in the air can be reasonably explained.

Yang Yansheng dug into the memory of the original owner, and found that last night was... quite ashamed.

Yang Yansheng lifted the quilt, put on the clothes neatly placed beside him, and went to the bathroom to take a bath as he remembered.

This bath was extremely slow, Yang Yansheng almost took a few shower gels before resting.

After finally washing, Yang Yansheng, like an old man, slowly leaned on the wall and walked to the sofa to sit down.

According to the memory of the original owner, Xiao Yu, who drank blood on the night of the full moon, would leave for a few days, and would come to Yang Yansheng when he wanted to drink blood again.

It's really a contract relationship.

Yang Yansheng smiled, and moved his fingers to pick up the mobile phone on the table.

Yang Yansheng is a freelancer. He usually writes and draws comics, and he is financially free.

It is precisely because of this that the soreness and weakness caused by Yang Yansheng's werewolf blood that riots every month will not cause her to skip work or take long vacations.

With a click, the door was pushed open.

A short-haired woman walked in, her facial features were not lacking in the softness unique to oriental girls, but there was also a lot of heroism in women.

It's Xiao Yu.

Yang Yansheng was stunned when he saw her, after all, she didn't think she would show up these few days.

"You... who are you?" Yang Yansheng put down his phone and said softly.

Xiao Yu was also taken aback for a moment, and then quickly regained her poker face. She stood where she was, said "huh?" and then didn't respond.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly, Yang Yansheng laughed.

"You're pretty~" Yang Yansheng pursed his lips, a little shy.

"Thank you." Xiao Yu thanked politely, then approached with a slight frown.

"Have you got a fever?" Xiao Yu stood still in front of Yang Yansheng, only looking at her red face, and asked suspiciously.

Normal people feel that the other party has a fever, so they will stretch out their hands to test the other party's forehead, but Xiao Yu is standing here, and still keeps a safe distance.

Seeing that Xiao Yu was so indifferent, Yang Yansheng was not annoyed, but just looked at Xiao Yu with a smile in his eyes.

"I don't think I have a fever." Yang Yansheng touched his forehead symbolically, and then looked confused, "But I don't remember you."

Xiao Yu looked at Yang Yansheng indifferently, and then felt that either he saw a ghost today, or Yang Yansheng was possessed by a ghost.

Because the usual Yang Yansheng, that is, the original owner, would not show such an expression at all, even though she seems to have lost her memory now.

The original owner is a mature woman who is stronger, full of arrogance and has a cold face, not the woman who exudes a soft aura all over her body and has a cool and nasal voice.

"Amnesia?" Xiao Yu simply cherished words like gold, and when encountering such seemingly bad things, he only said a few words.

"Probably so." Yang Yansheng blinked, his brows were curved, and he was not worried at all because of his amnesia.

"I just thought about it. When I woke up, I seemed to remember all the people around me, but I just don't remember about you and things about you..." Yang Yansheng rubbed his head and stood up. Steadily fell towards Xiao Yu.

Seeing Yang Yansheng fall towards him, Xiao Yu subconsciously wanted to back away, but then he stopped abruptly and reached out to support her.

What if the more you fall, the more stupid you will be.

Xiao Yu thought so.

"Thank you." Yang Yansheng stood up straight and said embarrassedly.

Because of Yang Yansheng's excessive movements, the scent of the mint-flavored shower gel became stronger, and Xiao Yu's body stiffened when he smelled it.

"En. Sit down." Xiao Yu, who was calm on the surface, still said lightly, then turned and went to his room.

The two of them had a well-regulated contractual relationship. For convenience, there was naturally a room exclusively for Xiao Yu.

Yang Yansheng looked at Xiao Yu's resolute walking back: "..." This level of indifference is difficult to deal with.

But it must be fun to be shy.

Thinking of his lover's appearance like this, Yang Yansheng snickered.

System: The host who pretends to be amnesiac is really bad, but I like it, I like this amnesia meme series!

After a while Xiao Yu walked out of the room and silently gave Yang Yansheng a piece of paper.

Yang Yansheng took it, and found that this piece of paper was a contract for each of them, with various treaties clearly written on it, clearly distinguishing each other.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember me, you just need to abide by this." Seeing that Yang Yansheng had finished reading it, Xiao Yu took the contract that Yang Yansheng handed back.

It was rare for Xiao Yu to talk much, and it was because of Yang Yansheng's holy blood.

"Well, I will abide by it." Yang Yansheng said in an easy-going way, with the smile that Xiao Yu felt that Yang Yansheng was caught by a ghost still on his face.

Xiao Yu nodded, then said "have a good rest" and went back to his room again.

Yang Yansheng looked at Xiao Yu's back, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Hearing Yang Yansheng's soft laugh, Xiao Yu couldn't help speeding up his pace.

Damn it. Damn it.

……

It was at night that Xiao Yu came out of the room, apparently about to go out, Yang Yansheng sat on the sofa and waved to her.

Xiao Yu paused, then turned to Yang Yansheng.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yu didn't sit down, but just stood there, ready to leave after listening.

"You sit down first." Yang Yansheng patted the seat beside him and said with a smile.

Xiao Yu didn't say anything, just looked at Yang Yansheng, and showed with actions that he would leave after listening, and he didn't need to sit down.

Seeing this, Yang Yansheng had no choice but to give up this idea. She frowned slightly, showing a pitiful expression, and said, "I thought about it this afternoon, and found that I don't know how to use many things."

Xiao Yu was taken aback inwardly, on the surface he still maintained his poker face, and coldly spit out such a word from his mouth - "For example?"

"For example that..." Yang Yansheng pointed to the rice cooker not far away.

Xiao Yu: "..." No wonder this person's temperament has undergone a major change. It turns out that this time she lost her memory and lost her common sense of things that a seven-year-old child can use.

"And that..." Yang Yansheng pointed to the phone again.

Xiao Yu, who was about to say no, checked his phone: "..."

"Opened it this afternoon, and found that I forgot how to use the things on it." Yang Yansheng picked up the phone, unlocked it clumsily according to muscle memory, then stretched out his hand, and handed the phone to Xiao Yu.

"Nanny." Xiao Yu said the word without beginning or end.

Yang Yansheng understood what she meant, Xiao Yu wanted her to find a nanny to take care of her before the common sense of life recovered.

Yang Yansheng shook his head and said disappointedly, "...In my memory, I don't seem to have any money..."

"I have." Xiao Yu was about to take out his bank card.

As a vampire who has lived for thousands of years, there must be no shortage of money.

"I won't take it..." Yang Yansheng, who knew what Xiao Yu wanted to do, showed a pitiful expression.

"I'll give you cash." Xiao Yu retracted his hand, ready to turn around and go out to get the money.

"The nanny will think I'm mentally retarded..." Yang Yansheng stood up, took Xiao Yu's hand, and whispered.

Xiao Yu's body froze, and he withdrew his hand calmly.

At this moment, she no longer thought that Yang Yansheng was possessed by a ghost.

After all, it's this time, and this person still cares so much about her personality. She has lost her common sense of life like a three-year-old child, but she still has a good face and doesn't want others to think she is mentally retarded.

It's me!

Xiao Yu turned around and looked at Yang Yansheng, asking her what she wanted with his eyes.

"You...can you take care of me before I recover?" Yang Yansheng clasped his hands together, his voice was too low due to embarrassment, and his amber eyes flickered.

It's just being coquettish!

Xiao Yu couldn't maintain his poker face anymore—whether it was because of Yang Yansheng's acting like a baby, or because of Yang Yansheng's request.

She put away the momentary surprise and remained silent.

"Please!" Yang Yansheng blinked, showing a flattering smile.

She usually has a cold face, but she looks really good when she smiles.

Xiao Yu stared at Yang Yansheng with dark eyes, but did not respond for a long time.