After arriving home, Qiao Li went to prepare dinner. Unfortunately, Lu Qingyan couldn't taste anything in ordinary food.
Lu Qingyan lay listlessly on the sofa watching a melodramatic soap opera, showing none of the elegance and nobility expected of a vampire.
"Amy, your dinner." Qiao Li walked over with a glass of artificial blood and handed it to Lu Qingyan. Lu Qingyan took a sip and frowned: "Qiao Li, this doesn't taste like it used to. Did you change the recipe again?"
This taste... it seems a little familiar.
"It only added a little bit of my blood." Qiao Li looked at Lu Qingyan and said, "If you like it, I'll do it again next time."
"No need." Lu Qingyan coldly refused him and turned to go into the house.
Inside her room was a newly made coffin. Lu Qingyan lay inside, her eyes closed, enveloped in a crimson mist. Sure enough, she was about to advance in her cultivation level. Although she didn't know why she had become like this, Lu Qingyan was still very happy to become a powerful being.
Outside, Qiao Li's hand, gripping the bowl, bulged with veins; he couldn't understand where he had gone wrong.
But when Lu Qingyan greeted him as usual the next day, Qiao Li put his inexplicable guesses out of his mind.
High school life began like this, but Eileen still kept bothering Qiao Li from time to time, especially when Lu Qingyan wasn't around. Qiao Li didn't want to pay attention to her, but Eileen had saved his life, and it wouldn't be good if he went too far.
It wasn't surprising that Qiao Li was being pestered by Eileen, but what surprised me was that Lu Qingyan was being pestered by Qiao Hui.
Lu Qingyan was certain she hadn't done anything wrong, but one day, while she was slumped over her desk, Qiao Hui woke her up: "Amy, go out with me. There's no future in following that Qiao Li guy."
Perhaps because Lu Qingyan and Qiao Li are often seen together, many people assume they are a couple. Neither Lu Qingyan nor Qiao Li has denied this.
Lu Qingyan pushed the handsome Qiao Hui further away, took out a mirror from the drawer, and pointed it at him: "Qiao Hui, look at what you look like."
Qiao Hui revealed a smug smile that he thought was handsome: "Of course I am handsome and dashing, a real gentleman..." He had already taken a test before, and Qiao Hui's results were not very good. Now, when he talked about these boastful words, he could spout one idiom after another without stopping.
"That's a pity, you're not my type." Lu Qingyan said, pulling Qiao Li, who was not far from her, over and kissing him on the cheek. "I still prefer this type. Qiao Hui, you're actually quite ugly. I wanted you to take a good look at yourself, but I didn't expect you to not notice it yourself. So you should find a chance to see an ophthalmologist, otherwise one day you might be walking on the street and not be able to see the traffic lights clearly, and you'll lose your life there."
"Amy!" Qiao Hui was furious and about to fight Lu Qingyan: "Don't think I won't fight you just because I like you. You're not even that good-looking yourself. You're just someone I'm curious about and want to try it out. What are you pretending for? I can tell you're just like those other girls out there—"
Lu Qingyan stood up and struck him on the back of the head, knocking him unconscious. Then she took out her phone and dialed an ambulance: "Hello, is this the emergency center? One of my classmates is feeling unwell and has fainted. We hope you can come quickly. The address is..."
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