()(Can’t you wake up? Can’t you sleep?~~~~~~The little vampire is confused and begging for collection~~~~~~~~)
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Originally this was a good thing, but then...
"Eh? I've always had a question I'd like to ask."
"What?"
Tian Tian tilted his head, pointed at the big stand-up collar in Wang Sen's hand and asked, "Isn't it just a matter of taking a nap? Isn't it a bit troublesome for you both inside and outside here?"
"We vampires sleep in coffins, so of course we should wear formal clothes! Even the dead will not be careless when sleeping in coffins!" Wang Sen walked a few steps quickly and stood in front of Tian Tian, and said dissatisfiedly, "But look at you! Everyone is lazing around! They even lie down on the bed and sleep!"
He felt regretful that day. He didn't want Wang Sen to think that no one would care about him after he became a "monster", but he also didn't want the conversation to be too heavy and serious, so he always wanted to make some harmless jokes. But this...
He probably asked Wang Sen this question because he was not awake. Everyone who lives in Qianjin Tower knows that it is a minefield! Wang Sen usually doesn't talk much, but when it comes to the issue of vampires, he can talk endlessly. Jedi said it lasted three days and three nights.
But Wang Sen is too unreasonable. Does he have to be criticized even when he goes to bed?
"A dead person only sleeps in a coffin once in his life. If he sleeps every day, he won't be so neatly dressed." That day, he decided to end the conversation as soon as possible and went back to his room to catch up on his sleep. "These days, even the monks are calling chickens. What you call formalism!”
"I am adhering to tradition! Mentally, I have been learning from my ancestors, so my appearance must also keep up! Only in this way can we achieve 'both form and spirit'!"
"Really?" He sped up and fled towards the door of his house that day. "But your bed is a Chinese-style coffin. Have you ever seen any vampire sleeping in a Chinese-style coffin? You are also called 'both physical and spiritual'?"
Look, has it changed again? Due to Wang Sen’s seriousness and So-Na’s perseverance, friendly daily exchanges often turn into this...
"I was born in the country of Chana, and I am a Chinese-style blood clan. Of course I can sleep in a Chinese-style coffin!" Wang Sen's face turned red and his eyes began to turn red. He argued with the outsider, "My roots are here. A hundred years later, I have to sleep here with that coffin. What’s wrong with me sleeping in that coffin?”
"But you are wearing a foreign zombie robe. After you die, do you just wear this and lie in that coffin to see ghosts? It's so nondescript! You should get a Chinese-style zombie robe to wear. That's it. He wears the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty and wears chicken feathers in the back of his hat." When he was approaching the door of his house, he suddenly stopped and turned around, facing Wang Sen who was chasing him in a hurry and almost missed him, "Your hair is long, just right. Braid it into a braid. But the front hair must be shaved off, and it would be more ideal to have a ghost painting talisman on the forehead."
"The kind of zombie you are talking about does not suck blood. I am a vampire zombie... a vampire! They are completely different things! I wore this outfit because I couldn't find suitable Chinese vampire clothes. This fake collar is from the country of Chana. A clear proof! This is not neither fish nor fowl, this is the combination of Chinese and Western! It is reform! It is progress!"
"Your situation can't be considered an improvement, it can only be called a copycat. Don't explain it, you are a complete fake foreign vampire!" While opening the door that day, he continued to torture Wang Sen, "Can you explain those foreign things in your house?" Candlestick? Is there no Chinese candlestick available? Even if not, there are always oil lamps? If you want to keep your roots in Chana country, you can’t have that record player, throw it away quickly, buy an erhu and play it yourself!”
That day he went to chat with Wang Sen out of good intentions. He definitely didn't want to argue or intensify the conflict. Therefore, he always ended the topic at the most "appropriate" time. Just like now, he hurried as soon as he finished speaking.
He entered the door and locked it. Wang Sen was left alone facing the door, trembling with anger, unable to say anything except "You...you...".
Since these two people had been "chatting" in the corridor just now, they missed another lively event in this building. As soon as the door opened that day, they happened to catch the end of the event on that side.
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This enemy is extremely cunning!
Lacey pricked up her ears, lowered her body, and stared at the monster in front of her with sharp eyes.
This guy was completely black, glowing with a frightening light, and was slippery, with nowhere to eat. The monster's mouth was much larger than its body, as if it had the ability to swallow everything. As soon as it got a little closer, Lacey noticed
His body had an uncontrollable urge to rush towards the monster like a moth to a flame. It couldn't help but take a few steps back to stabilize its position, but the monster still kept making chilling roars, bursts of stimulation.
Touching Lacey's eardrums.
The hostess is no match for the monster. You see, she struggled to grab the monster's long neck, but she couldn't hold it at all. The monster was still struggling back and forth. Now is my chance to show off my skills!
Lacey's soft fur barely stood up, and her short, circled tail stood behind her like a charging flag. No matter what, just fight it! It bared its teeth that had not yet fully grown, and lowered its head.
He barked and jumped up like lightning and thunder.
Today is Lacey's actual combat training day. Before it was completely dark, the hostess got up, without brushing her teeth or washing her face. She pulled up her hair, put on a mask, and started training Lacey. Lacey liked this kind of combat training very much.
, it is very serious and works extremely hard to improve its combat capabilities. Unfortunately, it is still too young after all, and its leaping and biting skills are not mature enough. Whenever it pounces on it or opens its mouth to bite, the hostess always
It made a cry of dissatisfaction. However, Lacey's crawling, sneaking, and wandering around to find enemies were highly appreciated by the hostess with laughter.
Previously, Lacey had successfully (?) defeated an opponent whose body was covered with chicken feathers and whose only tail was a bamboo pole. Now, this monster with a slender black neck and a big flat mouth is Lacey's new target.
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Xue Qiqi was cleaning the house in a hurry, but Lacey still insisted on making trouble with her. This little guy regarded the feather duster and the vacuum cleaner as imaginary enemies. No matter how much Xue Qiqi scolded it, it was in vain. It still kept jumping up. However, Lacey
It's really fun to look serious, Xue Qiqi is really embarrassed.
Time is running out. Ever since I moved into Qianjin Building, I have been visiting from door to door as soon as I got up every night, which fully reflects the superiority of an "unemployed vagrant". It is almost time to visit here in the past two days, Xue Qiqi hopes
You can keep your room clean and leave a good impression on that day.
While she was cleaning, she was struggling with Lacey. On the other hand, she was thinking angrily, what if she didn't come to her room that day? Wasn't her effort in vain? Logically speaking, she probably wouldn't come that day.
Not only will he not come to this room today, but he will probably not come tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. When he wants to come one day, this room may be dirty again. (It is mainly caused by Lacey, there is no doubt about this.)
(Except for the clothes piled on the sofa that have not been folded after washing, the instant noodle bowl that has grown mold in the sink, the false eyelashes stuck to the bathroom mirror, and other invisible places.)
Should he make a sincere invitation very naturally? What excuse should he make? No! If he does, Wen Huiyi will definitely talk sarcastically about herself, and Yu Lan will also join in to cause trouble.
Alas, Xue Qiqi almost wanted to give up this useless labor. But instead of fearing ten thousand, she was afraid of what might happen. What if that day really comes?
"Hey! Why are you making such a noise so late at night?!" Wen Huiyi came first before that day arrived. In fact, she didn't come either, but her disheveled head poked over from the balcony next door, and she looked like she had just fallen asleep.
Wake up.
Xue Qiqi turned off the vacuum cleaner, straightened up, and said with a smile: "Are you bothering me? I'll be fine soon, I'll be fine soon."
Wen Huiyi's squinted eyes suddenly widened. She saw the little monster beside the vacuum cleaner, staring blankly at her. The little monster found the fluffy hair outside the window sill staring at her, and was so frightened that he immediately hid behind Xue Qiqi and shouted
A pitiful "woo-woo" sound.
A bright smile broke out on Wen Huiyi's face, and most of her body leaned over: "Xiao Bai, come here."
Seeing Wen Huiyi's thrilling movements, Xue Qiqi was very worried for her. Although patients with Pearl Island Disease have a strong ability to recover from injuries, if they fall from the third floor, they will not suffer fractures or pain.
Lacey didn't seem to have a good impression of Wen Huiyi. Not only did she not respond, she even had the guts to bark at her.
Not only did Wen Huiyi not feel dissatisfied, she leaned her entire upper body on the railing on the side of Xue Qiqi's house, stretched out her hands as much as she could, and said to Lacey: "Come here, sister, give me a hug."
Seeing that Hui Yi was in a critical situation, Xue Qiqi lifted the straw of the vacuum cleaner and faced Wen Hui Yi from a distance. She also did a horse riding crotch pose: "Hui Yi, hold on to this, hold on tight. Don't be afraid, I will
Pull you over."
Wen Huiyi focused all her attention on Lacey and had no time to talk to Xue Qiqi. She stretched out her hand as if sleepwalking, grabbed the top of the vacuum cleaner's nozzle, and continued to move toward the balcony with her body, still teasing Laixi.
Xi: "Good boy, Xiaobai, come and be nice to your sister. She will buy you sweets."
Lacey was full of fear of this snake-invading monster. After the unkempt head, the monster showed its blood-red upper body. Even though she was hiding behind Xue Qiqi, Lacey couldn't help but step back.
Seeing that his intimidating barking had not had much effect, and that the hostess's long black weapon had been taken down by the monster, he had no choice but to lower his body, raise his tail, bared his teeth, and put on the deep posture before.
The shape won the hostess's approval and he tried the guttural sounds he had not yet fully mastered.
"Hu——, Hu——."
Wen Huiyi saw Lacey making weird faces at her and laughed happily, "Look how cute it is, it's so fun!"
Then, she grinned and gave Lacey a weird face.
When Lacey saw the monster's four big teeth, he knew immediately that he was no match. He let out a sharp, short bass sound, tucked his tail, and ran away.
Wen Huiyi kicked her legs hard and shouted anxiously: "Hey, Xiaobai, don't run away? My sister won't eat you, you don't have much meat, don't eat it!"
When Lacey heard this, she forgot even her shy screams, ran quickly for a few steps, and hid her head under the sofa, leaving only her butt and tail exposed and trembling.
(That’s it, that’s it, take a rest and continue tomorrow afternoon at 14:30~~~~~~~~)