Mr. Dior

Chapter 43: The sacrifice sweetheart of the blood race (4)┃ must be recorded in the family history of the Zhang family

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The little wife who couldn't resist, was pressed by the vampire on the desk and sucked away a lot of blood. Finally, she couldn't hold her back and fell on the desk and gasped weakly.

The satiated prince ignored the dying little sacrifice, and rinsed his mouth first, then came back unhurriedly and hugged him off the table. The strange thing is that the little wife who was sucked blood was not pale with too much blood loss, but turned red.

Jiao Qi buried his face in Zhang Da's arms, and had no face to see people. He didn't compromise on the previous tyrants' scripts, and he never expected to stumble with the vampire.

"Are you tired?" Zhang Chenfei put the man on the sofa, took off his suit jacket and covered him. Just now I was so excited when I was sucking blood, I tore off Xiaojiao's wife's shirt.

Jiao Qi yawned. After doing this kind of thing, you will feel a little sleepy, but sleeping in this morning is a bit unreasonable.

"Go to sleep when you are tired." The satisfied Prince was very good-tempered and kissed the weak little sacrifice. He took a nap blanket from the cupboard and said, "I will call you when I have dinner."

Jiao Qi pulled the blanket to cover half of his face: "No longer in the office..."

"It's not a guarantee," I wanted to say that this is no sacrifice, but the gentle noble vampire will not scare the food, Mr. Dior gently touched the face of his little wife, "I want to eat at any time. It's possible anywhere. Don't worry, this room is very soundproof."

"..." Jiao Qi's fist hidden under the blanket was clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, and repeated three times, but after all, he did not reach out to beat him. If you don't understand the guy who doesn't know his head, he slumped into the sofa, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

After sleeping for half an hour, the lost energy was made up. Jiao Qi opened his eyes and saw that the secretary was quietly communicating with Zhang Dajiao in sign language.

"Cough..." With a light cough, indicating that they are awake, the two people over there immediately let go of their voices.

"Baby, you are awake."

"Then I will go out first." The secretary put down a paper bag, nodded to Jiao Qi, and left the office, gently closing the door.

There is no doubt that there is a new shirt in the paper bag. Since Zhang Dajiao became ill, Jiao Qi's expensive shirts have become one-time consumables, and an average of one is scrapped in two days. Anyway, from the moment Zhang Dajiao asked the secretary to lock the door, there was no way to explain, Jiao Qi broke the jar and changed into a new shirt, and sat back at the desk to continue working.

In the afternoon there was a high-level meeting in Shi Fei, and Zhang Chenfei was going to the top-level meeting. Jiao Qi looked at the meeting plan, which lasted four hours, and then proposed to return to Basho. Basho also has a project meeting today.

"No, you go to the top floor with me." The prince who tasted the deliciousness didn't want to let go for a moment. He just wanted to put the small dessert in his pocket and lick it when he was greedy.

"I'm not going." It seems that this script does not affect Zhang Dazhao's decision-making ability, and there is no need for Jiao Qi to stare at it. Two people wasting four hours to do the same thing, which does not meet Jiao's principle of efficiency.

"You don't have to go, but you can't leave this office," Zhang Chenfei made a concession after a long argument, "If I come back halfway and find that you are missing, I will go to the Banana blood to sacrifice everyone!"

"… understood."

Even though he didn't know how this prince would sacrifice his employees in blood, Jiao Qi still obediently did not leave. The meeting around is not particularly important. You can use the video remotely, and you can directly open the video access in the office.

This project meeting is mainly to discuss the introduction of BBQ TV series. After KY returned, he actively sent a new representative to discuss with him, and he was sincere. But Jiao Qi was reluctant to continue working with him, and asked the project team to consult other US TV stations at the same time.

"BBQ is mainly good at drama, suspense, and workplace TV dramas. BBL is good at family dramas and sitcoms. If you want to increase the brand value of Basho, it is recommended to buy BBQ. If it is for traffic, it is more appropriate to buy BBL..."

Jiao Qi listened carefully to the report in the video, and suddenly heard the office door rang. Turning his head and looking over, he saw that Zhang Dadi, who was supposed to be on the top floor for a meeting, had secretly taken half of his head. When he found it, he immediately retracted like a gopher, and closed the door again with a "click".

"..." Inexplicably.

The people in the top-level meeting room were also at a loss. After an hour's meeting, the president suddenly disappeared. After disappearing for a few minutes, he hurriedly returned to continue the meeting. At first everyone thought that the president went to the bathroom and didn't care, but then he disappeared every hour, which was a bit wrong.

Sitting next to Zhang Chenfei is Vice President Zhao, who is in his forties. Watching the president rushing out three times with a urgency, the person who came over Zhao asked in a low voice with concern: "Is it unavoidable?"

"Yeah." Zhang Chenfei nodded. His snack was downstairs. He was always afraid of being taken away by others. He was always worried about what danger he would encounter, so he couldn't help but check every hour.

Vice President Zhao sighed. After the meeting, he sent him a specialist doctor's telephone number and advised him: "Go and see early, this kind of thing can't be delayed."

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Chen didn't know why, he was thinking of Xiaojiao's wife. What did this person send him a doctor's number

"Frequent urination, urgency." Vice President Zhao said "I understand you", patted his shoulder and left.

The noble Prince Nicholas felt that he was humiliated. But the vampire hides his identity and cannot be disclosed to the public. He cannot explain his crazy possessive desire for small sacrifices, and can only silently resist the misunderstanding of the world.

"This great forbearance must be recorded in the Zhang family's family history." On the way back, the depressed prince told Xiaojiao's wife about it.

"I think the descendants of the Zhang family don't want to see such a great feat." Jiao Qi, who was driving, glanced at him sympathetically.

"You don't understand..." Mr. Dior said deeply, seeing Xiaojiao's wife driving the car to the restaurant again, and stopped him in time, "Go home, I'll make good food for you."

Today the little sacrifice obediently sacrificed blood to the great prince, and it should be made up. The food outside is not enough to replenish the lost essence, and he needs to cook himself.

The refrigerator is full of ingredients, and there is a pot of stock stewed by the villa chef. It is made from the old duck, hen, ribs and other ingredients, simmered over a low heat and simmered overnight. Whatever dishes are delicious. Zhang Chenfei simply took out the whole pot of soup and stewed the Buddha over the wall.

There are automatic high-pressure braising pots and various high-tech kitchen utensils at home. Although the stew is not as good as slow cooking in a crock pot, it is better than fast. The little guy who has lost too much blood must be hungry, so he must eat something delicious soon.

Jiao Qi stood at the door of the kitchen watching him cooking without worry, fearing that he would throw something strange into it. Fortunately, Mr. Vampire did not put any "sacred animal blood" or "crow hair", they were all normal ingredients.

The stewed Buddha jumped off the table on the wall, the lid was lifted, and the fragrant flavor instantly filled the entire restaurant. Jiao Qi took a sip of Lao Gongsheng's soup, which was salty and delicious, and it was really delicious. Take a bite of the scallop meat, leaving fragrance on your lips and teeth.

Jiao Qi didn't like to eat outside food. When he was a kid, he sometimes ate outside when he had enough pocket money because of the babysitter. But the outside meal is heavy with oil and salt, and it will be uncomfortable to eat too much. It was the first time I ate the home-cooked food prepared by Zhang Chenfei after I got married.

Because that dish is full of "home" smoke.

According to Zhang Chenfei, the cooking technique was learned from his grandmother. After his mother passed away, grandma took care of him. Grandma is old and has nothing to teach him, so she teaches him a few dishes.

"My grandma said that you must know how to cook before you can get a wife." In fact, they are not very complicated dishes. Grandma only hoped that her grandson would not starve to death when she left. Unexpectedly, in the end, this grandson really used it to please his wife.

Finding that Xiaojiao's wife likes to eat her own dishes, Zhang Chenfei often cooks them for him, and her cooking skills are getting better and better. For Jiao Qi's stomach, he also learned to cook soup.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Xiaojiao's wife in a daze, Zhang Chenfei stretched out his hand and shook in front of him.

"It's okay, it's delicious." Jiao Qi picked up the bowl and ate cleanly.

In line with the principle that eating well for the small sacrifices can optimize the taste of the blood, the prince proactively feeds him and encourages him to eat more.

The two ate the whole pot of Buddha jumped over the wall. It was all great tonic, after digesting, Jiao Qi felt a rush of heat.

"Are you hot?" Jiao Qi rubbed against Lao Gong who was half-lying playing a brain game.

"Baby, what do you want to do, huh?" Zhang Chenfei stretched out his hand to hug the person. Of course it was a bit hot. He ate a lot of blood during the day, and he ate the Buddha jumped over the wall at night.

"Ok… "

"Do you want me to suck blood?" Zhang Chen turned off his brain, touched the smooth face of the little sacrifice, and shook his head gently, "I know that sucking blood will make you feel psychedelic and comfortable, and even addictive, but That's not good, you will die if you lose too much blood."

Resolutely refuse the temptation of sweetheart, he is a vampire who insists on sustainable development!