kiss the night

For Yanzhao, the chaotic long night was not over yet. Although he fell into sleep, his thinking did not stop. On the contrary, when the colliding forces in his body affected his brain, some neurons that had disappeared reappeared again. , with fragmented memory images.

This is... where?

The chaotic black in front of Yan Zhao faded away, and the cold snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on his cheeks. Yan Zhao wanted to raise his arms to touch his face, but found that his whole body was wrapped in a soft fabric , unable to move.

Swaddle?

Yan Zhao's eyes widened, and when he looked up, he saw a woman's chin, but when he looked up, he couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly—there was always a cloud of thick fog covering her facial features.However, the woman's breath made him feel very at ease, a word stuck in his throat, Yan Zhao didn't know if he should pronounce that pronunciation, "Mom".

"You can't take him away, he is my child!"

"Be obedient, think about Xiaoguang...he doesn't remember anything, he won't know."

Yan Zhao felt a cold liquid dripping on his face, it should be tears, the woman holding him was crying, he felt a subtle pain in his chest after a while, so he didn't wait for his reaction When he came over, he himself started crying along with the woman, not the crying of an adult, but the wailing of a baby, which resounded throughout the room, startling Yan Zhao himself.

"This is our child. I exchanged a hundred years of life for such a child, but you want to take him away from me." The woman's hand holding Yan Zhao suddenly tightened, and she said in grief, "He One day he will know, he will hate you, hate you for handing him over to the group of humans who surround us."

"Isn't this a last resort! You..."

"Duo Lanxin, you must know that this is your active choice, don't act as if you are being forced by us." A familiar female voice sounded.

Yan Zhao looked up in surprise, but the world in front of him was distorted and faded again, and finally immersed in darkness. Yan Zhao didn't care about other things, he cried out, waving his hands desperately to wipe away the fog in front of him, But he found that everything was in vain. Fate and the past were like sand that he couldn't grasp.

There was a muffled hum from a man beside him.

Yan Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

To be honest, when you first wake up, facing a large chest full of male hormones, the visual impact is not something ordinary people can bear.Yan Zhao stared blankly for a few seconds before realizing that he subconsciously rolled to the other side, but he didn't expect to roll over with the quilts on the two of them.

Laurentine opened his eyes, and after a while, he realized that there was a new student beside him. He propped his head up, lay on his side and looked at Yan Zhao, with a calm expression, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

Yan Zhao stared at the pale skin under Laurentine's unraveled nightgown, and only then did he have a real feeling: he was sharing the bed with a vampire.

This is such a terrifying and unbelievable thing.

Influenced by many vampire movies in the human world, Yan Zhao even touched his own neck subconsciously, it was intact, and there was no discomfort in his whole body except for some fatigue.

Laurentine seemed to be unable to bear Yan Zhao's idiot behavior any longer. He frowned, opened his mouth in an inelegant way and yawned, deliberately showing his two sharp fangs to the freshman in front of him: " Why, do you think I'm going to suck you dry while you're split?" His words were not very elegant.

However, vampires are not originally an elegant and noble species. They were originally born in the dark and survived by killing and blood—how can such a species be associated with elegance?

Laurentine has maintained a good gentlemanly demeanor in human society, but now he is in his own castle, his bedroom, and even his own bed.

The vampire prince who just woke up decided not to pretend in front of this new student. After all, this troublesome little guy drank his own blood last night-this is a very different thing for vampires, usually only Happens between the most trusted people.

Laurenting didn't know whether he was out of kindness, or if he was successfully fooled by Yan Zhao, and he did such a thing... In short, now that things have happened to this point, Laurenting decided to regard Yan Zhao as a It is a freshman I have just embraced, and I have completed some teaching tasks.

Yan Zhao didn't know what the vampire in front of him was thinking. From his perspective, he could only see a vampire with unfathomable power baring his fangs and staring at him. Step back a little.

Almost fell.

Yan Zhao exclaimed in a low voice, and put his focus on the bed, of course, the position farthest from Laurenting.

"Why, I haven't settled with you yet, but you look like you're overly frightened." Laurentine lay on the bed with her head in her hands, as stable as a mountain.

In fact, Yan Zhao can't remember what happened last night, and now he only has the dream that is not sober, and he can't even tell whether it is real or illusory: "I think, I may have a strange dream last night. "His tone was full of uncertainty, as if he was speaking to Laurentine, but also as if he was talking to himself.

"Oh?" Laurentine became a little interested, and he reached out and fished Yan Zhao into the middle of the big bed, "The memory of the differentiation period goes back, the things in your dreams should be the memories you forgot when you were a baby, and they are real. "

The expression on Yan Zhao's face became very complicated, he didn't know how to speak, in fact, he was in a state of shock and confusion... He seemed to be really a vampire, otherwise the lady in the dream said " A lifespan of hundreds of years" cannot be explained by humans.

"I used to read more and more of your oriental books. This phenomenon should be similar to your so-called 'revolving lantern'." Laurentine's pronunciation was very standard, but the words he said were creepy.

Yanzhao's back felt cold: "You mean, I'm already dead?"

Laurentine laughed, but he didn't answer Yan Zhao's question.

Yan Zhao thought carefully for a while, and soon realized the stupidity of his question.

He kept lying on his back, lying on the bed, with his hands raised in front of him, as if he was carefully distinguishing something: "I feel very strange now, sir, maybe you won't believe me when I say this, but I always I don’t think I’m a vampire.” The sudden identity problem left Yan Zhao with no time to think about other things, so he hardly had time to think about why he appeared on Laurentine’s bed.

Soon a maid came in from the door and brought a clean coat for Laurentine to put on.

Yanzhao's gaze moved over, and he saw Laurentine took off his nightgown without hesitation in front of the maid. It was a white skin that was beyond any race, smooth and delicate. The candlelight reflected the outline of his muscles, which made Yan Zhao Zhao thought of the Greek stone sculptures he had seen in art textbooks.

"What are you looking at?"

When Laurentine spoke, Yan Zhao finally came back to his senses. He realized that he had been staring at him for so long without knowing it, and it was really rude when the other party was not wearing clothes... But, when When Yan Zhao lowered his head, he seemed to smell some flowery scent again, it was very sweet, as attractive as the freshest and plump fruit in the strawberry field.

Yan Zhao's heart was beating fast, and he couldn't help but looked up at Laurentine again, but was disappointed to find that the other party was already dressed, a white shirt with a stand-up collar, the top button was buttoned up, and only a part of his neck was exposed.

Would love to have a bite.

Yan Zhao was taken aback by his own thoughts, he grabbed onto the quilt as if masochistic, his fingers so hard that his joints ached.

Laurentine didn't notice the movement here, he had already walked out of the room.

"Sir." Jenny called Yan Zhao's name. She was holding a stack of clean clothes in her hand, while another maid waiting beside stepped forward, as if to help Yan Zhao remove the dirty clothes from her body. take off.

But just when she was about to meet Yan Zhao, the newborn vampire sitting on the bed suddenly raised his head, staring at the woman in front with a pair of scarlet eyes, and his two fangs, which were not yet fully developed, turned towards the poor woman. The maid attacked.

The maid let out an exclamation and fell to the ground.

"Anna!" Jenny snapped angrily, "Don't forget your duty."

The maid who fell on the ground got up tremblingly. She knelt on Yan Zhao's knee and took the initiative to open her collar: "First... sir, I'm sorry."