Chapter 51: Fighting with the Fake White Lotus (15)
When we arrived at the door of the villa, Charles was standing there, looking eagerly expectant.
Yu Huo supported himself on one foot, took off the helmet on his head, and subconsciously shook his messy short hair.
There weren't many people at the door, but most of them looked at the young man who made a special appearance.
They had young and lively faces and were dressed in gorgeous and luxurious clothes. The two girls were led into the banquet hall by the reception staff.
Yu Huo looked at Charles who was approaching enthusiastically and spread his hands. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect your birthday party to be such a grand occasion. What should I do? I came dressed like this."
Charles quickly stepped forward and grabbed his arm, his icy blue eyes staring straight at him, his smile meaningful: "Yu Huo, please don't say that, you are my honored guest, and I have prepared clothes for you. If you don't mind, go upstairs and change, okay?"
So considerate?
Yu Huo raised his eyebrows slightly: "One more thing, I didn't buy you a gift."
Charles patted his shoulder and said, "Your coming makes me happier than any gift."
Seeing this, Yu Huo said nothing more and followed the maid up the winding stairs.
I have to say that the happiness of rich people is really simple and unpretentious. They even dress up the "food" when eating.
He reached out and took the brick-red silk shirt, his fingertips rolling the fabric of the clothes: "This dress costs a lot of money, right?"
The two maids hung their heads and remained silent, like puppets, and even the expressions on their faces were as stiff as when they first met.
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the bite marks on their necks that had not yet healed, and he understood.
This may be the legendary blood slave.
Vampires will not transform delicious food, nor will they bite flesh and refuse to let go like night raiders, so they will be very restrained when sucking blood, and will not suck the blood of these people dry, but keep them alive so that they can enjoy them again in the future.
How should I put it... just good at having fun?
Yu Huo changed into a shirt, then, under the numb gaze of the two maids, picked up the hairspray on the dressing table, pushed his overly long bangs back, and looked up at the mirror.
The brick red color made his skin look cold and white. The large V-neck was loose, revealing half of his thin collarbone. The deep bone groove was beautiful and delicate.
Yu Huo suddenly chuckled: "Does it look good?"
Of course, the two maids still did not answer, and waited by the side with expressionless faces.
Only the system hummed faintly in my mind: Sassy!
Yu Huo thought it was jealous of him, so he threw the silk bow tie handed to him by the maid back onto the table, turned the doorknob and went downstairs.
At this time, many people had gathered in the banquet hall. The strange thing was that the middle of the banquet hall was divided into two parts by a huge layer of transparent glass. Half of the people were dressed in luxurious clothes, with handsome men and beautiful women, while the other half were dressed more ordinary. But if you look closely, you can find that they have all dressed up privately. They gathered in groups of three or four to talk, and when they looked at the other half, there was longing in their eyes.
Suddenly, Yu Huo saw a man pointing to the other side of the glass, and then a maid brought the chosen person to the rich camp.
The chosen ones walked forward excitedly, their eyes meeting, as if they had concluded an unspoken agreement...
When Charles came over, he almost didn't recognize him. His ice-blue eyes and pupils suddenly shrank into sharp needles.
The two men who came with him also looked extraordinary. Even though they were accompanied by female companions, they looked at Yu Huo with interest.
One of them sniffed hard, looked at Charles, and smiled strangely: "What a top-notch guy."
Charles smiled smugly, then moved closer to the fire and asked considerately, "Would you like to go down and say hello to everyone and get to know them?"
Yu Huo took a step back, keeping the distance within a safe range, and smiled distantly: "No."
Charles was puzzled: "Didn't you like lively places before?"
Yu Huo glanced at the social circles below, half-lidded his eyelids, "It's fine in other occasions, but at your birthday party, I don't think you can fit in without a lot of gossip."
Charles' two friends chuckled. "Since you're not going down to the party, how about we all find a room and chat?"
Yu Huo's dark eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the person who spoke: "Okay."
The man exchanged glances with Charles, then pointed to the room at the end of the corridor. "Is anyone in that room? It seems quite quiet."
Charles naturally said no and led everyone to the designated room. Before entering, he enthusiastically introduced his two friends to him: "Yu Huo, they are Duncan and Lawson."
Duncan, who had suggested a quiet moment, reached out to kiss his hand. Yu Huo glanced indifferently at the pale hand hanging in the air before him, put his hand behind his back, and nodded at him: "That's not the norm in our country."
Duncan had no choice but to give up, looking regretful.
Yu Huo looked at the two girls from his school. They still looked expectant and nervous, and seemed particularly nervous.
He took a step behind and asked with concern: "Classmate, are you feeling unwell? I see that you don't look well..."
The girl's fingers unconsciously pinched the hem of her skirt, and then she glanced at Duncan.
Duncan's expression didn't change much. There was a smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. He even shook his head at the other person calmly.
The girl seemed to understand something and waved her hand: "No, I'm just a little tired. We can chat and rest here. Don't worry."
Seeing her like this, Yu Huo's eyes flashed slightly and he ignored her.
Compared to the gloomy and silent Lawson, Duncan was very sociable. He seemed to have forgotten the embarrassment of Yu Huo rejecting him just now and continued to talk to him: "Yu Huo, what is your major?"
"Jewelry design." Yu Huo sat lazily on the sofa, crossing his legs. His posture was even more masterful than that of the host, Charles.
Duncan's eyes quickly swept over his slender waist and long legs. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he seemed to swallow in a trance. The second before he realized he was about to lose his composure, he immediately looked at Charles: "You said yesterday that you wouldn't eat alone, don't go back on your word!"
Charles smiled faintly: "No."
Yu Huo pretended to be curious: "What do you mean by eating alone?"
Charles tilted his head and looked at him. "Remember that delicious dish I told you about before? Duncan and Lawson also want to try it. As a good friend, I am willing to share it with them, right?"
Before the fire could speak, Lawson suddenly asked, "What time is it?"
Charles glanced at the gold watch on his wrist: "Twenty minutes left."
After saying this, he folded his hands, inserted his fingertips between their fingers, and raised his chin towards Duncan: "Duncan and Lawson are from the archaeology department."
Yu Huo became interested and said sarcastically, "What can you test for in archaeology? You won't even know a single word."
Duncan's raised lips straightened. "What do you mean?"
Seeing this, Charles wanted to step forward to smooth things over.
But the young man sitting on the sofa smiled brightly, resting his elbow on the armrest, supporting his chin with one hand, his eyes languid. "You should go to our country to learn archaeology. You all know Su Shi, right? A great poet from thousands of years ago! We even know when he has insomnia. Can you do that?"
Duncan: “…”
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