The protagonist wants to steal my script again

An Minghui was drinking black tea and eating pastries, listening to Ned and Effie's conversation with Ned and Effie with a slight smile on his face, but he was actually distracted in his heart.

The five senses of a vampire are much stronger than that of a human being. In fact, he could hear the conversation at the dining table in the kitchen just now, and heard Effiete speak in such a firm tone that he only admires him, and does not have any love for him. .

He didn't know whether he had more regrets or more relaxation now.

Every time before, the protagonist was particularly favored by the protagonist, and even the protagonist would always do some unexpected things out of love. He originally thought that this frequency should not be explained by coincidence. There must be a reason for it, maybe Isn't he the only one who shuttles between various grotesque worlds?

The arguments used to make assumptions are quite absurd, and this world has become an exception. It seems that his exploration of the protagonist has been brought back to the original point.

Of course, even if it is true that each protagonist has the same soul, there is no guarantee that the protagonists with different experiences will definitely fall in love with him, so any guesses are pure guesses until definite evidence is obtained.

In addition to regret, An Minghui is indeed a little relaxed, because if love is not involved, the protagonist will not have to experience such a tragic thing as the death of his beloved.

"An, Ann?"

After recovering from Ned's shout, An Minghui turned his head to look at the two people who were puzzled, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now, what's wrong?"

"Ah, it's nothing. I just wanted to ask what your plans are in the future?" Ned waved his hand and explained, "After all, you probably don't want to be bored at Effiete's house all the time, right?"

Effie didn't seem to be very satisfied with this statement. He frowned slightly, and with a small piece of cake stuck in his hand, he complained softly: "It's really rude to say that, how can it make Ann feel uncomfortable to live with me? What about boredom?"

After speaking, he opened his mouth and ate the small cake on the fork, his expression still looking a little sullen.

Effie looks mature and elegant most of the time, and it is rare to hear such a childish complaint from him. An Minghui couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Effie, please turn your head around."

After the other party turned his head with a questioning look, An Minghui stretched out his hand, gently wiped off the traces of cream on the corner of Effiete's mouth with a tissue, and then put the tissue into the small trash box on the table, Laughing and teasing: "If you want to make me not bored in this way, then I have nothing to refute."

In his opinion, this is just a very ordinary little thing, but it is just a little bit of ridicule.However, from Effiete's perspective, he only noticed An Minghui's gentle and focused eyes when he looked at him, and the gentle force when his fingers wiped the corner of his mouth through a tissue, which made the small piece of skin a little itchy.

Mr. Hunter didn't come back to his senses for a moment, he stared blankly at the smile on the corner of An Minghui's mouth, and the fair skin on his face began to turn red a little at some point.

Ned looked at his friend's pink ears with complicated emotions: "..."

What else is there to say that it doesn't involve love? Is this taking him for a fool?I didn't see that Effiete was such a person before.

"Ahem..." Coughing a few times in embarrassment, Ned kicked Effett's calf lightly under the table, reminding him not to stare at others stupidly, like a virgin who has never seen a man in half his life.

At this time, An Minghui also noticed Effie's abnormality, so he asked suspiciously, "Mr. Effiete?"

Effie finally came back to his senses and realized that he stared at An Minghui in a daze just now for no reason. He felt a burst of embarrassment and panic for no reason. Zhong accidentally kicked and broke his own chair leg, and suddenly lost his balance.

An Minghui stretched out his arm, and firmly caught the person who almost fell to the ground with the chair, and couldn't help asking worriedly: "Are you okay?"

At this moment, Ned couldn't bear to look directly and turned his head, not wanting to take another look at his friend who was half-sitting in other people's arms.

"I'm sorry," Effie stood up abruptly as if he had been scalded. He didn't dare to look at An Minghui, who was suspicious, and walked towards the bathroom. "I'll leave for a while."

"Uh...he might be feeling sick in his stomach." Facing An Minghui's puzzled eyes, Ned could only bite the bullet and forcefully explain, "It should be fine soon."

After knowing each other for so many years, this is the first time he saw Effiete's expression collapsed so completely, his face was as red as a young girl, if he read correctly, when he stood up just now, it seemed that he almost fell down again because his legs were weak.

I have killed hundreds of vampires with my own hands, and now I am planted in the hands of vampires. Is this a punishment from God?Or is it a deliberate vengeance on the part of the vampires?

Not long after, Effiete adjusted his mood and came out of the bathroom, with an elegant and calm smile on his face again, he was completely different from the red-faced and busy man just now. He sat down on the chair and apologized: "I'm sorry, I suddenly had a headache just now, it may be because the injury has not fully recovered."

An Minghui nodded understandingly: "It's fine now."

Ned: With all due respect, you're pretty good at bullshit.

As if sensing Ned's slander out of thin air, Effie kicked Ned's calf mercilessly, and then turned his head to talk to An Minghui, blocking his face contorted in pain expression.

"Let's go back to the topic just now. I personally don't have too many demands. Everything is based on your convenience." An Minghui didn't notice the violent case under the table, so he thoughtfully revealed the slightly embarrassing incident just now. A little accident, "If the Hunter Association is unwilling to accept my existence, then I can stay behind closed doors. If I can accommodate, I can also help you in the task of hunting vampires."

"Of course they will accept it. You can go out for a walk at any time even when there is no mission." Effiete took a sip from his teacup, his blue eyes were full of sincerity, and at the same time he said with a little smile, "Of course, the premise is that you have to go home obediently before the door is closed."

"That's what you say, but it's not easy to handle, right?" Ned explained the difficulty very straightforwardly, "Some elders in the association are very stubborn. Even if Ann did join us with good intentions, they would still think that vampires Living in the realm of humans poses dangers to those ordinary inhabitants."

"What reason does Ann have to attack the residents? The vampires are different from low-level vampires, they are always picky about their prey, and I will provide enough blood for Ann."

When it came to the matter of providing blood, An Minghui always felt a little uncomfortable, so he coughed lightly to cover up, and said in a low voice: "I can understand your various considerations, so no matter what the final result is, I will gladly accept it. "

Having known Effie for a long time, Ned can't help but sigh that An Minghui is really an understanding blood clan after making a comparison.

——And Ann is also very personable, I always feel that there is a kind of calmness and tolerance that does not match her appearance age, and her appearance is also quite good. If she is a human being, she will definitely be very popular with girls, even if she is a blood race, she will definitely be able to attract her. A certain admirer.

——It’s better to say that the blood race may be regarded as a bonus item that adds mysterious temperament in the eyes of some people.

Thinking this way in his heart, Ned actually said it unknowingly. It was a bit late before he realized it, so he could only bite the bullet and face An Minghui's surprised eyes and Effiete's half-smile s face.

"You are absurd, but please don't have this kind of thinking. Most blood races are still very unfriendly to humans. If you encounter them, you must be vigilant." In the last world, An Minghui was not uncommonly praised so bluntly. However, it is quite calm to deal with it at this time, and it will no longer be as at a loss as it was at the beginning, and it can also make a little joke along with the other party's words, "And in fact, no one has expressed to me since I became a vampire. Love is not as exaggerated as you said."

After saying this, he hesitated for a while, and finally decided to be honest with the friends he wanted to make, and reminded: "Actually, blood races have very sensitive hearing, so if it is a topic that you don't want to be heard by me or It’s better to go to a place farther away.”

The implied meaning of these words can be said to be very clear. After understanding the connotation, Effiete and Ned immediately apologized. After all, it is still impolite to talk about others behind their backs.

"I don't care, I just think that you should know this considering the sexual issue. After all, I don't want to accidentally hear any private secrets." Smiling kindly, An Minghui picked up the teapot for himself and his body. Effie beside him added black tea again, and in order to relieve their embarrassment, he also said his own jokes without any reservations, "To be honest, at first I really doubted whether Mr. Effie was because of that. I am willing to accept me because of this special emotion, and it would be great to clear up the misunderstanding now, we both made some embarrassing little mistakes, so you two really don't mind."

Effie blinked, smiled and nodded in agreement with his statement: "Indeed, since there is a misunderstanding, we should make it clear. I really appreciate Ann's candid quality more and more."

Ned raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat that was oozing out of his forehead unconsciously, and stammered in response: "Uh...this...that's right, it's right."

Oh my god, it's terrible. Did he witness the whole process of Effie digging his own grave? Will he be killed in the future?