Nighttime is Brian's domain.

The sky was turning pale, and Brian's rosy face showed fatigue as he fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Que was tired after a night of work. He laid down the person hanging on him and reached out to stroke Brian's golden hair that was wet with sweat and stuck to his face.

The heat in the room had not yet dissipated. Even though it had stopped, the air I exhaled was still as hot as my body.

Because Brian came suddenly and there was no preparation, Jiang Que had to get him in.

I carried Brian to the bathroom to clean up, and woke up several times because I was uncomfortable, but fell asleep again.

Jiang Que changed his clothes and went downstairs to buy medicine to apply on him.

But after looking for a long time, I still don’t know what medicine to buy.

Brian is a vampire, a giant bat that can transform into a human form.

Should he go to a veterinarian or a human doctor?

Jiang Que hesitated for a long time and chose a few medicines that were for human use and had better efficacy.

When I was going upstairs, I happened to see the photographer going out for a run in his sportswear.

The photographer was stunned when he saw Jiang Que holding medicine in his hand: "Are you injured? Is it serious? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Don't let it affect the shooting.

The photographer's good mood early in the morning disappeared completely when he saw the kiss mark on Jiang Que's neck.

He swallowed in disbelief: "You...you made a date again last night?"

I am going to die!!

Can you please stop for a bit!!

Aren’t there enough people being exposed for dating?

Even if you don't want to do it, I still do.

I'm still paying off the mortgage on the house I just bought.

Jiang Que raised his hand and touched the mark on his neck: "No appointment, I just came here on my own."

The photographer gasped: "You came here again? Brother, do you think I'm stupid?!"

Jiang Que stared at him without blinking.

It's obvious from the look in your eyes that you are stupid.

The photographer felt that he had difficulty breathing.

He closed his eyes and pinched his philtrum: "Bring the person to me later, I will handle it."

Needing this person will not affect my mortgage payments.

"Let's talk about it after I wake up." Jiang Que went back to the room with the medicine.

The photographer almost fainted standing there, and didn't even go for a run, fearing that he would get too angry and faint halfway.

...

Jiang Que slept until the afternoon.

When I woke up, Brian was still asleep. Being a nocturnal creature, he probably wouldn't wake up until night.

He went downstairs to eat, and the photographer who had been watching him all day immediately chased after him when he saw him leave.

"Where is he? Didn't I ask you to bring him to me? What if he tells others about it? Do you still want to have a future?!"

Jiang Que drank a mouthful of soup: "Not awake yet."

"!!!"

How crazy did you play to sleep until now? !

I won’t go back and continue playing in the morning! !

The photographer suddenly felt that paying off his mortgage was a long way off.

Jiang Que's neck can't be covered even with foundation, and wearing a high collar in such hot weather makes him look sick. Fortunately, this guy looks good from any angle, so try to avoid it when taking pictures. At worst, you can just photoshop the pictures later.

Speaking of photo-editing, Jiang Que has a bold idea.

But the idea was killed by the system before it had long come to mind.

To check in, he needs to go there in person, rather than just photoshopping himself in to represent that he has been there.

This way won't work. Jiang Que has to think of other ways. Punching in like this is too slow. When will it end?

There is a live broadcast in the evening, and work will be finished after it is over.

I can go home early tomorrow morning and rest for a few days.

Jiang Que was busy until midnight when he returned home and Brian was still asleep. After a quick wash, he lifted the quilt and hugged him in his arms.

Brian smelled Jiang Que's scent and moved closer to him.

The sun was too strong during the day and Brian didn't want to go out.

After finishing work, Jiang Que packed up and went home first.

The landlord had someone repair the broken glass that Brian had broken early in the morning.

Jiang Que walked in carrying something, and before he even turned on the light, he saw a huge black lacquered wood coffin placed in the living room, eerily occupying the place where his sofa and coffee table originally sat.

It wasn't dark outside yet, but the curtains were drawn so no light could get in.

The big black coffin was placed in the house, and the quilt inside was still the same as the one on Jiang Que's bed.

Jiang Que, who hadn't been home for a few days, felt that his blood pressure was a little high.

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