Chapter 127:

After meeting with Zhao Wei and confirming that he did not intend to act before Dil was cured, the next day, he would simply rely on his own lover here, and did not continue to go to Selman and Deere to brush the existence. sense. After all, he was really afraid of the aura that seemed to be particularly attractive to the protagonist. He couldn't touch it if he didn't touch it, and he wanted to let others forget him in Java.
During this period of time, Yan also truly saw Zhao Wei and his current status in human society. Every day, there are people in and out of the villa. There are civilians, nobles, businessmen, churches, and even the king has sent messengers. He did not know how Zhao Yihe built such a huge network of contacts involving all walks of life in a short period of time. It seems that as long as he pays the value, no matter who can get satisfaction from Zhao Wei and here. The things that are mutually beneficial and rejoicing are all happy.
I have to admit that it is far from being better than Zhao Yihe, whether it is experience or method, but what about it? He has no interest in ruling the world. As long as he can complete the tasks he shoulders, he will be satisfied. The extra things he is too lazy to manage, and he is not interested in it.
In addition to Zhao Wei and sweetness, he did not forget to pay attention to the situation of the protagonist. Even if he did not come out personally, he always sent someone to deliver the news to himself.
The so-called disease is like a mountain, the disease is like a silk, it has been spent more than a week, Dill's disease has gradually recovered, and he and Zhao Yi and discussed it, and finally ready to start.
So, the next day, the protagonist was attacked for more than a week and picked up the documents again and went to visit. Unfortunately, as soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by the servant and was planning to go to the room of Deere.
"Ya'an adults, Selman's master has not yet awakened, but the owner has explained it before, if you come, please go to the reception room and wait..." The maid looked at his face awkwardly.
"Ya'an" has always come and went in the castle of Selman. For the first time, he was asked to go to the reception room. The servant was afraid that the other party would be lost because of the rudeness. As long as Ya'an adults frowned slightly, he felt that The whole heart is picked up!
At a glance, he smiled and daggered, saying that he didn't mind, and then followed the servant to the reception room. The maid sighed and felt that Ya'an adults had always been so polite and understanding, but they were not excited to be behind.
Oh, of course, don't mind that Selman blocked himself from seeing Deere. This doesn't mean that the other person is watching Deere and treating himself as a rival. For fear that he will be indifferent, will Deere be taken away? ! The first time he was attacked by the protagonist as a rival, he was really a little uncontrollable, and he tried to restrain himself and restrain himself. This did not break his melancholy beautiful man's face.
The reception room that was taken to him was the highest. Sitting on a soft sofa, he poured a glass of blood on his own. He squinted and just wanted to relax, and was told that Selman had already woken up.
I’ve tried it a bit, and I feel that Selman’s wake up is a little unbelievable, but I’m thinking about it. The main attack is probably to get along with the protagonist for a little more time, and then gradually change my work and rest. It is.
Not waiting for a long time, Selman pushed in the door of the meeting room and came in. When he saw it, he frowned, his tone was somewhat dissatisfied and complained: "How come there is no shadow for so long? Where did you go to play? Don't forget your work!"
"I have been serving you seriously, isn't it? The documents are not missing once a day!" He shrugged his shoulders indifferently, although the move was somewhat indecent, and the rare playful but extraordinarily attracted People, "I haven’t seen you for months and I haven’t seen you complaining. What awkward things are going on today?"
Selman was blocked and speechless. He didn't know what he was awkward about, but recently he remembered that Ya'an was getting more and more frequent, but this guy was missing and the people he wanted to see were not seen, which made him particularly unhappy: "Nothing is awkward, Was it just that you didn't covet the blood of my little pet last time? I was going to invite you to taste it once, who knows who I have never seen you!"
In order to conceal his uncomfortableness, Selman turned to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine.
Wrinkled and frowned, some incredible: "Dil's blood? Is he not sick? He is sick and you still drink his blood?!"
- It’s mad!
Selman’s action paused and looked down at the bottle in his hand, agreeing:
Yes, he was sick, the taste of blood changed a bit, although it was delicious than other human blood, but it was contaminated by germs. The blood is a bit dirty and it is not suitable for entertaining you."
隋垣: "....................."
- Sure enough, the species can't communicate at all. He means that Deere is sick and shouldn't take any more blood. How does Selman think of another dimension? ! Is his expression ability so bad? !
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Seeing that Selman turned and prepared to put the blood back, he had to work hard to make the attack feel his deep feelings for Dil. He teased his eyebrows: "Why, just put it out and put it back. Have you been willing to give me a taste?"
Selman has some helplessness: "Isn't it just that you said that the sick blood is not good?"
"Where did I say it?" Hey collapsed. "I mean, Deere is sick. For his health, you shouldn't take his blood before he gets sick!"
Selman waved his hand in disbelief: "A little bit of blood, can't die, then, isn't I raising him for his blood?"
隋垣: "....................."
- I really want to paste him a face!
"Okay, do you drink or not?" Some of the hair was stared at him, thinking that he was blaming himself because of Deere, and Selman’s tone sank and he had a tendency to turn his face.
"...drink." He silently reached out.
Anyway, the blood has already been drawn out, and it is impossible to fall back to Deere's body. I am still a bit curious about the deliciousness that makes Selman want to stop – well, just
a bit
curiosity!
Seeing 隋垣
actively showing weakness
, Selman’s face slowed down a bit, and after sitting on his own sofa, he sat down on the sofa opposite him.
Probably because he didn't have the protagonist's tongue, he didn't think that Deere's blood was so delicious. It made him a little disappointed. He couldn't help but doubt that Selman couldn't bear to drink Dill's blood, so he just made it. Fake to fool him. However, Selman has always been straightforward. If he does not want to, he will refuse directly, and he will not falsify at all. Therefore, he has to show a little intoxication, indicating that he is quite satisfied with the taste of Deere.
Seeing the corners of his mouth, Selman's mood was also pleasant, and the blood that fell ill and stayed for a while didn't seem so bad. While the two vampires were drinking the blood in the cup, they casually talked about the whimsical topic, although there were some strange protagonists who had time to accompany their rivals and not to see Deere, but they quickly returned. Because of the plot.
- If it wasn't for Selman's absence, how could Deere meet with Anson? At the beginning, I was still worried about how to drag the protagonist for a while. I didn’t expect the plot to be so powerful, and completely solved the problem.
Just as he estimated that the time was almost the same, he intended to end the conversation, and when Selman went to "grab", a servant walked in with a light hand and whispered a few words in Selman's ear.
With the sensitive hearing of the blood family, I heard a few words of "Dil", "unfamiliar humans" and "meeting". I immediately knew that Zhao Wei and Weier were similarly communicated, and then actively exposed.
After listening to the servant's words, Selman frowned and his face was gloomy. He stood up and stood up after he got up. He was worried: "Is there something Dear? Can I go and see?"

- Even if you are rejected, you must follow it! Zhao Yuhe can wait for his life! Of course, if Deere is strong enough, he probably won't play.
Selman hesitated, then nodded, squatting behind him and heading for the back garden, and soon saw two people in the rose bushes staring at each other and intimately.
Deere’s mood was a little excited, and he couldn’t help but rush into Anson’s arms. He was glad that his good friend was safe and sound, and he was more grateful that he came to visit him with great risk. The repression and shackles of this period suddenly broke out when he saw Anson. Deere never realized so clearly. Only Anson is the one who cares most about him, the one who cares most about him, and only Anson, who can believe and rely on it.
The wrath of all things made Selman almost lose his senses. He couldn’t help but see the shackles of this scene. He knew that Zhao Yuhe was just a play, but he also felt a tingling sensation. .
"What are you doing, Deere?" Selman's voice was low and gentle, like the silence before the storm, but it was nothing but a thunder in the ear.
Deere's body was stiff, the subconscious retreat, away from Anson, but after feeling the anger and killing of Selman against Anson, he was stubbornly blocked in front of him.
The fear in the heart made Deere unable to restrain himself, but firmly greeted Selman's gaze: "He, he is my friend, saved my life, just worried about me, only took the liberty to check me. In the case, don't blame him, the Lord, the master..."
Anson, who was blocked behind by Deere, shrank his neck and shivered. If it wasn't for him, he would have identified him as Zhao Yihe, and he would probably mistake him for true Anson.
Surprisingly, he was staring at Anson in a blink of an eye. He felt that he really needed to learn more from Zhao Wei and the predecessor.
Here, holding on to the heart of learning, he carefully observed Anson. Over there, the first conflict between Selman and Deere broke out completely.
For the first time, Deere spoke to Selman and expressed his willingness to be a small pet that was sponsored by Selman. He is also a person with personality and ideology. The "pampering" given by Selman is just wishful thinking. He does not need or care at all. All he hopes is that he can be respected.
For the first time, Selman was so slammed, and the one who hit him was a despicable, low-lying human being that he did not even look at. This made him somewhat confused, and more, but unstoppable anger. However, even if he is angry again, Selman realizes that he does not want to hurt Deere. He does not want Deere to be injured. He does not want to see him lying in bed like he had been in the past few days. So, this anger It was all poured into Anson's body - this dirty ant that Deere valued and tried to protect, can't be forgiven, and the docile Deere would defy him for this guy!
Selman raised his hand in anger, and the majestic force crushed towards Anson. Deere had no time to stop, but he could only watch it with sorrow and desperately: "Anson -!!!"
The scene of the blood-stained rose flower did not happen. Anson was so stupid that he stood up straight and was unharmed. In front of him, his pale face was even more bloodless. The slightly browed eyebrows indicated that he is currently Suffering from pain. As a pure-blood prince, Selman’s full blow in anger can’t be underestimated. Even the cockroaches that have been prepared for a long time are hurt by the moment. The strength of the high-ranking nobles is forever. Can't match the prince's.
"Yan?!" Selman looked incredulously at the melancholy aristocrat who was in front of Anson. He couldn't understand why Ya'an would do this, and even blamed himself for hurting him. Selman subconsciously reached out and tried to hold the crumbling slender figure, but was gently escaped by the other side: "Calm down? Selman."
Selman is indeed calm, and Ya'an's injury is like a basin of ice water pouring down, so that his bones have a slight coolness, and the mind has never been clear. He glanced deeply at Ya'an, who pressed his chest and suppressed his cough, then turned to Deere.
After the great sadness and great joy, Deere, who had just recovered from illness, obviously could not withstand such violent emotional fluctuations. After confirming that Anson had nothing to do, the whole body was weak and weak, and his knees fell softly on the ground.
At this moment, Deere's heart is full of gratitude to Ya'an. If it wasn't for Ya'an to appear in time, Anson would die, and Deere couldn't know how to celebrate the existence of Ya'an. The first time he met, he helped himself, healed himself, improved his living conditions, and met him for the second time. He saved his most important friend. Deere was never so convinced that Yaan was sent by God to help him. angel.
"I think, you need to have a good talk with Deere." He slowly opened his mouth and reached out to grab Anson's collar. "This person, I will take it first."
Deere gratefully looked at him. He knew that only Anson and Ya'an could be safe, and Selman licked his lips. After a long time, he waved his hand in silence to show his consent.
He bowed to Selman and dragged Anson away, and Selman took a deep breath and bent over to hold Dear, who was soft on the ground.
Selman felt that he should think about how he should handle this little pet, and how to deal with Ya'an's concern for Dirna.
For Deere, he actually came forward and struggled to leave Anson’s life. Is Ya’an really so concerned about Deere? Thinking of Ya'an's various cares for Deere before, Selman began to get upset again. He couldn't tell whether he was dissatisfied with Ya'an's own things, or he was not happy with Dear's excessive attention.
The pure blood prince who has not opened the shackles for thousands of years has encountered such complicated and tangled emotional problems when he first opened the shackles. It is also quite confusing...
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