Chapter 62: Fighting with the Fake White Lotus (Twenty-six)

After an unknown amount of time, Andrew felt himself getting weaker and weaker, with the blood in his body flowing out of the wound like water.

In a trance, he seemed to hear the vampire standing on the wall cursing irritably: "Alright! Shameless disgusting thing, you want to suck him dry?"

The attackers seemed to be very afraid of each other. They almost immediately pulled their teeth out of the soft flesh and then quickly scattered.

The female vampire standing on the wall jumped lightly in front of him, with a hint of malice in her scarlet eyes.

After a long while, Andrew's dazed eyes finally focused on the other person. He said angrily, "Su, Susan... Do you, the law enforcement team, want to protect even assassins?"

The woman sneered at the words and pulled down the hat covering her head, revealing a delicate and beautiful face. Her eyes were full of contempt. "We will never admit that those disgusting things are our kind."

"Then why?"

Susan squatted down and patted his face contemptuously: "Using those disgusting guys to deal with you vampire hunters, isn't it just a good way to make use of the waste?"

Looking at the smug face in front of him, Andrew's mind went blank for a moment, then he seemed to react and asked excitedly: "You want to break the contract!"

Susan shrugged. "Finally realized it? Only idiots like you would believe that vampires can abide by their agreements. What do you mean by hunting requires mutual consent and no harm? Hahaha, vampires are the most greedy. How could they resist hunting high-quality prey? If you see food you like, would you ask for permission before eating it? Ridiculous!"

Andrew was so angry that his whole body was shaking: "After arousing public outrage, aren't you afraid that the blood clan will be destroyed from now on?"

Susan lowered her eyes and looked quietly at the person who was struggling to breathe on the ground, then raised her hand at the other person's desperate look.

Snap! Lightning struck the phone as it was about to dial, and the slowly rising black smoke was extinguished by the rain...

After doing all this, Susan raised her red lips in triumph: "If we weren't sure of victory, do you think we would take action? Look behind you!"

Upon hearing this, Andrew turned his head with difficulty, and when he saw his companions being escorted by other members of the law enforcement team, he showed a look of despair.

There were lightning and thunder outside. Yu Huo was lying on the bed and felt a cold air wrapping around his calves.

He opened his eyes and saw that a corner of the quilt had been lifted.

"What are you doing?"

Yu Huo glared at the culprit.

He really didn't expect that this guy would start to act up less than ten minutes after he lay down.

The young man beside him pursed his lips and lowered his long eyelashes, looking a little aggrieved.

"It's thundering outside."

"Don't tell me you are afraid of thunder." Yu Huo blocked the other party's retreat with a fake smile and refused to accept the attack at all.

Bai Lianhua opened her mouth but didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, she couldn't stand Yu Huo's cold gaze anymore, so she tucked in the other person's quilt helplessly.

He lay flat on his back, looked at the ceiling and sighed deeply: "Yu Huo, I can't sleep."

"It's a pity! I don't have this worry."

"......" Jiang Feng automatically ignored this sentence, his tone still resentful: "How can I sleep with the person I love lying next to me?"

"Your cause and effect relationship is wrong! Say it again and I will fall asleep." Yu Huo retorted.

At this moment, Jiang Feng's voice even revealed a sad atmosphere, and said meaningfully: "That's because you don't like me enough."

"...If you have a request, just state it directly. Don't build so much groundwork and be unreasonable."

Yu Huo thought he saw through the other person, but who would have thought that the boy looked up and said, "Can you tell me a bedtime story?"

......ah?

This is not what he thought!

Yu Huoxu looked at the person beside him, and seeing his beautiful eyes filled with anticipation and anxiety, he spoke quickly and taunted, "Have you never heard a bedtime story or something? Do you want me to make you another bottle of milk before that?"

The boy's eyes were clear and his emotions remained quite stable. He turned his eyes away nonchalantly: "I haven't heard of it..."

Yu Huo let out a cry and said nothing more.

He looked calm and composed, but his heart was boiling like boiling water. What should he do? He couldn't tell stories.

How about telling a joke?

[Revenge 945: Host, do you think this is appropriate?]

Yu Huo nodded in agreement: Let’s give you a brain teaser.

【......】

"Ahem, once upon a time..."

With just these two words, Yu Huo witnessed the entire process of a young man's eyes changing from dull to bright.

"Once upon a time there was a couple. The man said, 'I don't like you,' and the woman said, 'I like you.' One day the man died. What was the name of the remaining woman?"

Jiang Feng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said, "I like you."

It was not a questioning tone as if trying to guess the answer, but a calm tone as if stating a fact. Moreover, his eyes were lingering and affectionate, which made Yu Huo's heart beat fast.

He turned his eyes away and laughed dryly twice: "Wrong, call me widow!"

The next second, Jiang Feng suddenly realized something and said with a long "Oh": "So she's called the widow..."

The performance is very obvious, even clumsy!

Yu Huo frowned expressionlessly: "Isn't it funny?"

"funny."

"It's funny, why aren't you laughing?"

The boy's cold, pale complexion cast a soft shadow under the dim light of the bedside lamp. He smiled with his eyes curved and asked, "Yu Huo, don't you know how to tell a story?"

Yu Huo listened and felt inexplicably angry: "No, no."

"Then let me tell you one?"

Yu Huo was stunned for a moment, then put on a calm demeanor and said, "That's fine."

"Once upon a time..." The boy's voice was ups and downs, very rhythmic, and particularly pleasant to listen to.

Yu Huo's eyelids began to move uncontrollably in both directions.

"Hey, guess what happened next?"

Yu Huo was just about to fall asleep when he was woken up by the slap.

Really, if Jiang Feng's face wasn't so outrageous, he would have beaten him up long ago.

Yu Huo was silent for two seconds, then loosened his clenched fists. His voice was filled with sleepiness and laziness: "Don't come later. I'm dying of sleep. Can you let me sleep, please?"

Jiang Feng's face was filled with excitement and unsatisfied desire: "But the story isn't over yet, aren't you curious about the ending?"

Yu Huo closed his eyes and muttered, "The ending must be that a prince comes and saves the protagonist Yu Shuihuo. In the end, the protagonist marries the prince to repay his kindness and gives birth to ten children for him."

Jiang Feng's mouth twitched. "This isn't repaying a favor, this is holding a grudge. And...why the prince?"

Yu Huo yawned, his voice getting softer as he spoke: "Because if the subject of this kind of bedtime story wasn't a prince, the author would definitely be embarrassed to end it."

"But I was telling the story of the little donkey. There was no mention of a prince at all."

“Huh~”

Jiang Feng looked at the person beside him who fell asleep after less than three sentences. The smile in his eyes gradually disappeared, and what followed was white smoke rushing out from his fingertips.

After a while, he reached out and lifted Yu Huo's quilt, got in and leaned over to bite the other's white neck...