When the alarm clock broke the silence of the early morning, Qin Ren opened his eyes with difficulty, as if his whole body had emerged from the deep sea.
First, my head felt dizzy, as if I had low blood sugar.
After waking up, my body felt very heavy.
To be precise, it's sour.
…
But when it comes to the last thing last night, Qin Ren doesn't remember when he actually fell asleep. Anyway, when he was tired, he had already "saw" Su in a hazy state.
The small water glass Lily placed on her belly was filled with almost a quarter of the contents.
It’s obviously self-evident as to who it belongs to and where it belongs.
According to the "custom" of the blood clan, Qin Ren prefers to call it "Yunchang Porridge".
At that time, Qin Ren still vaguely remembered the little rosy face of the Vampire Queen, her red eyes as red as drunkenness, bright and moist, and the tip of her nose, chin, and corners of her mouth... all seemed to be stained with rice cereal left over from drinking porridge.
Incredibly charming and moving.
Hmm... Although these words are used to describe the small vampire princess, there is a strange feeling of guilt.
But I have to admit that this feeling of guilt seems to increase the level of excitement...
"Damn, am I really a pervert...?"
Qin Ren cursed and tortured his soul, looking around, it was 6 o'clock in the morning, and there was no trace of what happened last night in the quiet bedroom.
Gently pushing Luo Yao away from his arms, Qin Ren turned his head and smelled on the other side of the pillow. The fragrance of the Vampire Queen's hair was very light and was "stock" from the past, which meant that she did not follow her after finishing the porridge last night.
Most likely out of ten, I would be embarrassed to sleep alone, so I would hide in the doghouse.
Qin Ren also verified this after getting up. The little black dragon in the kennel curled up into a small fluffy ball, sleeping soundly, and occasionally licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue.
"..."
So...where's that little water glass?
Qin Ren didn't know how many raw materials he had provided for that cup of porridge yesterday, but he was really curious anyway.
I am curious, but also a little scared.
It's probably a psychology similar to the uncanny valley. Just like many people don't dare to look at their own blood being pumped out of the tube when they receive an infusion. Qin Ren actually doesn't dare to look at the small water cup because it feels like it will cause pain in the waist.
Phantom pain.
Having said that, most people just had fun with two snakes, and then they were cooked so much by the vampires. If they don't die, they have to be crippled, right?
But apart from being sore and tired, Qin Ren seemed to be fine.
In this regard, Qin Ren does not think that he is the chosen one. He is just an ordinary social animal. All this relies on the mysterious power of the Stigmata.
"Are other male exorcists like this...or is it just my stigmata that's different?"
Qin Ren muttered to himself and touched his collarbone, where the mark of the white cross was quietly engraved, as unpretentious as ever.
Jingle Bell--
He was wandering around at home and hadn't taken a shower when a phone call suddenly rang. Qin Ren was afraid of disturbing the girls at home, so he answered it without even looking at it.
"Hello?"
"Fuck! Brother Ren!"
"?"
There was a crisp quintessence of Chinese music that came up, and Qin Ren was a little stunned:
"Brother Chi? Why is it you?"
"Nonsense, have you just gotten up or are you still awake?"
"Huh-"
Qin Ren yawned and squeezed out two tears:
"Asleep, but not completely asleep..."
"Damn it, why did you have to catch an early flight today? Did you forget? You didn't get a good night's sleep last night, why are you playing with snakes?"
"Well…"
Qin Ren was stunned for a moment:
"That's right...Why are you calling me so early in the morning?"
"Who the hell wants to call you..."
Zhou Chi was also yawning, very impatiently:
"...Hurry up and call Sister Yun. She said she couldn't get through to you, so she picked me up as soon as she called you. It's really unlucky...What happened to your cell phone?"
Sister Yun?
When Qin Ren heard this, he hung up the phone in a hurry. Only then did he realize that when he adjusted the alarm clock yesterday, he accidentally set a [scheduled flight mode] on his phone. No wonder Sister Yun couldn't contact him. If it hadn't happened that the set time had come, Zhou
Chi definitely couldn't get through to himself either.
"Sister Yun, Sister Yun..."
Qin Rennian muttered, and while running to the bathroom to wash up, he called Yun Wanhe back.
beep--
"Hello? Xiao Qin?"
"Sister Yun, I'm sorry, my cell phone..."
"Oh, stop talking. Where are you? Have you gone out?"
"Right away, getting ready to go out."
"Okay... I'm at the airport. Come here quickly... Ah Zhi!"
"I understand, Sister Yun, please be careful not to catch a cold. Find an air-conditioned restaurant to sit in. I'll be there soon."
"Yeah, hurry up..."
…
Yun Wanhe, who was far away at the airport, hung up the phone, stroked her heart, looked at the sky outside the glass wall of the airport, gently held her hands and exhaled a puff of white air.
Idiot junior, I knew I was worried about her catching a cold, but I didn’t know to come earlier...
If he had come earlier and stayed with her, wouldn't she have been warm...
The minister was muttering something in his mind, and his eyes accidentally fell on the reflective metal pillar next to him. He looked at himself inside, subconsciously smoothed his ears and hair, brushed away his bangs, and began to check his clothes.
Although this business trip is somewhat of a public trip, it is still considered work in name, and since it is work, the Minister will dress up in a more business-like manner.
Khaki thick windbreaker, heather gray thin cashmere scarf, dark gray thick pantyhose as a base, apricot high heels about 5cm...
The clothes are simple but also very classic. Yun Wanhe's obvious consideration and attention to detail can also be seen in other details. Not only is the bun on the back of her head made more delicate and smooth than usual, but the jewelry is also a full set of carefully selected Tiffany, including
A pair of silver wheat earrings, a leaf-shaped necklace, a plain silver bracelet...
In fact, these three common things are already a lot for Yun Wanhe. Before going out, she even considered whether to wear an anklet on her ankle.
But after thinking about it, it feels a bit strange. After all, it’s not summer, and wearing it doesn’t mean much. Who would look at someone’s feet when they’re fine?
If he deliberately decorated his ankles, it would be bad if Xiao Qin felt that his leader was a pervert...
…
Just like that, I don't know how many times I checked my appearance in front of the metal pillar, and how many times I practiced my expression when we meet later, a shout finally reached Yun Wanhe's ears from far to near.
"Sister Yun——"
"!~!"
Yun Wanhe's ears twitched, she stretched her snow-white neck and turned around to search for a while, and then she successfully saw the young man waving and smiling at her in the crowd, pulling the suitcase and rushing towards her.
"Ah! Little..."
Yun Wanhe opened her lips happily, but then she remembered all the expressions she had just practiced. If she just responded to him happily and shouted, wouldn't all her efforts be in vain, and it would also be a waste.
It seemed as if I had been waiting eagerly for him for a long time...
I'm just waiting for him to get on the plane together, but I can't make it look like... like a date...
Then a faint blush flashed across Yun Wanhe's pretty face, and she suppressed the overly happy expression on her face. She just raised her jade hand and waved:
"Xiao Qin, this way."
As soon as Yun Wanhe finished speaking, a huge force suddenly came from her wrist. Her wrist suddenly hurt, and then felt cold. When Yun Wanhe frowned and reacted, she was shocked to realize that her bracelet had been
An aunt who originally looked weak was snatched away!
