After being picked up by my old enemy, I am so fragrant

The air was silent for a while, Lanza sat upright, maintaining his superficial elegance.

Being shocked by someone because of their age is an experience I have never had before.

Yi's father drank his saliva slowly: "It's better than your wife and grandpa... It's okay, it's okay, there are few blood clans left, it's not easy to survive."

If someone else heard this, it would definitely hit the heart.

Lanza has no sense of shared honor and disgrace for the survival of the blood clan, and even thinks it makes sense.

His ability to survive is a symbol of strength and pedigree. Father Yi can speak more than his son.

Lansa wanted to agree, but he still smiled and said nothing, not knowing what to call people.

Yi's father suddenly came over and pulled the two of them up from left to right. He was extremely enthusiastic: "Go, go shopping in the street, I have to give some gifts to... what's it called, haven't asked yet?"

Yi Ting, who used to be lively, got up lazily and answered instead: "Lansa."

"It's a good name, but it's a little familiar." Father Yi moved his ears, but without remembering it for a moment, he rushed them to go shopping.

There are werewolves on both sides of the blood prince. If this scene was set 1000 years ago, I am afraid that several people will be scared to death.

Lanza walked very unnaturally, because both arms were slung around, and the shaking rhythm was different.

For such a passionate creature as a werewolf, one is enough, and they are so close.

Thinking of being the elder of my partner, I endured it.

"Xiao Lan, what kind of clothes do you like to wear? Dad pays for it."

Although Lanza was not breathing, he felt suffocation, pretending to stare at the goods in the clothing store.

Xiaolan?What a vulgar name.

His surname is not Lan at all, the noble name is no longer known in modern times, and Lansa is only a common name that has evolved from an ancient language to the present.

Sure enough, Yi Ting smiled silly: "It's weird to return Xiaolan."

Lansa waved his hand indiscriminately, and patted the little wolf's buttocks.

This is the punishment for daring to make fun of him.

"Aww!" Yi Ting couldn't help shouting, causing passers-by to look sideways, and quickly shut up and lay next to Lansa's ear, "My butt is still hurting..."

"What are you whispering?" Father Yi didn't know why.

Lansa was full of joy, and stroked his tail soothingly.

In order to express his anger, the little wolf secretly nibbled Lansa's earlobe, and the two looked affectionate.

As an Internet celebrity in the city, Lansa is still very eye-catching, and many passers-by exclaimed and began to whisper.

Yi Ting's father, who was raising his health in his hometown, knew nothing about it, and pointed to the shirt: "This one is really pretty, Xiaolan, do you want to try it?"

As soon as Lanza stared at it, it was as motionless as a statue.

The aesthetics of werewolves is simply hopeless, and it is the most difficult thing in the world to cultivate.

In front of his eyes was a fancy Hawaiian-style shirt, the kind that is often worn by human grandpas who work out in the square.

Lansa couldn't say anything, and shook his head slightly.

Yi Ting was amused: "Dad, he doesn't like colorful things."

Ke Yi's father didn't hear it, and when Lansa didn't speak, it was acquiescing, and he had already paid the bill in a hurry, so he came over excitedly: "Xiao Lan, quickly change."

Why do werewolves always do things recklessly according to their own minds!

At this point, Lansa vowed to die, and raised his eyes to look at the little wolf.

Yi Ting reluctantly accepted it: "I wear it, I wear it."

The funny clothes fell on the little wolf. Of course, the process of changing clothes was tightly covered so that no one could see it.

Otherwise, that body will be exposed.

Lanza smiled lightly.Although this appearance is ugly, it has a different taste.

"This kid, how do you steal things from others?" Yi's father was dissatisfied, and cupped Yi Ting's nose with his hand.

as a child?

Lanza suddenly became interested. He wanted to see the little wolf as a child.

Although she is young enough now, she must have been cuter when she was a teenager.

"Uncle..." Lan Sa just started, feeling a little weird, swallowed the title again, "Do you have any photos of Xiao Ting when he was a child?"

"Yes, from the size of a palm to kindergarten, there are those who go to school, and the ones with adult pre-milk are not

Okay... Those little teeth bite like tickling. "

Lanza raised his eyelids, his eyes filled with intense interest.

Yi Ting was in a hurry, and quickly covered his father's mouth: "Dad! You can't show him this stuff, it's shameful!"

"I'm curious about my partner's life history, can't you?" Lanza lowered her head slightly, pursing her lips in sadness.

The two werewolves looked at each other.

"Let's see what's going on!"

"Look at the bigger ones at most!"

In the end, Yi Ting clutched his father's cell phone to choose, and sent the acceptable ones to Lansa one by one.

They were all pictures of young young people with green onions. At this time, the little wolf was still wearing a school uniform, with a slightly immature face and a grumpy face.

The ears are also a little smaller, almost unable to stand up, so cute.

Lanza stuck out the tip of his tongue, wanting to lick the screen a little bit, but intellectually, he thought it was dirty, so he clicked his tongue smoothly.

Yi Ting covered his eyes and pressed his ears, pretending nothing happened.

Father Yi suddenly thought of something, and clapped his hands: "I haven't taken pictures in the past few years, come here, you two pose for a commemoration. Go back and show off to others!"

"What's there to show off? Bloodlines are rare?" Yi Ting was puzzled, but obediently put his chin on Lansa's shoulder, opened his mouth wide, "Slap."

The blood prince, who had a shadow on the camera, could only barely stare forward, focusing all his attention on the hot werewolf beside him.

Lansa smiled slightly, picked up the little wolf's head with one hand, stretched his fingers up to touch the sharp teeth.

Click.

The mobile phone did not turn on the flash, and it was imaged unconsciously.

After receiving the photo, Lansa fiddled with it for a while, and secretly set it as the background of the phone.

The werewolf in the photo was pretending to bite the finger of the vampire. The fierceness was fake, but it was really docile.

The affection for each other is revealed from the eyes.

This is a pair of passionate lovers, this moment will be forever recorded by photos.

Until eternity, the eternity is shorter than the eternal life of the blood race.

-

It can be regarded as welcoming Papa Yi away, and Lansa no longer has to think about his words and deeds.

Yi's father is very satisfied with him, which Lansa expected.

It is understandable that there are some mistakes, such as who bullies whom.

Whenever she was free, Lansa would take revenge on Yi Ting for all the sulking she had suffered, and then fall asleep comfortably.

Today's dream is a bit strange.

It was a contemporary style school, different from the college style he remembered. If I say the biggest difference, I am afraid that the students are more cheerful and unrestrained.

It was dusk, and the red sun was dazzling.

But soon it was night, and Lanza was walking quite comfortably. When school was over, a large number of students poured out, but no one noticed him.

He casually walked to an unlocked classroom, and peeked inside through the gap.

A little werewolf was biting his pen and worrying, his eyes fixed on the book on the table. He looked like a human being at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

Lanza smiled knowingly.Isn't this his boy Yi Ting?

He approached calmly, and the sound of footsteps echoed softly in the classroom.

Xiao Yiting looked up vigilantly, winking and eye-catching: "Who are you, are you a new teacher? I haven't seen you before."

Lansa responded shamelessly: "It's a new teacher, what are you doing?"

"I fell asleep during the exam and was punished for copying papers!" Xiao Yiting's face was full of pain, and he covered his face with sadness, "Ten times! Ten times!"

Couldn't help laughing out loud.

"So he was a bad student." Lansa sat on the corner of his desk, reached out and touched the little ear, "What exam?"

"Literature..." Xiao Yiting lay lazily on the table, and suddenly woke up, "You touch my ears?"

Lanza didn't blush and said, "It's very comfortable, just like my partner's ears."

"Go touch your partner, why touch me?" Xiao Yiting was extremely fierce, biting Lansa's sleeve, "Let go, don't hinder me from doing my homework."

So fierce, little wolf wolf is so fierce.

But Lanza liked it even more.

"Speaking to the teacher, you can't be so rude." Lansa looked like a strict teacher, changed his hand, and continued to pull

Ears, "You let me touch the ears and tail, and I will copy for you."

There is no such teacher.

But Xiao Yiting just believed it, and immediately changed into an earnest expression, and took the initiative to give his head to Lansa's palm: "Really, teacher?"

So cute.

Lansa glanced at the dog-like handwriting: "The teacher thought about it, but your handwriting is too ugly, and the literature teacher will find it."

"It's okay, I write messy, you write messy, and he doesn't read it in the middle." Little Yi Ting nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, afraid of letting the savior go, he held Lansa's hand and didn't let go, " Teacher, help me, I'll buy you ice cream!"

ice cream?Doesn't sound like tasteful food.

But Lansa likes the little wolf begging for help. He nodded and sat down on the little guy's lap.

He was used to using werewolves as meat pads, so he didn't think there was anything wrong, so he went to write a few words at will.

The little boy was stunned, and blushed immediately: "Old, teacher, don't sit on my lap!"

How can there be such a teacher?

"What's the matter?" Lansa didn't stop, and looked sideways.

He copied it very quickly, no one must be able to read the handwriting clearly, but he knew what he was writing after reading it carefully.

"This... this..." Xiao Yiting hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to reason with, and gritted his teeth, "This is a bit awkward."

"The chair is too hard, I don't want to sit on it." Lansa explained lightly.

"Okay, by the way, are you from the elves?" Little Yi Ting ignored his homework, and his eyes were glued to Lansa's face, "It's not like humans, with pointed ears, red eyes, and a pretty face. Like elves."

oh?Although elves are beautiful, they are often associated with purity.

Lanza is very confident in his appearance, and Xiaolang's eyes are not very good.

Squinting his eyes and half-smiling: "It's a vampire, it will bite werewolves after dark."

"It's really a blood race?" Xiao Yiting was astonished, and touched Lansa up and down, "It seems that this is the first time I've seen a living blood race... No!"

Lansa also let him touch, and patiently helped people copy homework: "What's wrong?"

"How can you bite a werewolf?"

This young boy's innocent appearance really makes people want to bully him, and the blood prince's bad thoughts surged up again.

Lansa suddenly stretched out his fangs and pinched Xiao Yiting's chin: "Yes, otherwise how can I help you?"

"Oh my god!" Xiao Yiting was so frightened that he threw himself on the table behind him, "Don't bite me, the meat is not tasty! Will it turn into a stone statue...?"

What nonsense did this kid hear.

Lansa's face was gloomy, and he licked his fangs to frighten people: "No, if I hug you for the first time, all your fur will fall off, your ears and tail will disappear, and you will become a vampire."

"Aww!" Xiao Yi Ting was so frightened that he almost fainted, and slapped Lansa's face, "I don't want to become bald, vampires are too scary!"

You have to hide, you can be beaten anywhere, and your face can't be hurt.

Lansa opened his eyes before the wolf's paws reached his eyes.

It was woken up, he turned his head to look.

Yi Ting was hugging Lansa's neck and howling: "Aww! Ghost, I dreamed of a ghost! It's so fucking scary!"

What a coincidence.

"..." Lan Sa pinched the back of Yi Ting's neck and patted it, and kissed his forehead, "You've been afraid of ghosts since you were a child."

Yi Ting snorted twice and ground his teeth: "It was fine when I was young, but there were always people pretending to be ghosts to scare me, that's the most annoying thing!"

Lanza was the one who scared the most.

I'm afraid he won't let go of this interesting point for a long time to come.

He covered up his bad thoughts, and said softly, "If you're scared, you can call me."

"Sleep, sleep." Yi Ting yawned, then snorted with his arms around Lansa's shoulder, and muttered, "See you in my dream..."

Lansa looked at the harmless side face of the little wolf sleeping, and kissed it lightly.

I will play tricks on you in my dream.

Maybe they missed a lot of time before they met.

But there is still a long way to go in the future, and they have enough time to discover more about each other.