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Luo Liyan rubbed her nose embarrassingly, and hurriedly got into the car together with those women's envious eyes.
"You guys go back." Si Xiuping glanced at them coldly, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.
Through the rearview mirror, he glanced at the two people sitting in the back row who ignored each other, and felt that there were inexplicable sparks burning and colliding between them.
This made Si Xiuping, who wanted to say something, choose to keep his mouth shut.
Luo Liyan took a deep breath, tried her best to calm down the excitement in her heart, and then secretly looked at the man beside her.
But suddenly fell into the eyes like a petal of the sea.
"What are you looking at?" Bolt asked in a bad tone.
"Recognize my immediate boss who will work next, so as not to accidentally identify the wrong person in the future." Luo Liyan closed her eyes and said nonsense.
My heart was filled with suspicion.
Looking at him like this, it seems that he doesn't know himself at all.
Could it be that he wasn't Chris at all? !
I don't know what happened to that man after I left.
Luo Liyan bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and fell into deep thought again.
A red light gradually appeared in Bolt's slightly drooping eyes, and two fangs were exposed little by little.
"President, I don't know your name yet!" Luo Liyan suppressed her emotions and asked with a smile.
Her sudden action frightened Bolt, who was still full of murderous intent, to the point where he had no intention of killing.
He hurriedly turned his face to the side.
After all the fangs were put away, he looked at Luo Liyan again.
"Bolt Dracula." He said coldly.
Bolt…
Isn't it Chris? !
A gleam of disappointment flashed in Luo Liyan's eyes.
This made Bolt, who had been staring at her, notice immediately.
His eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, and he pinched Luo Liyan's chin with two fingers, forcing her to raise her head and look at him.
"Who do you think I am?" He asked coldly.
"No, I'm just curious about your surname. Dracula...is that the famous Dracula Duke of Vampire?" Luo Liyan blinked her eyes, her eyes were full of curiosity.
"I'm not him!" Bolt loosened the grip on Luo Liyan, and said in a slightly harsh tone.
Of course I knew, Chris wasn't him either.
Luo Liyan sighed silently in her heart.
But he still looked at the man in front of him curiously.
"Then...Duke Dracula shouldn't be your ancestor?" She asked.
"Yeah." Bolt didn't deny it.
In fact, he was not the original vampire, nor was he summoned by any vampire.
He can clearly remember that Dracula brought himself up from a child little by little.
Unlike other vampires, it will always remain at the age when it became a vampire.
He is like a normal human being, growing while sucking fresh human blood.
It was not until the age of human beings in their twenties that they were frozen here.
He will always remember that day, he called himself to his cemetery, and solemnly handed over the entire blood race to his hands.
Accompanied by the delivery to himself, and all the abilities of his first-generation vampire.