Mr. Dior

Chapter 44: The sacrifice sweetheart of the blood race (5) ┃ Then I can only grant him death

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"..." I don't know if it can be sustainable, but Jiao Qi only knows that he continues to get angry.

Xiaojiao's wife looked at Mr. Vampire with a calm face and gritted her teeth. I vented it during the day, and it was not serious, so Zhang Dazzle will probably have a long bag on his head tomorrow.

Sure enough, the next morning, His Royal Highness had an itch on the top of his head. Hidden in the hair is usually invisible, but it can be touched, and it hurts and itch is very uncomfortable.

"Let me take a look." Jiao Qi stood on tiptoe and pulled Lao Gong's head, and felt a small bump in the furry hair, the surface was red, which was caused by the fire. Zhang Chenfei, who is physically strong, is full of yang, and after taking so many tonics, he still refuses to vent, so he falls into the troubles of adolescence.

I found some topical ointment in the medicine box, applied some anti-itching to him, and persuaded him to drink some herbal tea for reducing fire. However, Mr. Vampire insisted that it was burned by the sun.

"It's still too careless. Even if I am strong, I can't match the natural enemy of the sun." Worried that I will become bald when sunburned, Zhang Chenfei went out and put on his jazz hat, and reopened his big black umbrella.

Jiao Qi couldn't control him, so he could only let him go: "I'm going to Basho today, I won't go to Shifei with you."

Zhang Chen frowned and didn't want to agree, but when he saw Xiaojiao's wife pouting slightly because of his unhappiness, he compromised: "Okay, but I have to reply every hour so that I can know you. It's safe."

Every hour... Barely, Jiao Qi nodded and agreed. In the past, Zhang Dacock used to worry about it, and was nervous if he didn't receive any news from him in a certain period of time. Later, he slowly developed the habit of telling Lao Gong where to go first, and he would also tell him about the time he would go home when he went out to socialize.

Now that the brain is broken, it will get worse, and I will need one in an hour.

Jiao Qi asked Annie to set a reminder to send a message to Zhang Dazhao every hour. I thought I could work at ease this day, but as soon as the second post was posted, a black jazz hat appeared from the crack in the door.

"What are you doing? Didn't I send you a message?" The green veins on Jiao Qi's forehead were almost stretched into a "Ting" character. This is not a vampire, but the spirit behind it

Zhang Chenfei walked in with a briefcase, pulled a chair and sat beside Jiao Qi, and sighed in an accented tone: "Hey, my sweetheart. I really can't bear to leave you here alone, just this My anxiety is about to burn me to ashes. It is more terrifying than the midsummer noon sun. You know, I watched carefully along the way just now, there is more than one blood race in this building!"

"So?" Jiao Qi hugged his arm, watching him like a good student carrying a schoolbag to class, and took out a stack of documents and an ultra-thin computer from his briefcase.

"Let's be at the same table today," Mr. Dior winked playfully. "Do you need Brother Vampire to help you with your homework?"

I have to say that such a Mr. Vampire is cute and sultry, and Jiao Qigang was amused by that little anger. Forget it.

However, the trouble is far more than that. Zhang Dadi didn't take long to work obediently and started to make trouble, drinking tomato juice later, and eating snacks later, as if he really became a primary school student. Fortunately, Yuyuan’s drawers have plenty of food, which can meet most of the boss’s needs, except...

"I want to suck blood!"

"Boom!" A slap on the back of the head just hit the fire boil, and Zhang Chen called out with a cry of pain.

"Hey, wait to go home." When the administrative assistant came in, he saw his boss coaxing teary CEO Zhang with a cold expression on his face. He didn't have the slightest warmth in his tone, and he looked more like a domestic violence scene.

"Oh, President, the new function of the video platform is online at night. When are you going to stay? What do you want to eat at night?" As usual new functions are online, the president will take the lead in working overtime, and everyone is afraid to leave. It’s okay if there is no problem. If there is any problem, you have to be busy until the early hours of the morning.

The new function tonight is relatively simple, it has been tried out, and there will be no problems. The administrative assistant asked this to test how long the boss is going to stay for everyone.

Jiao Qi was stunned, only to realize that he hadn't worked overtime for a long time. In order to take care of the sick old attack, he has been off work on time these few weeks, even arriving late and leaving early. He pondered for a moment and said, "You don't need to book me a midnight snack. Call me if you have any questions."

"Okay!" The administrative assistant happily responded. If the boss doesn't work overtime, their irrelevant personnel can leave early. There was a live broadcast of the Vampire of the Demon King tonight, and she was anxious to go back to watch it.

"Vampire live broadcast?" Zhang Chenfei raised his head when he heard this.

The administrative assistant was taken aback, only to realize that he was too excited and told what he was thinking about. Glancing at his boss nervously, he said with a smile: "Yes, the devil played "Vampire Prince" at the experience center of Shifei Technology, and he also promised fans to put on makeup."

As night fell, the devil wearing a white shirt with pleated medieval style appeared in front of the camera, gracefully holding a hand on his back, performing retro etiquette, and slowly raising his head: "Good evening."

[Oh my god, my god, my god! 】

[Ahhhhh, I am dead! 】

[Who am I, where am I? 】

The young and handsome face of the e-sports champion is now painted with a whitish foundation, and the two little tiger braces are covered with exaggerated canine teeth. Even if you close your mouth, you can see the two tips of the teeth. Surprisingly beautiful.

The live barrage exploded in an instant. Half of the devil's powder is Yan powder. I thought he would wear a denture at most to make everyone happy, but he didn't expect to put on makeup so seriously. Yan fans were so excited that they were incoherent and frantically brushing gifts.

The devil scratched his head embarrassedly: "Then what, I haven't put on makeup, it was Shi Fei's administrative lady who helped me get it. You can make do with it."

In fact, the executive sister didn't change it much, she just helped him with powder and eyebrows, but she thoughtfully lit a little red at the end of her eyes. It looked pale and sultry.

Of course, there are also uncomfortable, especially some male fans.

[A good technology streamer, what is the difference between this fancy stuff and the meat seller next door? 】

[It's getting more and more boring, and it will please women and lose the face of professional players. 】

[It is useless if you don't do business properly and don't play competitive games. 】

Seeing that the fans were about to pinch, the devil smiled and licked his fangs: "Occasionally broadcast this to earn some advertising costs. I have to eat too, brother. Or you can support me, why would you let me hit me? Just hit whatever."

As he was talking, the voice of the administrative department's sister came from afar: "Xiao Wang, you have supper here at night, right?"

"Eat!" The devil raised his hand quickly.

"Okay. Tonight, I will have fried noodles and braised chicken drumsticks."

"Okay!" The Demon King responded with a smile, very happy, and said to the fans, "There are chicken legs!"

Fans expressed their distress. The silly boy was so happy to eat a chicken leg, and wondered if Boss Jiao treated him harshly.

If you don’t gossip, any splendid dressing is a plus, and the game anchor still has to play the game. Playing "The Vampire Prince" with Shi Fei's expensive VR equipment is more than ten times more fun than the plane operation. Put on a gravity device, go hunting, pick up props, and even pet the vampire prince you raised.

Because Shi Fei expanded after taking over, in order to take care of the male players, the choice of the protagonist increased the image of a teenager. At the moment, the devil's hands in the game are a pair of man's hands, handing the collected blood clots to the vampire prince, and sneaking a handful of his face while he was eating.

"Fuck, you can touch it!" The Devil exclaimed and touched again. The gravity glove gave him the illusion of touching the entity, and he could touch it along the outline of the vampire.

"Don't be rude." The vampire frowned and waved his hand away. Gravity gloves can allow players to experience the real force, which is very exciting.

[Wow, there is such a hidden interaction! 】

[Oh my God, the gameplay of the local tyrants is different from ours! 】

Jiao Qi was lying on the bed watching the live broadcast. Seeing that the devil could feel vigorous, his hands were itchy. He turned around and squeezed Mr. Vampire's face, bowed his head and threw a reward for the devil.

The devil saw the boss’s ID sharply, and quickly read it out: "Thank you, boss for the reward... a dollar."

[What do you read for a dollar! 】

[I just rewarded you for a thousand yuan and ignored me! 】

"Hey, no, this is the real boss, your eldest master." The devil takes a screenshot to show everyone that nickname—the president’s test number.

[Oh, is it really the young master? 】

[Ohhhhh, master, is Dad Chenfei here? 】

[Hahahaha, the master rewarded one dollar. 】

Jiao Qi looked at the content of the barrage and couldn't help but smile. Zhang Chenfei, who was lying on his back playing the game, turned his head and found Xiaojiao's wife's unusual smile, silently got up, and leaned over to look at him.

"Boss, give me more!" The Demon King talked to the screen while doing the task, barking two small fangs to beg for money.

After calling for a long time, Jiao Qi threw another dollar.

"Thank you boss for throwing... another dollar." The devil blinked at the screen, causing Mimei to scream.

Jiao Qi couldn't help laughing, but Mr. Dior next to him turned black: "Don't watch it!" The damn kid dare to openly seduce the blood slave owned by the prince. It's really tired of life!

"Where did you watch a live broadcast?" Jiao Qiduo regained Zhi Nao and glared at him.

"Very well, you still speak for him, then I can only give him a death penalty." As he picked up the phone, Prince Nicholas gritted his teeth, must teach the little vampire who knows how to do it.

After a while, the administration department came over to send a supper to the demon king in the live broadcast.

A bowl of fried noodles, two braised chicken legs, a cup of lemon tea, and a mysterious little box. The sister of the administration department pointed to the small box and reminded him: "The president gave you a punishment."

"Huh? Mr. Zhang?" The devil was confused, what kind of punishment did he give him perfectly

"Look, he knew I gave it to him, so he wouldn't dare not eat it." On the screen, Zhang Chen embraced Xiaojiao's wife, forcing him to watch the demise of that handsome little vampire with his own eyes.

The opaque box contains unknown danger. The Demon King stretched out his hand, slowly opened the lid of the box, and suddenly his eyes widened.

Bright white, a box full of sugar garlic!