"It's not like this dad! Listen to me explain dad!"
The mind that was still a little bit confused was instantly sobered by fright, and Shang Haojia almost bumped his head against the door frame. Jumping up and trying to explain, the majestic voice of my old father who was very cooperative came from the phone: "Don't call me dad, I don't have a son like you!"
"I don't have a man in charge of the drama club—no, why do I have a boyfriend!"
Even though she has been teased by people in various ways, Shang Kecao still has not broken the curse of the emergency department, and has been in a state of being single all the time because outsiders think she is not single, commonly known as Schrödinger's single state.
Although Wei Long has been very obvious in some senses, but according to the werewolf friends, vampires are originally a superficial race that always flirts with good-looking people, so Shang Haojia has never taken it to heart—after all No matter what, it is only a vampire from the Middle Ages, rounding it up, it is almost a Mrs. Mawangdui Xinzhui. The gap between the two can no longer be called a generation gap, but can only be called a century strait.
"That's what you have to ask yourself, my dear son—it was your dear friend who called me dear father-in-law as soon as he came up."
Hearing his old father's parallel sentences already brought obvious sharpening, Shang Zhuyang almost smelled the fragrance of fried pork with bamboo shoots. He rubbed his temples with a terrible headache and sighed heavily.
"He likes to joke more, and he is quite flamboyant. Dad, you have to be aware of the details, and don't be fooled by the rhetoric of the reactionary forces. There happen to be two very important witnesses here. I will take him to the city bureau right away, and I will meet you in detail. Explanation… "
Hastily comforted his family and suddenly became the father-in-law's father, Shang Haojia changed his clothes and left the dressing room, and hurried back to the office without delay.
He Jialun came here by car, and Shang Haojia, who was originally planning to squeeze the subway, immediately changed his plan. Stuffing the young man who had fallen asleep into the co-pilot, he got into the back seat familiarly.
"Doctor Shang has been in this car before—was it driven by Wei Long?"
Seeing his skillful getting-in-the-car posture, He Jialun guessed the development of the story. While starting the car, he started the gossip mode curiously: "What does Dr. Shang think of Wei Long? I think he likes you very much. He's always single. It's been a thousand years, and I've never heard of him teasing anyone so hard."
"Has Mr. Wei always been single?"
I don't know if it's the aftereffect of the last time, but as soon as he got in the car, Shang Haojia yawned habitually, found a familiar place and nestled in: "I saw that he was so proficient, I thought he must have A lot of experience."
"This probably has to do with the way they choose their mates. In order to ensure the purity of their bloodlines, their pure-blooded vampires usually resolve it internally. The way the two ghosts make a contract is to use the blood of two people to draw some kind of spell together—you know, as far as he is concerned. That problem, this is basically the rhythm of Zhu Gusheng."
He Jialun shrugged his shoulders, and his tone was unabashedly gloating: "As for them wanting to be with ordinary people, they have to turn that person into a vampire first. But he doesn't even dare to bite, so how can he turn him into a vampire? To become a vampire?"
"Do you have to become a vampire?"
Placing his arms behind his sore neck, the drowsy Dr. Shang couldn't help frowning, and asked in a low voice.
He Jialun tilted his head noncommittally, turned a corner and drove the car onto the main road: "Well—you know, their vampires generally have a long lifespan. If you don't become a vampire, you will be in your seventies, and he is still like this now …”
Shang Haojia didn't hear the following words clearly, because the too strong tiredness had already dragged him into the quiet darkness involuntarily. But he still had a dream—in the dream, the antique vampire, who looked less than 30 years old, carried his majestic old father in police uniform on his back, strategizing and directing the battle between werewolves and vampires. It was so bizarre that he was so frightened that he shuddered, and he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.
"Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"
The car was parked, He Jialun turned to look at him sideways, and pouted forward again: "We have encountered a little trouble, I'm afraid there will be a little delay."
"Not too good, I had a pretty nonsense nightmare..."
Shang Haojia rubbed his sore temples and shook his head, put away the thoughts of werewolves fighting vampires from his mind, looked up in his direction, and couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment.
In front of their car, there was a group of werewolves with pointed ears and thick tails, gray and black fur in ragged clothes, fighting with a group of vampires who staggered like zombies, blocking the road.
"... It doesn't seem so nonsense."
Shang Haojia rubbed his eyes, took a closer look at the situation in front of him, and shook his head in disbelief: "I originally thought that this kind of battle between the two races should be a group of strong and tall elite werewolves fighting vampires in tuxedos like British gentlemen. , now it seems that my estimation seems to be slightly off..."
"You can't talk like that - don't you humans also have the difference between two countries going to war and street gangsters fighting?"
It was about the dignity of the two major races. He Jialun quickly corrected a sentence, looked at the time, and took off his seat belt: "It's almost dawn, so we can't make them make such a fuss. If you don't mind, I'll go down and shout Two voices, tell them to scatter and talk."
"Of course I don't mind - but you better remember to come back, I don't have a driver's license..."
Thinking of the husky's lack of pattern in letting go, Shang Haojia couldn't help feeling a little worried, and sat up straight to answer.
"Looking at what you're saying, it seems like I have a driver's license—hell, I need an ID card to get a driver's license. Can I get a large dog breeding permit?"
As soon as he mentioned the driver's license, He Jialun lost his temper. He waved his hand and got out of the car. With his bare hands, he broke apart two werewolves and vampires who were hugging each other. He didn't know whether they were fighting or flirting. It's on, don't make trouble here!"
"I thought it would be some kind of supernatural method—it doesn't even need to transform..."
I didn't expect that what He Jialun said would be just shouting twice. Shang Haojia couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment, and a gentle chuckle suddenly came from beside him: "My friend, you have to understand—after all, Jialun's transformed state does not actually have any deterrent effect. , but will add a lot of unnecessary trouble.”
Unaware of when someone sat up next to him silently, Shang Haojia subconsciously stood up abruptly. Before he had time to hit the roof of the car, Wei Long grabbed his body quickly and pressed him slightly to sit down.
"Please don't worry, it's me—please forgive me for my unauthorized actions. Your father is completely safe. I am really worried about your state, so I can't control myself and secretly followed me. I hope to see you in person as soon as possible..."
In order to protect Shang Haojia from bumping his head, Wei Long almost held him in her arms, whispering against his ear, her tone seemed a little strangely ambiguous.
"I would like to see you too, my dear friend."
Shang Haojia answered slowly, and suddenly there was a rather dangerous murderous look at the end of the sentence. Suddenly he grabbed Wei Long's wrist, twisted and pulled, and broke free from his embrace, and pinned him against the side door of the back seat: "Please explain to me, under what circumstances did you call me?" Father-in-law's?"
"I'm terribly sorry, and please forgive my offense and faux pas - since I couldn't keep my cool and stand by when I first saw that stupid werewolf attacking an older version of you, I offered some little help from the human side Assistance. But after that, it caused panic among human beings. I really didn't know how to open the situation, and I spoke out in a hurry, so that your father misunderstood you. In fact, after I have also explained the situation to your father during the inquiry."
Wei Long didn't dodge or evade, and was honestly suppressed by him on the back seat, and apologized earnestly: "My friend, please forgive me for my recklessness and impulsiveness, after all, your attitude is really serious to me. It's very important. If you don't let go of your annoyance at me, I'm going to have a hard time sleeping."
Hearing that the person's tone was no longer as sleek and elegant as before, but with a rare sincerity, Shang Haojia also lost his temper. Hearing that he saved his father again, he felt more and more guilty, pursed his lips and let go of the suppression on him: "Thank you for saving my father—I was too impulsive just now, I shouldn't have done anything to you of."
"On the contrary—when you suppressed me just now, I suddenly felt an uncontrollable excitement. You have to know, in fact, both werewolves and vampires are races yearning for absolute power..."
Wei Long turned around and looked at him, a bloody gleam flashed in her midnight-like pupils, and the corners of her lips curved meaningfully.
He suddenly wrapped around Shang Haojia's shoulder with one hand, and half-kneeled on the back seat with one leg curled up. His tall figure immediately occupied most of the back seat, and his slender but powerful body firmly hugged Shang Haojia. Doctor Shang shrouded in guilt.
Seeing the pale and handsome face slowly approaching, Shang Haojia blinked subconsciously, trying to pull back his thinking mode from a series of professional judgments such as "dilated pupils" and "not breathing and heartbeat", etc. Slowly and hard to think about the clear intention of the other party's sudden approach.
The young man in the co-pilot was still unconscious and unconscious. It's almost dawn, and the faint morning light is falling. The blood clan belonging to the dark night has already captured the prey they have been thinking about, and is preparing to wait for the opportunity before dawn...
"What are you two doing—are you going to just bite him like this?"