When blood clan meets metaphysics

There was no light in the small guest room, and it was pitch black, only the faint moonlight from the window came in, and by the moonlight, two figures could be seen lying on a big bed.

After resting on the bed for more than ten minutes, Bai Fangchen felt that his legs and feet regained some feeling. He wanted to move his numb legs, but found that his legs were crushed tightly by the person on his body.

"Ye'an, are you still awake? Answer me when you're awake." Bai Fangchen patted Ye'an on the back, turned his head to look at the head buried in his neck.

"... awake."

Following this answer, Bai Fangchen's complexion changed, first strange and then shocked.

Just now, the situation was urgent and he didn't pay attention to it. At this time, as Ye An opened his mouth, he vaguely smelled a smell, which was clearly...

"Are you drinking!?" Bai Fangchen exclaimed.

That's why he was so worried that his eyes were red from anxiety just now, and he almost died of exhaustion trying to drag this guy to the hotel, just because this guy was drunk? !Thinking of this, Bai Fangchen couldn't help but harden his fist.

"...I...don't drink..." came a muffled voice.

"This is clearly the smell of wine! How dare you say you haven't been drinking!" Bai Fangchen wrinkled his nose and took a closer sniff, the smell of wine was even more obvious.

Seeing that this person still dared to argue, Bai Fangchen hit Ye An hard on the back of the head with his clenched right hand. There was a muffled sound when the fist made contact with the head in the quiet room, which showed that the force was definitely not light.

"……pain."

"You still dare to cry out in pain?! You have never seen you scream out when you cut your own hand, but now you are crying out in pain!" This guy dared to show up even though he was drunk, and Bai Fangchen's fist hardened again.

Just as he was about to teach this guy who drank without repentance yet another lesson, the person on his body suddenly moved and even rubbed up and down Bai Fangchen's neck.

Bai Fangchen's raised right hand froze in the air, his face full of incredulity, "...you acted like a baby to keep yourself safe? Good night, where's your integrity?!"

"...Bai Fangchen, I have a headache..." This time, Ye'an not only dawdled again, but there was also a little grievance in his voice.

No matter what, this punch can't be knocked down anymore. At this time, Bai Fangchen's heart is so soft that he is in a mess. When has he ever seen Yean like this, who can stick, act like a baby, and show weakness? It's simply not too cute!

"Where does it hurt, let me rub it for you~ Is it here? Or here?" For a moment, Bai Fangchen's voice was soft and soft, and he groped Ye'an's head with both hands, asking every time he touched a place.

When her fingers touched her temples, Ye'an raised her head slightly and muttered, "Here."

"Temple hurts? It won't hurt if I rub it for you~" The tone seemed to be coaxing a kindergarten child.

It seems that Bai Fangchen's technique is not bad, Yean no longer screams and hurts, her whole head is buried in the neck socket, the tip of her nose is lightly attached to the skin of her neck, and her warm breath is blown on it.

Bai Fangchen felt itchy but had nowhere to hide. While rubbing Ye An's temples, he recalled that the two of them have been together today, so when did Ye An drink?

Suddenly, he snapped at his fingertips. It seemed that Ye'an had ordered a drink with a strange color during the meal just now.

"Ye An, what's the name of the drink you ordered this afternoon?"

"……Tea"

"Okay, okay, it's tea, tell me what's the name of that tea."

"……long Island Ice Tea."

"..."

After a while of silence, Bai Fangchen covered his face with one hand and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Long Island Iced Tea has nothing to do with tea except the tea in its name and the black tea in color. It is actually a cocktail made of four base wines: vodka, rum, gin, and tequila. Made by adding ice cubes, the alcohol content can reach more than 40%.

"How do you say hello? That thing is wine, even if you don't know it, after taking a sip, the taste is completely different from tea, right? If you find something wrong, why not drink it again?" Bai Fangchen said angrily on Ye An's head After poking it, he remembered that Ye An drank more than one sip during the meal.

"...I can't drink it." Ye'an shook his head from side to side after being poked, and his voice became even more aggrieved.

"Okay...but your alcohol capacity is too bad, you can drink like this in a few sips." Bai Fangchen was completely unable to resist Ye'an's coquettishness, and his momentum softened as soon as he opened his mouth.

"...It's not me, it's the blood race."

Bai Fangchen didn't understand the nonsense words at first, but he realized it after a little thought.

"You mean that none of your vampires can drink alcohol?"

"……Um."

All of a sudden, it seemed as if he knew a great secret. Bai Fangchen rubbed his chin with one hand. If this weakness is exploited by someone with a heart... startled, Bai Fangchen immediately decided that this matter must be rotten in his stomach and he must never tell it. no.

But... Having said that, he glanced sideways at the man with only half of his head exposed. The drunk Ye'an was too obedient, so he asked questions and answered them all.

"Ye'an, how old are you this year?" Bai Fangchen asked tentatively.

The room was silent, and after waiting for a minute, Bai Fangchen began to wonder, could it be that there is some taboo in the blood clan that they cannot reveal their age to foreigners?

Two minutes later, when Bai Fangchen was about to give up, Ye An suddenly said, "...2 years old."

"Ahem... Well, it seems that Ye Qing's patriarch's call is really all right."

I don't know if Ye'an, who was drunk, understood, and started to rub his head restlessly. Bai Fangchen looked funny, and wondered if Ye'an would remember these things when he woke up the next day. It's okay if he doesn't remember. ... the scene must be very interesting.

After being pressed for too long, half of Bai Fangchen's body became numb, so he pushed Ye'an on his body.

"Ye An, can you get off of me?"

"……don't want."

"But you hurt me so much..." Bai Fangchen clutched his chest in pain.

"……it is good."

In the darkness, Bai Fangchen saw Ye'an propped up slightly, and he could vaguely see a few tufts of upturned hair on his head, Bai Fangchen suppressed a smile and watched his movements quietly.

The feeling of spinning around while propped up halfway came over again, Ye'an leaned back and fell back on the bed heavily, but this time he didn't press on Bai Fangchen again.

Limbs regained their freedom, Bai Fangchen sat up and moved his numb shoulders. After a while, he stroked Ye'an's hair with one hand, and smoothed those frizzy hairs.

"So nice."

……

When Yean woke up, the first thing she felt was a splitting headache.

Feeling the touch under his body, he judged that he should be on the bed, but when did he return to the night house?

Then Ye An suddenly opened his eyes, feeling something wrong, this is not his bed in Ye Zhai!

Getting up too fast, the swelling pain in his head was even accompanied by a sense of dizziness, Ye'an raised one hand to his forehead, and looked around through the gaps between his fingertips, strange environment, strange room... …

"Ye'an, are you awake?!" A lazy and pleasant voice sounded beside her.

Getting up and retreating, Ye'an had already dodged to a corner of the room in the blink of an eye, looking at the bed warily.

"...Bai Fangchen? Why are you here?" Ye An asked in confusion after seeing the figure on the bed.

Ye'an's series of actions just now completely woke up Bai Fangchen, and when he heard Ye'an's questioning, he couldn't help feeling wronged.

"Why do you say I'm here! It's not your fault!"

Seeing the man's red eyes in the dark, Ye'an's face changed, and he quickly walked to the bed and squatted down, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Originally, Bai Fangchen was just a little bit wronged, and it would be fine if he let it out, but now seeing Ye'an's soft-spoken comfort, the grievances he had suffered in the past two days came to his mind.

"Wow...you bastard! Well...do you know what I've been up to these two days?" Bai Fangchen's mouth twitched, and he burst into tears.

Seeing Bai Fangchen's big teardrops falling down, Ye'an panicked and became at a loss for the first time, "You...don't cry, what happened?"

He cried all the time, why is this guy still like a piece of wood, Bai Fangchen became more and more wronged and cried more ferociously, tears came out like money.

"That... don't cry now, who bullied you, tell me..."

"Wow..." It's okay not to mention it, this mention followed the faucet that turned on the gate.

Ye'an has never seen this scene before, and this is the first time he knows that someone can cry so clearly, when you think it is the limit, this person will tell you, you are wrong, this is where it is!

Seeing that Bai Fangchen was crying more and more fiercely, Ye An looked innocent, raised a hand and patted Bai Fangchen's shoulder, "Hey, don't cry..."

This touch seemed to give Bai Fangchen some kind of signal. The man who was crying so deeply got up from the bed and plunged into Ye'an's arms. Without giving Ye'an a chance to react, he used both hands and feet, tightly surrounding Ye'an with both hands Neck, two long feet wrapped around Ye'an's waist.

"Hmm...you bastard, you scared me to death...you've slept for two full days, do you know that!" Bai Fangchen said with tears in his eyes as he stuck his head in Ye'an's neck.

He was almost scared to death these two days, thinking he was just drunk, who knew that Ye'an fell into a coma for two days and two nights. People kept watch at night in this broken hotel for two days.

Seeing Ye'an woke up, he was both surprised and happy. At first, his eyes were red from a little grievance, but the moment his eyes turned red, the guy in front of him became visibly nervous. Suddenly, Bai Fangchen felt...he seemed to be able to cry?

So he wrapped himself around Ye'an like an octopus, and cried even harder.

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Well, that's right, the scheming boy won't let go of any chance...