Looking at the pure-blood ancestor who was petrified on the spot, Lu Deng pursed the corners of his lips, a smile flashed in the bottom of his eyes, and suddenly the bright color flashed.
The sound of the rain sparsely subsided, and the rising sun broke through a gap in the dark clouds, jumping and landing in the green forest washed by the rain, reflecting a gorgeous golden glow in the residual rain accumulated among the leaves.
The early morning showers came in a hurry, but it was only a blink of an eye that the rain stopped.
With the sunlight, the power in Lu Deng's body instantly filled up, and the bloodstain on his lips disappeared in an instant.
The pure-blooded ancestor, who was not good at kissing anyone, was still sitting in despair, as stiff as if it had been completely turned into stone.
Worrying that the sun would burn the opponent, Lu Deng raised his hand to make the branches and leaves on the top of his head more dense, and raised his hand to climb on his shoulder, and the arm behind him immediately protected him in time.
It still doesn't seem to be thorough enough.
Lu Deng laughed, relaxed and leaned against his neck, rubbed it very lightly, closed his eyes and put it on.
When he jumped down, the blood awn was exhausted, and the top of his hair was soaked with some rain, and when it was attached to his neck, a wet coolness spread.
Gu Ting snapped back to his senses, and quickly took off the thick cloak used for coolness, covered the person from head to toe, and wiped away the water vapor: "Is it cold?"
"not cold."
Facing his eager gaze, Lu Deng squinted his eyes and shook his head, letting him wipe his hair for himself. He wanted to leave the pot unopened and raise the pot: "How should I be punished?"
…
Failing to confuse it, Gu Ting's arm froze, completely put away the full set of majestic canine-tooth cloak, and rubbed the man into his arms. Just as he was about to forcibly turn the page and meet those moist black eyes, his mind suddenly closed.
The clear black eyes that had not changed, seemed to be clearly different.
Suddenly forgetting what he was going to say, Gu Ting embraced him and met the bright smile in his eyes that seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, raised his hand to touch Wen Xuan's eyebrows, caressed gently, and closed them. Moist forehead hair.
That's fine.
Seeing him stop suddenly, Lu Deng moved between his arms, and there was a warm doubt in his black eyes.
Gu Ting just smiled and shook his head, spread the thick cloak on the grass, and put him down.
The buttons were lightly loosened, and the kisses fell tightly. Lu Deng breathed lightly, but in just a moment he relaxed again, groping to hold his hand, and opened his mouth very lightly.
Gu Ting leaned over, his little prey's eyes were full of relaxed and trusting warmth, and the warm air hit his ears, half-truly protesting: "The punishment is heavy..."
His chest was open and full of joy, Gu Ting lowered his head on his neck, cautiously confirmed that there were no fangs, and took a light bite on his neck: "It's not heavy, it's just right."
Lu Deng admitted his punishment, lay relaxed on his cloak, his eyes were bent, and he raised his hand to untie his straight neckline.
The whole forest was giving him strength, and his body had warmed up. The warm fingertips touched the cold skin, causing Gu Ting's chest to tighten slightly. He leaned over and asked in a hoarse voice: "Can you still... the punishment is more important?"
Meeting his dark red pupils, Lu Deng smiled lightly, untied the remaining buttons neatly, bent his elbows to prop up his body, and leaned forward to hug him.
The heartbeat reverberated between the two chests, and Gu Ting's pupils became darker. Finally, he raised his hand to release the black mist and closed everything into the silent darkness.
The birdsong in the forest was quiet for a moment, and then happily rang again.
It has been three months since Fang Yi received the invitation.
Although I don't think it's so easy for two people to both have an accident, but after all, no one is alive or dead. After searching the entire forest to no avail, and Lu Huaiye's communication device completely lost its response, the Secret Service made a death judgment and cancelled Lu Huaiye's identity as an agent.
Kang Yan was dealt with seriously, not only was he dismissed for investigation, but his ability core was completely destroyed, and he would probably spend his days in prison. Thanks to him, the public's opposition to the Secret Service has been rising, and the bureau has been revolving for three months. These members of the special operations team have been brave and brave, and they have managed to barely keep their crumbling reputation.
In any organization, while it is unreasonable, there are always some people who try their best in silence and want to change.
The "Peaceful Coexistence Act" has passed the revision and is still in trial operation, and many new provisions may be added in the future. The old-fashioned and stubborn old men resigned one after another, and everything was gradually changing, but it still took time.
Although I am happy to see such a development, as the leader of the special action team and the new deputy director of the Secret Service, I received a leisurely afternoon tea invitation when I was so busy hitting the back of my head, and I confirmed that the invitation was sent from After all these busy culprits, Fang Yi almost couldn't resist the urge to open the shredder directly.
Considering that he failed to pass the comprehensive blood clan, Fang Yi turned off the shredder again, bought five jins of Mao Xuewang, and looked for it according to the invitation.
Gu Ting's villa belongs to the blood clan, and even if the owner disappears, humans have no right to confiscate it. Fang Yi once visited shortly after the accident, and his impression at that time was still a little depressed. This time, he was shocked by the vitality of the primitive jungle.
"Deputy Director Fang, long time no see."
The tall ancestor of the blood clan was wearing a work uniform, and the gardening shears and chainsaw were thrown aside.
The innate conditions of the blood race are always more advantageous than those of humans. Gu Ting has wide shoulders and long legs, and he wears ordinary work clothes, which is also clearly striking and handsome.
Thinking of his work in the human world, Fang Yi regretted for a moment that the other party couldn't leave an image. Silently wiped away the thought of tasting macarons with black tea in the elegant and leisurely English courtyard, and went to squat down as the locals do, pointing to the fire, and asked cautiously, "Afternoon tea?"
"Huaiye wants to eat it, I'll see if I can get it out."
Just mentioning the name, the pure-blooded ancestor's eyes showed undisguised softness, he raised his hand to test the temperature on the fire, and then threw a cluster of dark flames into it.
Hearing him mention Lu Huaiye, Fang Yi still couldn't help raising some concerns: "How is he... Is he okay?"
For the vampire, it was possible to escape from such a violent impact. But Lu Huaiye is a human after all, and with such explosive power at all costs, the forest is born, and there may be some intractable sequelae left behind.
When Lu Huaiye just disappeared, there was a speculation about whether he was first embraced by the blood clan, but from the perspective of the skewer in front of him, such speculation does not seem to be in line with the facts.
Facing his eyes full of worry, Gu Ting raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his lips, clapped his hands and stood up, intentionally giving a vague answer: "I'm taking a nap, I'll take a look. Deputy Director Fang can help if he's not busy. Shall I bake it?"
Deputy Director Fang was very busy, but as long as he remembered his own blood clan synthesis, he sighed softly, took the skewer and sat down.
At least I still remember that the taste buds of the blood clan are different from ordinary people. Although the other party has worn a lot of strings diligently, the taste and taste are still worrying. Fang Yi didn't say anything in front of Gu Ting. When he saw him leave, he carefully grilled a bunch of them, ready to make up for it in time according to the taste.
The temperature of the flame with the dark fire of the blood clan was just right, and after a while, the roasted meat skewers were golden and bright. Fang Yi tasted it carefully, and his expression suddenly showed surprise.
good smell.
The saltiness is just right, the meat is fragrant, and the marinade is just right. Fang Yi couldn't hold back, he baked another bunch and put it in his mouth, thinking about the abnormal situation in front of him.
The kebabs are so delicious.
Leaving the work to Fang Yi, Gu Ting easily returned to the bedroom, the person on the bed was still sleeping soundly under the warm and clean quilt.
The visit of Deputy Director Fang brought back the memory of that day. Looking at Lu Huaiye, who was sleeping peacefully in the sun, Gu Ting raised his lips, walked over with his hands and feet, covered his body and hugged him, and bit his earlobe lightly. took a sip.
Lu Huaiye was fast asleep, and passed his hand in a daze.
The fair-skinned arm was handed in front of him defenselessly. The smile on Gu Ting's face was slightly stagnant.
Lu Huaiye was attracted by him to open his eyes, his figure was reflected in his moist black eyes, he coughed lightly, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.
"Don't bite today?"
Gu Ting felt guilty, picked him up, and rubbed the neck of the small prey waiting for him to eat: "I wore a skewer, didn't I want to eat it two days ago? Deputy Director Fang helped to bake below, we You can probably eat it down there.”
Unwilling to annihilate life into darkness, Gu Ting completed the initial transformation at the altar. The two lived in seclusion together for three months before returning to the villa soon.
The transformation of the altar is actually just to simulate the vitality of human beings, so that the vampire can "resurrection" and regain breathing, heartbeat and body temperature, but it will not affect the power belonging to the blood family. It is also for this reason that although the food on both sides can be entered, he can only provide power by sucking blood.
Regarding Gu Ting's blood-sucking attempt, Lu Deng has always maintained a firm attitude of encouragement, and will try to feed him when he finds an opportunity. It's a pity that the pure-blood ancestors with perfect theoretical scores still can't overcome the shadow of repeated failures. Until yesterday, they couldn't successfully bite the small prey's arm out of a perfect round hole.
Lu Deng Ren Jun, nodded, leaned against the warm arms, and yawned very lightly.
I changed the painting for a night last night, and it was only when the sky was bright that I finally felt a little satisfied. I put my pen to bed and went to bed. So far, I have only slept for a few hours.
Originally, when I was hugged by Gu Ting, I could still lift my spirits, but now even the embrace became warm and the sun was just right, it was even more difficult to open my eyes.
Gu Ting was reluctant to wake him up, so he hugged people in his arms, slowly patted his back with one hand, and gently rubbed his lips against his temples.
The first painting that Lu Deng painted for him was left on the sightseeing boat and could not be brought out in time. He tried to find it later, but the sightseeing boat had already been completely destroyed by a secondary explosion.
The newly painted picture stood in the corner of the house, and it was started from the altar. His current body can only leave a shadowy shadow in the camera. Lu Huaiye drew the two of them together. It was just a back view of walking hand in hand. The layers of dark colors in the background spread out, but the end is bright and warm. of sunlight.
Gu Ting actually felt that the painting was very good, but Lu Huaiye still revises it from time to time. In the latest brushstroke, he just completely outlined the blood-colored rose in the dark night.
I only put people to sleep in the morning, and it is indeed a little early to get up at this time. Feeling that the body in his arms gradually relaxed, and his breathing became even again, Gu Ting smiled helplessly, lowered his head and pecked his lips twice: "Deputy Director Fang is below, he is a little worried about you, go down and let him see if it's okay. it is good?"
"Is Deputy Director Fang here?"
Vaguely remembering the existence of the protagonist, Lu Huaiye broke free from the drowsiness and rubbed his eyes: "I remember he's been very busy recently..."
"It's very busy, but he still wants my focus, so he won't come."
Gu Ting held his hand, soaked the soft cloth in the prepared warm water, wiped his face for him, looked back carefully for a while, raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and kissed again: "Go. Come on, let's go down."
The clothes on her body are home and casual styles, and it is not surprising to wear them out. But after all, there was a visitor, Lu Deng still touched a set of clothes to change, washed his face to cheer up, and held Gu Ting's hand again.
Gu Ting smiled, turned the bell around his neck, led him downstairs, and solemnly said in a low voice: "I wore it all morning, and they were all cut with branches in the garden, which are cleaner than those outside. The meat is also marinated…”
What he said was serious, and Lu Deng also raised his head and listened carefully. Meeting the anticipation in his black eyes, Gu Ting couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, put a kiss on those eyes, adjusted his collar for him, and walked out of the villa briskly, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.
In the courtyard, Deputy Director Fang had disappeared without a trace, and there were five jins of hair and blood on the ground, and a pair of folded canvases were pressed down.
When the wind blows, the canvas unfolds. On the side of the ship, a silhouette has been drawn with a complete outline, standing in the afterglow of the setting sun, just waiting to be detailed.
The hill-like skewers had disappeared, and only a wooden pole remained, which made up a huge "thank" character.
Meeting Gu Ting's unbelievably stunned gaze, Lu Deng finally couldn't help but chuckle, and quickly walked over to pick up the canvas, put it away carefully, and patted the person comfortingly.
"It doesn't matter, let's grill again together—I'm not lying to you, I almost went to sell skewers at first, or I suddenly changed my mind..."
"Okay, retake the test..."
After a long while, Gu Ting calmed down, withdrew his arm and nodded, and replied in a low voice, but his pupils darkened quietly.
Deputy Director Fang still failed to pass the comprehensive make-up exam for the blood race.