Chapter 595: Blood Clan Loyal Butler vs. Godly Lady 24
kitchen.
Lu Zhiyao was wearing an apron and squeezing juice for Quanjiu. When he heard footsteps behind him, he didn't even turn his head.
Suddenly, there was a whistling sound of wind in my ears!
Holding the glass, he quickly moved to the left, just avoiding the fist that was originally attacking his head. The glass filled with juice remained stable and not a drop of juice splashed out.
After missing the target, Andrew smiled and retracted his fist, chuckling:
"Zhiyao, eating alone is not a good behavior."
He heard from Wang Hemiao that Butler Lu had been there for more than just one or two days.
Lu Zhiyao placed the glass on the dining table and turned back to meet Andrew's gaze. His tone was filled with an indifference that could not be refuted:
“Andrew, other things can be allowed, but she, not.”
It's not a discussion, it's a notification.
Unlike the forbearance he showed in front of Quan Jiu, the man's strong aura was revealed naturally, just like a long sword that had been wrapped in a scabbard for many years and was finally drawn out, revealing a cold and icy light.
Andrew leaned casually against the refrigerator door, his eyes swept across the tear-like wound at the corner of his eye, and sneered:
"I didn't expect that after all these years, you still care so much about this little girl..."
Lu Zhiyao cleaned the table silently and skillfully.
Looking at this scene, Andrew raised the corners of his eyes:
"You gave up your rightful place as an heir and came to the human world to serve as a slave, learning so many skills to serve others, just to make her willingly be marked by you?"
Lu Zhiyao touched the cup and found that the watermelon juice was still too cold. He frowned slightly and finally poured Quan Jiu a glass of milk.
"Get out of the way."
He looked at the man blocking the kitchen door.
Andrew raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation.
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living room.
"It's so late, you can leave tomorrow morning." Quan Jiu looked at the pointer on the wall.
Wang Hemiao wanted to get closer to her when he was happy: "My little Xier is so good to me."
Lu Zhiyao put down the milk and stared coldly at Wang Hemiao's suicidal behavior. Wang Hemiao felt a chill in the air, stopped and touched his arm.
"The temperature really drops quickly at night..."
Quan Jiu looked at the transparent glass and said, "Butler Lu, I remember I ordered watermelon juice?"
Lu Zhiyao remained calm and said, "We're out of watermelons at home. If you need any, I'll have someone go buy some tomorrow."
Andrew happened to come back and when he heard this, he made two sarcastic "tsk" sounds.
"Xiao Xi'er, it's so late, can I stay overnight tonight?"
"cannot."
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Quan Jiu: "You are an important person. I don't want to be on the headlines of paparazzi the next day."
Lu Zhiyao put it succinctly: "Men and women are different."
Andrew lay down on the sofa and cast a pitiful glance at Quan Jiu:
"But I'm a virgin, the object of thousands of girls' dreams. It's so unsafe for me to walk alone at night."
Quan Jiu: “…”
How can a vampire like you be hurt by a human?
"Especially this hand..."
He suddenly raised his left hand which was injured by the alcohol.
"It still hurts now."
Quan Jiu: “…”
"King, what's wrong with your hand?" Ji Chushu, as a fan, immediately asked with concern.
Andrew glanced at Quan Jiu: “It’s a long story, I’m…”
"You sleep on the sofa."
Quan Jiu interrupted what he was about to say.
Andrew's brows relaxed, like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish:
"OK."
…
Twelve o'clock at night.
Quan Jiu had just finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom when he saw a figure standing in the room.
She clearly locked the door, but for vampires, door locks are useless.
Andrew was lying on the sofa in a blue bathrobe, holding a red wine glass with red liquid flowing in it:
"Xiao Xier, let's make a deal. How about I just take a puff?"
He eats once a week, and counting the time, tomorrow is the day again.
In her previous life, they failed to understand the true nature of the god's blood, which led to her death at the age of 22.
Quan Jiu: "No room for negotiation."
Andrew stood up excitedly and gave her some scientific advice:
"It doesn't hurt. I heard that people who are inhaled will feel indescribable pleasure."
Quan Jiu poured cold water on him: "If you want to have fun, do it yourself."
“Dongdongdong——”
There was a knock on the door.
"Miss, I heard some noise in your room. Is something wrong?"
Lu Zhiyao spoke calmly, as if he already knew everything that had happened in the house.
Andrew's mouth curled slightly, knowing that he was targeting him.
Quan Jiu: "It's okay, I can handle it myself."
Lu Zhiyao stood there without moving.
Not hearing any footsteps leaving, Andrew stood up helplessly, knowing that if he didn't leave tonight, Lu Zhiyao would never leave this door.
………
When Quan Jiu came home from school the next day, he was surprised to find that Andrew had not left yet.
"Are you addicted?"
Andrew lay on the sofa, throwing potato chips into his mouth. No one else was around, and he bared his fangs without restraint:
"Xiao Xier, you really don't want to try it with your brother?"
Quan Jiu threw a slipper over.
The door locks and anti-theft windows were useless to Andrew, and he couldn't be driven away, so Quan Jiu had no choice but to let him stay.
Compared to Andrew’s whereabouts, she was more concerned about whether he would tell Lu Zewen and Chris about this.
Fortunately, after two days of observation, there was nothing unusual around, so Quan Jiu relaxed and continued to go to school.
…
"Xier, this is your physical examination form." Ji Chushu handed the physical examination form to Quan Jiu.
Wang Hemiao touched his belly:
"Why do I have to be on an empty stomach for a blood draw? I'm starving! After the blood draw, I have to have a good meal."
They always have to have a physical examination at the beginning of the school year. They take the school bus early in the morning and queue up at the city hospital.
The long line finally came to an end.
The doctor who drew Quan Jiu's blood was a female doctor. Seeing that she was a foreign girl, she spoke softly.
"Don't be afraid, I'm very skilled, it won't hurt."
This little pain was just a drizzle for Quan Jiu. She drew two tubes of blood and waited for Wang Hemiao.
The female doctor put a label with the student's name on the small test tube containing Quanjiu's blood and began to arrange for the next student to have blood drawn.
"Doctor Wu, this is the sample to be tested."
During lunch break, the nurse delivered the blood samples collected in the morning to the hematology department.
Doctor Wu, wearing a white coat, looked at the piles of blood samples. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. He accepted them with a gentle smile:
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoyu."
The nurse smiled shyly and left while joking with her companions, with faint sounds of teasing coming from them.
"Xiao Yu, Doctor Wu is so kind to you. If you work harder, there might be hope..."
Xiaoyu lowered her eyes shyly: "You know that Doctor Wu is polite to everyone."
"That's right, every one of Dr. Wu's patients speaks highly of him."
…
Quan Jiu was still a little confused when he received the call from the hospital.
"Is there something wrong with the physical examination results?"
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