[Quick travel] The target of the attack is Shenjingbing

Shan Zhe never thought of himself as a Yan dog, but after seeing a man, Shan Zhe decided to obediently be a Yan dog servant, at least loyally licking his face for a few days before talking!

The man's slender and beautiful eyebrows were raised, and he said with a raised voice, "You want to be loyal to me?"

Shan Zhe paused, then nodded solemnly: "I should have been loyal to you in the first place."

"That's really great." The man's face didn't show much joy, and the words overflowing from his red lips didn't have much gold content, but seemed to be perfunctory.

Shan Zhe didn't pay attention, he turned his eyes back to the tray he was carrying: "Excuse me, where are these things?"

The man glanced lazily at the black tea and desserts on the tray, the taste was undoubtedly the same as what he had eaten in the past.

With his slender fingers resting on his chin, the man glanced lightly at the small round table next to the recliner, "Put it here."

Shan Zhe walked over, and after putting the tray on the table, he felt the man staring at him unblinkingly, and his shadow was reflected in the blood red eyes.

Shan Zhe paused, feeling that coolness never dissipated from his body.

"...Anything else to order?" Shan Zhe asked.

The man raised his eyebrows lightly, straightened up gracefully from the reclining chair, put his hands on the backrest casually, and said softly, "You made the afternoon tea?"

"No, it's not me." Shan Zhe shook his head: "Nuopa made it. Her food is very delicious."

"It looks like you've already eaten?"

Shan Zhe was startled, and quickly adjusted: "Of course, the meals we ate were all made by Nopa, we must have eaten them."

The man didn't care whether Shan Zhe's words were true or not, he slowly stretched his hand towards the plate of dim sum, forked a piece into his mouth.

The taste should be sweet, that kind of sweet and greasy feeling like falling in a candy wonderland.

Then, he poured himself another cup of black tea, and without any pretensions of his master, he drank the black tea in one gulp in front of Shan Zhe.

It should be a mellow taste, with a trace of the original bitterness of tea, which may not be felt after drinking, but its existence cannot be eliminated.

Shan Zhe just watched stiffly as the man ate up all the pastries, and the pot of black tea gradually lost weight. The man didn't say a word, didn't make any comments, and didn't show any expression of satisfaction. Instead of tasting afternoon tea, It's better to say that the task is completed.

The man ate everything without saying a word, and then put it back on the tray intact.

"You can take it away." The man ordered to evict the guest indifferently.

Shan Zhe almost didn't think about it, picked up the tray and was about to leave, but when he was about to take a step, he felt a man's breath spraying on the back of his neck.

"You should respectfully respond and then leave, instead of fleeing like a scourge."

Shan Zhe looked back in shock, and found that the man stood up from the reclining chair at some point, and walked around the table, standing behind him at this moment!

The two faced each other, the distance between them was no more than five centimeters, Shan Zhe was a little shorter than the man, and his gaze was now on the other's bright red lips.

"You..." Shan Zhe wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

The man raised his brows again, and every movement of his made Shan Zhe feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, "Oh, you are really rude. In this castle, you should call me 'Master'."

Shan Zhe pursed his lips, and was about to call out "Master" in accordance with his words, when a mechanical and familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

[The target of the raid has appeared, please rest assured the host will attack. ]

Shan Zhe: ...

Fuck his sister, this eccentric castle owner is actually his target? !Can you still live? !

Suddenly, the man in front of him frowned strangely: "Wait, what did I hear in your heart? Another voice?"

Shan Zhe quickly shook his head in denial: "No, no, no... what, what? You heard it from my heart?"

The man looked at Shan Zhe silently for a while, then raised the corners of his lips, and the world seemed to be paled by it in an instant.

"What a..." The man's voice was low, with a trace of magnetism that did not belong to the clear voice of the past.

“Interesting food.”

When Shan Zhe returned to the kitchen with a tray in his arms, Nuopa and Dole were already in a panic.

"Oh my God!" Seeing Shan Zhe coming back, Nuopa rushed over and hugged him: "Why did you come back, you scared me to death!"

Dole also came over, circled around him, and then heaved a sigh of relief, saying, "It's okay, I'm not injured. But what's wrong with you? You've been away for so long?"

Facing the concerned gaze of his friend, Shan Zhe shook his head, trying to temporarily throw away the terrible things in his mind.

"I'm fine, please don't worry..."

"Claire was also in a hurry, but I lied to him that you were called away again." Nopa frowned: "Did you...have offended the adults?"

"...No." Shan Zhe shook his head: "I just waited there, waiting for the adults to finish eating and bring back the things." Shan Zhe shrugged pretending to be relaxed, and then said sincerely: "Because today's castle looks like Get up and give all the maids a holiday, I didn’t see a single maid, after all it’s possible for one to be lazy, all the maids are lazy, it’s definitely a problem with our thinking.”

Shan Zhe's words convinced Nuopa and Dole, and Dole patted him on the shoulder and went back to chop wood.

And Nopa took out the coffee and Black Forest from one side, and handed them to him together.

"Here, have something to eat, the coffee has milk and sugar for you, right?"

Shan Zhe glanced at Nopa gratefully, because now, maybe he really needs to eat something to reward his weak body.

He was sucked a little blood, for that adult, it was indeed a little bit, but for him...

Shan Zhe's lips were dry, he ate the Black Forest cake very quickly, and drank two more cups of coffee before his whole face turned red.

Perhaps it was because Shan Zhe was already very pale, but Nuopa and Dole didn't notice that his face was paler than before.

But this is also good, save Shan Zhe to fabricate lies to explain.

After all, it is difficult and panic-inducing to let people know that the immediate boss at your job is a non-human species.

Shan Zhe chose to remain silent, or should I say...

hide.

Touching the place between his shoulder and neck, it hurt so much that he almost cried out.

It's just covered by the shirt, and he's stopped the bleeding well, so it shouldn't be visible to others, but it should be swollen around now.

Until early in the morning, he lay on the bed, and after prevaricating Claire with a few words, he still couldn't fall asleep.

Your own strategy target = your immediate boss = vampire.