Ye Yanzhi felt that something was wrong.
This is by no means his illusion, Kou Dong looked at him as if he was looking at him himself - that kind of undisguised gaze at the little cake.
It's just that their order has been changed. Originally, the blood race looked at him, the only pure human being, but now it is Kou Dong, a pure human being, who looks at the blood race with this kind of eyes.
To be honest, this doesn't make sense.
In particular, Kou Dong not only wanted to look at it, but even approached him anxiously, sniffing at his neck like a puppy.
This posture...
If he didn't know that the first embrace would take seventy-seven forty-nine days, Ye Yanzhi would have thought that he had also transformed into a vampire.
Under Ye Yanzhi's silent gaze, Kou Dong's Adam's apple twitched again, barely suppressing the blood-sucking thoughts just now: "..."
He looked at his cub innocently.
That expression, as if the one who opened his mouth and said "delicious" just now wasn't him at all.
Ye Yan was also a little speechless for a while, and after a while, he raised his hand, and stroked Kou Dong's head like a puppy, touching the ends of the neatly bundled hair at the back of his head. .
The sky outside the window gradually brightened, and there was a faint red line hanging in the clouds.
The sun is about to jump out of there.
"Forget it," Ye Yanzhi finally whispered, "Go back first."
They didn't bump into the baron in the room, presumably they didn't catch anyone, the baron had already left first. After that, the two of them narrowed their eyes hastily for a while in the room, their minds were dizzy, and they didn't know if they really fell asleep.
Until someone wakes them up.
"Viscount Glenn?"
It was the voice of the male servant in the old castle, and he knocked on the door three times.
"Viscount Glenn - are you awake?"
Kou Dong opened his eyes, vaguely answered the words "wake up", and stretched out an arm to reach around. He fumbled for nothing, but his face was warm. When he fully woke up, he realized that Ye Yanzhi had got up and was wiping his face with a plain handkerchief.
At this moment, Ye Yanzhi looked like a loyal servant. He helped the delicate little master wash his face, rearranged his shirt, buttoned every pearl button, and tied the bow neatly.
His hands were quite slender, and his nails were neatly manicured. Putting them on the milky white clothes and tying them with silk ribbons leisurely, they looked extra pleasing to the eye.
Kou Dong couldn't help but paused, his gaze resting on that finger for a while.
Thin flesh-colored, the skin color of the vampires.
Nails are pink and extremely healthy.
He seems to be able to see the blood vessels spreading underneath, thin, flowing with the sweet taste he tasted last night...
Kou Dong felt restless and fidgeted, he watched for a while, and finally murmured.
"Cub."
Ye Yanzhi, who had long been accustomed to his calling, looked up at him, but saw the young man lowered his head, opened his mouth, and suddenly—
Grabbed his fingers.
Ye Yanzhi: "... ???"
Kou Dong completely rolled that finger into his mouth, licked it with gusto, and clicked his tongue. His licking method is not the indifferent way that ordinary people flirt, but it is like a puppy holding a bone in its mouth, desperately trying to find some meaty taste from it.
This licking method made Ye Yanzhi feel like a sweet little cake on the table.
He felt more and more wrong.
He stretched out his hand involuntarily, and patted the face of the person in front of him lightly.
"what happened?"
Kou Dong finally spat out his fingers, because he didn't taste the taste he wanted from it, and his eyes were slightly disappointed.
"It's okay," he said, licking the corner of his mouth again, "I just want to taste..."
When he said this, he was actually a little guilty. After all, biting someone else's finger suddenly, no matter how he heard it, it was not something to taste casually.
But after thinking about it, Kou Dong's courage grew again.
——Ye Yanzhi, can he be an ordinary person
Ye Yanzhi is his son!
The father-son relationship between them is clear and clear. Speaking of which, Ye Yanzhi can be regarded as being brought up by himself, and he has worked hard to raise him into what he is now. Ye Yanzhi like this, even if he bites, so what? In those TV dramas, don't fathers often bite their children's faces and gnaw their little hands and feet
Although those children are still in their infancy, Kou Dong feels that father's love has nothing to do with the age of the children. Could it be that Ye Yanzhi is no longer his cutie when he grows up
Of course it is!
So he sees the love of Ye Yan's father overflowing now, is it a problem to want to bite
That must not be a problem!
Don't talk about it, even if he bites twice, it's not a problem at all!
Kou Dong quickly straightened out his own logic, and defined this sudden impulse as a "parent-child game to adjust the relationship between father and son", and gradually became more confident.
"Can't Dad bite you yet? Don't be stingy."
"..."
This is not a petty thing.
Ye Yanzhi was speechless for a while, and he wasn't sure whether Kou Dong had noticed something wrong with him. Maybe he discovered it, but because the target of this behavior was Ye Yanzhi, Kou Dong raised the banner of "family affection between father and son" again in his heart, and covered up his own doubts.
Ye Yanzhi is also aware of his faults. Kou Dong has never experienced the relationship between father and son in ordinary families, so he never forgets the relationship between father and son, and wants to pull it out to experience it anytime.
I haven't personally practiced it, and my little experience is based on film and television works, which makes it particularly nasty.
Does a normal family have such a big child and still kiss goodnight
If it were someone else, they would immediately notice something was wrong, and even dig out Ye Yanzhi's intentions. But Kou Dong doesn't know what is right, and you can't be true to a person who doesn't understand anything—these behaviors have become reasonable for him.
Just for this, Ye Yanzhi didn't know whether he should be thankful or angry.
The servant outside the door urged again, this time in a more urgent voice: "Viscount Glenn, breakfast is about to start."
Only married women can eat in bed, and the rest of them have to eat in the restaurant. This is the rule.
When Kou Dong thought of the flesh and blood that would be served on the table later, he couldn't help feeling a little wilted—those bloody things, how could they be delicious.
Unlike his cubs, who seem to be inexplicably exuding a delicious temperament from head to toe...
Ye Yanzhi put on the garter for him again, and finally put on the shoes.
"Let's go." The young vampire said, and also stood up, "It can't be too late."
Kou Dong nodded and walked out the door first.
The male servant outside the door was still waiting. He bowed slightly when he saw him, but this time he didn't express any opinion on Ye Yanzhi who was following him, "Please follow me."
Kou Dong followed behind him.
The dining room is still the banquet hall from yesterday, and now the long tables are almost full. The guests from yesterday have changed their outfits and are sitting at the table drinking tea.
It is said to be high-quality black tea, but it is actually filled with blood.
The baron was still sitting on the main seat, and when he saw Kou Dong walking in, he smiled at him.
"How did Viscount Glenn rest last night?"
Kou Dong knew that the other party went to his room last night and didn't catch anyone, and he was upset, but he didn't blush, and said casually, "It's good."
"Really," the baron's scarlet lips curled up, and his smile deepened, "That would be the best. Why did I hear from the count that Viscount Glen met a thief last night?"
This is after the fall.
Kou Dong picked up the knife and fork, more hypocritical than him: "Really? This matter has already reached the baron's ears?"
The Baron raised an eyebrow.
"It's just a trivial matter," Kou Dong said, confirming the name of the victim by the way, "I wanted to admire the portraits in the corridor last night, but I saw a black figure open the door of my room with a key. Thief who stole something, but fortunately I am safe."
He glanced at the face of the chief blood clan, and added: "The baron must not feel that the hospitality is not good. There is an old saying in the East, which tells people to know the face but not the heart. The baron has a noble status, and he is not a low-level thief. Why bother?" Worried about thieves?"
In a few sentences, the identity of the thief was repeated countless times.
The said blood clan smiled slightly, almost unable to control the expression on his face.
Blood clans value status and regard family reputation as life. Even if they choose someone to form a contract, most of them are looking for someone with noble blood; the blood they drink on weekdays should be clean and innocent.
When was it ever associated with a lowly thief.
But he couldn't refute it, if he opened his mouth to refute, wouldn't he admit what happened last night.
He was in a bad mood, and after looking around, he got even worse.
"Where's the butler?"
The male servant at the side replied in a low voice with fear and trepidation, "The housekeeper is sick."
The baron frowned more and more, "Why are you sick?"
The male servant looked a little unnatural, didn't speak, just raised his head and quietly glanced at the noble boy opposite him. The noble boy sipped the bright red blood in the cup, his expression was not happy, his lips were slightly pursed, apparently unwilling to accept the words.
How can I be sick? Last night, following the orders of the son of the marquis, I tried to talk to this beautiful woman from the east about the issue of mutual enjoyment.
As a result, the man didn't see it, but was beaten by the other party's servant.
Haven't gotten out of bed until now.
This reason is really untenable, so the manservant could only vaguely say: "Some accidents happened."
— what a surprise.
They never expected that this Viscount Glenn's pact partner was quite capable of fighting. If they could bring Viscount Glenn over at night, they would bite and bite, and the other party could only treat him as dumb; but if they didn't bring him, they would be beaten instead.
The baron nodded, maybe he could see something from the servant's attitude, and didn't speak any more.
The guests began with breakfast.
Compared with a sumptuous dinner, breakfast is much simpler, but there is nothing Kou Dong can eat. He watched from beginning to end, listening to the group of vampires in human skins pretending to discuss the weather, livestock and clothing, and when the meal was almost finished, the noble boy finally opened his mouth.
"What's the plan for today?"
-coming.
Kou Dong's mind tensed suddenly, knowing that the next day's test was coming.
The baron never dined, his back was straight. He twirled the wrench in his hand without answering the question.
"Francis, have you been inactive for a long time?"
The noble boy raised his eyebrows.
"The weather is fine today," the baron said with a half-smile, "I have arranged for someone to release the prey in the forest.—Right now, let's go hunting."
hunting.
Kou Dong's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and he realized that these two words were unusual.
European aristocrats do love hunting. This is almost their daily life. They even have special hunting clothes to match them. The quality of hunting skills is also an important criterion for evaluating nobles. Especially in the autumn of the year, when the fur of the prey is the most abundant and gorgeous, this is also the most suitable time for hunting.
However, the hunting of the vampires is obviously not so simple.
Are they just hunting ordinary animals
"Viscount, please come here," the baron turned his face slightly, the smile on his lips became more conspicuous, and Kou Dong could even see the two pointed fangs exposed by the other party, "I really want to know about your hunting Level."
"..."
Kou Dong swallowed his saliva, and said in his heart that your expression doesn't look like you want to know my hunting level at all, it's more like you want to get to know me better...
The vampires didn't use hounds. There were only dozens of horses in front of the castle, and nobles sat high on them, greeting each other with moderate voices.
The horseshoes were stomping on the ground, not daring to move. Kou Dong looked into their dark eyes and found that they were disturbed by the aura of this high-level hunter.
The reverence for the strong has long been written in the laws of nature. No matter how fierce the horse is, it can only restrain its temper, lower its head, and serve as the mount of these bloodthirsty blood races.
The baron rode on a bay horse, still clutching his whip tightly. He saw Kou Dong at a glance, and said cheerfully, "Viscount Glenn, your horse is here."
It was a snow-white horse with smooth fur and no trace of variegation. It also lowered its eyes, and Kou Dong put his hand on it, and felt an unexpected tremor from the warm animal.
It is trembling.
Facing such a group of vampires, it trembled uncontrollably, full of uneasiness. It didn't raise its head until the young man stroked its forehead, and a different breath poured in. Its swarthy horse eyes were wet and bright, and it took a hard look at the person beside it.
"Don't be afraid," Kou Dong whispered, running along its fur, "it's fine."
The trembling of the white horse did not stop, but leaned its head towards Kou Dong, as if it wanted to shrink into his embrace.
When he was about to set off, Kou Dong remembered another problem: he couldn't get on a horse.
This is not an ordinary skill that everyone knows in modern times. He doesn't have that much money, let alone such aristocratic hobbies.
But Viscount Glenn doesn't know how to mount a horse, is that plausible
Kou Dong was a little hesitant, hesitating between "climb up in embarrassment with lost image" and "find a bench and step on it". Before he could make a decision, someone stretched out a hand behind him and held his waist weakly. Said: "Master, you forgot your riding whip in the living room."
It was his cub's voice.
Hearing this sound, the white horse seemed to realize something, and slowly bent its front legs, making a movement similar to a human bending over.
It knelt down on the ground very spiritually, still staring at Kou Dong with those strangely large horse eyes, staring eagerly. It looked like a good student who got full marks in the exam and wanted to be rewarded by the teacher.
Kou Dong was not stingy, he stroked the other person's forehead with his hand, and praised it: "Well done."
Adhering to the educational concept of raising children to be praised, Ye Yanzhi also bald behind Ye Yanzhi, "You did a good job too."
Ye Yanzhi, who is on the same level as a horse: "..."
After his stature suddenly shortened, Kou Dong got on the horse very smoothly. Ye Yanzhi gave him a hand, and immediately handed him the whip.
"careful."
The white horse held Kou Dong very steady, as if he had made up his mind not to let him fall. Kou Dong rode on the horse and looked down again.
Ye Yanzhi didn't change his riding clothes, the close-fitting uniform made his figure extraordinarily slender, and his long legs were wrapped, making him look extremely eye-catching.
With his status, he was unable to participate in such a hunt, and could only wait for the group of nobles to return in the castle. Kou Dong swallowed lightly, feeling a little reluctant.
Is he really going to leave his cub alone
"No hurry," Ye Yanzhi seemed to have seen his thoughts, and said lightly, "Be careful in everything."
All the vampires left the castle, leaving only one earl who seldom appeared. For them, it was also a convenient opportunity to explore side plots.
This is something that the two discussed when they changed clothes.
Kou Dong nodded, put on the hat of his riding outfit, and held the reins. Because of his oriental blood, his body is much slimmer than these pure Caucasians, and his exposed skin is delicate and white, as if a pinch can leave a mark.
The wind was blowing in front of him, Kou Dong straightened his collar, but inadvertently revealed more.
The arc of his swan-like neck is raised, and a few strands of black hair half-covered under the brim of the hat hang down on his neck.
And the aroma.
The sweet and moving aroma makes their throats thirsty just by smelling it, and the body realizes that this is a feast of delicacies before the reason.
The eyes of the vampires became deep, driving their horseshoes, getting closer to this sweet snack.
Kou Dong suddenly felt regretful, he was like a little sheep that fell into a pack of wolves, he was surrounded by these blood clans, he was so weak and helpless. Under his gaze, he had no doubt that the hunting object of this group of people was not prey at all, but him at all.
—If you accidentally get injured and bleed during the hunting process, I’m afraid that this group of vampires will immediately hug him off the horse, press him on the grass, and gnaw him clean, not even the bone marrow left.
But what can he do, Kou Dongxin said, his deadly charm...
His back was numb during this ring feeding, so he had to be the first to ask the baron tremblingly, "Let's go?"
The baron also stared at him inquiringly, until he asked, and then he whipped his whip.
"-Set off."
—
The morning mist in the forest has not completely dissipated, lingering around the tops of the sharp trees like ribbons. The sound of horseshoes frightened the birds that had been living there, and the hare and the deer ran to the depths of the forest together, and they were all gone in a blink of an eye.
Earl Kester's territory is not small, and despite his blood prince status, he is also a very powerful nobleman in the world. His aristocratic lineage has been passed down for at least hundreds of years, and the current king seems to trust him very much, exempting him from all taxes on the estate, and allocating a large forest for him, allowing him not to come to worship every year.
His special treatment somewhat made the name "Earl Custer" even more mysterious.
It was the first time for Kou Dong to ride a horse. Fortunately, this white horse was very human, and he realized that the people on it were not skilled, so he just trotted all the way, restraining his pace as much as possible. Except for some bumps, he didn't feel any other discomfort.
They just rode all the way, but they didn't see any prey, not even a rabbit leg.
The baron was not in a hurry either, he held the rein loosely and followed Kou Dong at his side.
The guests behind him obviously participated in such activities very often, and said: "This time the prey is smarter."
What they usually see is that they are so frightened that they lose their minds on the spot, rushing out and begging them to give them a good time.
The baron also smiled slightly, and replied: "Only the smart prey will have the fun of hunting."
While talking, they gradually walked to the depths of the forest. The herd of horses behind them dispersed a bit, and the nobles were all looking around, trying to find traces of their prey.
Suddenly, Kou Dong caught a glimpse of a color different from the bush.
It was golden, like a ray of sunlight melting and flowing on the leaves.
The unusual color flickered slightly, and then disappeared immediately. If he hadn't seen it for real just now, Kou Dong would almost think he was dazzled.
"..."
He suddenly realized what it was, and turned his head sideways, trying not to show any traces.
The baron's breath had already come closer, and the bay red horse was clinging to Kou Dong's little white horse, looking at him with great interest.
"how?"
He said in a low voice.
"Viscount Glenn—but what did you find?"
Kou Dong couldn't avoid it, so he had to say, "Bird."
"Really," said the baron thoughtfully, "what kind of bird is it?"
"..."
His voice was getting lower and lower. Gently, like a devil's bewitching slander, lingering in Kou Dong's ears.
"Is it a beautiful little bird with golden feathers?"
Kou Dong was shocked. When he looked again, the baron had already pulled out the crossbow in his hand, and shot towards the direction he was looking at just now—
There was a sudden howl of pain from the woods. It was clearly not a rabbit's, much less a bird's.
The vampires behind all laughed and said, "The baron is a good trick."
Some people who followed jumped off their horses and dragged out the prey that had just been shot—
Kou Dong's pupils couldn't help shrinking.
It was a girl with long blonde hair.
She was wearing a plain white long skirt with a huge skirt, which was not conducive to her running in the woods. Now the skirt has been scratched and cracked, revealing the pale skin underneath.
And the arrow shot by the Baron just now pierced through her flesh and nailed to her shoulder.
Like a wounded doe, she was dragged out of the jungle by the hunter's big hand. The vampires smiled and looked down at her, the crossbow in their hands gave off a slight cold light—
This scene made Kou Dong somewhat uncomfortable.
He turned his face away.
"Doesn't the Viscount find it interesting?"
It was the Baron's voice.
Kou Dong frowned, and looked at him again. The baron's expression didn't seem to be excited, he just lowered his eyes, casually watching the people below carve up the beautiful prey.
"I don't find it funny either."
"..."
Then you still do a ghost
"It was originally interesting," the baron let out a breath slowly from his red lips, "it's just that such an ordinary reward is really not tempting."
His blue eyes turned around, and turned to look at Kou Dong.
"If the Viscount-sama is the prey—"
Kou Dong was aroused by the malice in the words, goosebumps all over his body, and his hair stood on end.
"I think," said the baron in a low voice, "that this will be the most interesting thing."
Kou Dong: "..."
He has an mmp, he must say it!