Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"This is... what is it..." Qing Huan looked at the cup of black liquid in M's hand with a disgusted expression...it was still emitting a strange gas...what the hell...

"My blood."

"Don't tell me...you want me to drink it..." Qing Huan leaned back.

"Drink it, you can suppress your breath." M bullied himself, although there was a consistent smile on his face, his eyes were unquestionable.

"Do you have to drink it?" Qing Huan's face wrinkled like a steamed bun: "I really don't want to have sex with..." He couldn't even drink meat, let alone drink blood, or M's blood...

"You don't have to drink..." M raised his eyebrows: "Another way."

"what?"

M looked down at Qing Huan from a high position: "Fit with me."

Qing Huan was stunned for a few seconds before he understood what he meant. He grabbed the goblet in M's hand, frowned, and drank the black liquid in one gulp... Fortunately, the smell of blood and The appearance does not match, but there is no smell...

"Isn't that all right?" Qing Huan said, returning the cup to M.

M rubbed the rim of the glass with his fingers: "Every time I talked to Mr. Bai about this, Mr. Bai refused so obviously."

"Who talks about such things casually like you..."

"I'm doing it for Mr. Bai's benefit," M said solemnly, "Drinking my blood can only temporarily suppress it, but combining with me... the effect will be even better."

"I don't have to do this yet..." Qing Huan got off the bed: "Okay, I'm going back."

"go back?"

"Go home." Qing Huan glanced at him: "Someone is waiting for me at my house. As for you, shouldn't you hurry back now?"

"But... what should I do..." M looked at Qing Huan with a smile: "What should I do if I don't want to leave Mr. Bai?"

"You... When did you become so nasty..." Qing Huan felt chills: "Don't forget our previous agreement, I will be my Xiao Wen well, and you will also play your role well."

"Mr. Bai thinks this game... how long will it last?"

"What do you mean?"

"Mr. Bai, do you want to end it?"

Qing Huan's eyes flickered, and then said: "When it's time to end, it will be over."

M's lips hooked: "Okay."

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After leaving M's apartment, Qing Huan passed by a dessert shop, which seemed to be newly opened, and there was rarely something he wanted to eat, so he went in.

Qing Huan looked at the sign above the counter, and said to the store manager who was cashiering: "Shop Manager, is this chocolate lava cake your signature? Give me one."

The store manager paused, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, classmate, this chocolate lava cake is limited, today's one is gone."

Qing Huan saw at a glance that the clerk next to him was packing a chocolate lava cake: "Isn't there another one?"

"That's the last one, and someone has already ordered it."

"Someone..."

"Hi, is my cake wrapped?" At this moment, a gentle male voice sounded behind Qing Huan.

Because it was too familiar, Qing Huan turned her head subconsciously, just in time to meet a handsome and gentle face——

Gu, Gu Yuehua...

Noticing Qing Huan's unusual gaze, Gu Yuehua looked over - it was a completely unfamiliar face, but the eyes seemed familiar -

"We met?" Gu Yuehua asked.

Qing Huan quickly shook her head: "No..."

"Mr. Gu, this classmate also wanted to buy lava cakes, but unfortunately you ordered the last one." The store manager said to Gu Yuehua.

"Oh, that's right." Gu Yuehua looked at Qing Huan and said, "How about this, divide this cake into two, and give the other half to this classmate."

"No, don't need it..." Qing Huan laughed a little stiffly - it's really easy to talk.

"If it's not because this cake is going to be given away, it doesn't matter if I give it to you." Gu Yuehua smiled at Qing Huan - he really had a spring breeze in his smile, he was a good man... It's a pity that Qing Huan knew him The essence of the old fox.

Qing Huan didn't refuse anymore, he just wanted to buy something and leave quickly - he didn't feel comfortable staying with Gu Yuehua for a second - what if Gu Yuehua recognized him... Although he still believed in M Yes, and neither Zhong Li nor Chong Ke recognized him before.

The clerk had to re-cut the cake and re-wrapped it, and time went... very slowly.

"Actually, I also own a dessert shop." Gu Yuehua who was next to me suddenly said.

Qing Huan glanced at him carefully: "Are you talking to me?"

"Well," Gu Yuehua rolled his eyes, "It's just chatting."

"Oh." Qing Huan slandered: When did he become so enthusiastic... It's obviously a person who is warm-faced and cold-hearted...

"Aren't you wondering why I still come here to buy dessert?"

"Uh...why?" I've never seen someone so forced to arouse people's curiosity.

Gu Yuehua smiled and said: "It's boring to always be confined to your own world, and you need to find inspiration... The desserts in this shop are very unique, so I have come here several times."

"Yes, Mr. Gu often studies with our pastry chef." The store manager said with a smile.

"As long as you don't think I'm here to steal the teacher." Gu Yuehua responded with a smile.

really social...

Qing Huan said.

"Are you a student?" Gu Yuehua turned her head and continued talking to Qing Huan.

Qing Huan fixed her eyes on the clerk's hand, wishing she could go over and pack it for her—"Um... yes..."

"high school?"

"Sophomore year."

"Sophomore." Gu Yuehua's smile deepened; "Our family is also a sophomore."

"Your family?" Qing Huan was puzzled.

"My other half." Gu Yuehua added; "His name is Bai Qinghuan."

Qing Huan opened her mouth, but her mind got stuck before she said, "Um... is that so..."

Who is your significant other?Who is your family now?Too superficial...

"I originally bought this cake for him to eat."

"Oh."

"He likes to eat sweets...although he doesn't like it very much recently..."

"Oh."

"Because of this, I am also very troubled. Recently, I want to improve my craft and try more things, so that he can like it more..."

"Oh." Don't you think you talk too much... talking to a passerby...

"Do you think he will like this cake?"

"meeting."

"how do you know?"

"Guess." Qing Huan smiled.

"It's ready, two servings." The clerk put the two wrapped cakes on the counter.

"Oh, how much is it?" Qing Huan went to get the wallet.

"No, I've already paid, and the half is my treat," Gu Yuehua said to Qing Huan, "We've gotten along quite well."

Please... I didn't say anything at all, okay...

Qing Huan mentioned her share of cake, said "thank you" to Gu Yuehua, turned around and left the dessert shop quickly.

Qing Huan walked quickly, thinking as she walked: This luck...so you can meet someone...

Qing Huan couldn't see the dessert shop all the time, so Qing Huan slowed down. He stopped a taxi by the side of the road, but I don't know if his luck was really bad today. After waiting for a long time, he didn't catch a taxi...

"Didi" - the sound of the horn.

Qing Huan looked back and saw a somewhat familiar... white sports car.

The car window was rolled down, and it was Gu Yuehua's smiling face: "It's hard to get a taxi here. Where do you live? I'll take you home."

"..."