On the Various Ways of Killing a Female Supporting Partner

Qiao Mo in this life is a delicate and distinctive little boy, specifically manifested in that he is the only Asian human with black hair and black eyes in the entire classroom and even the college.So boys and girls with extraordinary spirit of exploring novel things surrounded Qiao Mo's desk.

"Are you from the Eastern Continent? I heard that there are dragons that look like snakes. Is it true?"

"Your eyes are so special. I've never seen such black eyeballs."

"The skin is so white, like... like the white jelly in the school cafeteria."

"That's tofu, you idiot!"

"..."

The twittering discussions were much more popular than Ofir's rigid old castle. Qiao Mo was in a trance for a while, and had the illusion that he was not kidnapped by the system to travel, but was reborn and returned to his student days.If only he could stay in Jacra, he thought.But he knew it was impossible.

Ofir took Hanty away from the old castle in Rensa at two o'clock in the afternoon.This may be the first time he can't bear to go out on his own initiative, perhaps because his own little pet suddenly left his side and made him lose a lot of fun during the day, even though he has been used to such a boring life for more than 1000 years.At the moment, Ofir is sitting in the carriage, the windows of which are covered by a layer of black cloth - this is the only object that has any other color decoration than white, because only black can block the Jacra more strongly than other places of ultraviolet light.He lifted the curtains to reveal a gap and looked out.Qiao Mo happened to be walking this way.The warm sunlight hit the top of the boy's hair, creating a golden halo, which was warm and gentle, lining his fair and delicate face like a little angel bathed in light.

Ofir was stunned for a moment.He didn't even figure out what he was thinking in his heart at this time, but he stretched out his hand instinctively... Finally, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

When Qiao Mo walked to the school gate, he saw a carriage parked on the opposite side of the street, which was luxuriously decorated and very in line with the taste of vampires.Thinking of Ofir's warning to him before he left in the morning, he pulled up his sleeves guiltily and sniffed at the tip of his nose.It's a pity that human beings' sense of smell is not as good as that of vampires. Except for the fragrance left by the faint spices, there is no trace of mixed smell contaminated by other people.Qiao Mo could only bite the bullet and walked over.

"Are you injured?" Ofir asked suddenly when he got into the carriage.

Qiao Mo subconsciously covered his wrist.

"Don't waste it." Ofir frowned and grabbed his hand, and the sleeve fell to reveal the unhealed abrasion on his wrist.Under Qiao Mo's uncertain gaze, he put it on his lips calmly, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick it once and for all, squinting his eyes happily like a lion that has caught his beloved prey, and his originally alluring facial features became even more beautiful Thrilling.

Qiao Mo blushed suddenly, and turned his head away in embarrassment. When the carriage arrived at the gate of the castle, he quickly jumped out of the carriage and locked himself in the room.

Wake up, the other party is a man!Even if he is beautiful, he can't hide the fact that the other party is a pervert!Qiao Mo slapped the obsessed self regretfully—it was just a lick of the wound, you blushed and your heart beat!Sure enough, after being kidnapped by a snake-spirited system, will he be abnormal?

I think I can still save it again! QAQ

Qiao Mo covered his face, his self-loathing emotions twisted in his heart like a twisted twist, until he walked out of the room dejectedly when his stomach was growling with hunger.

Ofir was sitting on the sofa, staring at his right hand in a daze.Those were the most beautiful hands that Qiao Mo had ever seen. They were slender and fair, with well-defined knuckles, as if they were carefully carved by God and suitable for display in a frame.However, at this moment, scorched black burns covered the entire back of his hand.

"Master," Hanty stood aside, hesitant to speak, "You need treatment..."

"Just take it as a lesson," Ofir's lips curled up in an inexplicable arc, "Is it because I'm too greedy?"

——He loves the light and yearns for the light, but in the end he is hurt badly by the light.

Qiao Mo suddenly felt sorry for Ofir.It's not sad to be a vampire, what's sad is to be like a moth pursuing something that can't be obtained forever... Qiao Mo didn't understand how he was feeling now.He obediently ran upstairs again, and ran down with a medicine box in his arms.That was Hanty brought back from the human world.The blood race possesses an almost abnormal fast healing power, but Qiao Mo, who is a human being, does not. To ensure that he is free from disease and disaster and will not die easily, it is inseparable from the support of human medicine.He cautiously walked over to Ofir and sat down. After taking a peek at him to make sure that Ofir had no intention of refusing, Qiao Mo opened the medicine box and took out a roll of bandages and a tube of ointment.

Ofir watched the boy hold his hand with great interest, and clumsily put it back bit by bit.He leaned happily on Qiao Mo's shoulder, squinted his eyes and breathed hot air towards the other's ear, and said with a low smile, "My birthday is coming, what gift do you want to give me?"

Qiao Mo was stunned by the opponent's movement, and subconsciously moved his body sideways and shrunk his neck. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ofir's face that instantly sank, and hurriedly approached him again, and replied in a low voice: "You, do you want to?" What gift do you want?"

"How uninspired to say it?" Ofir stroked the boy's hair in satisfaction, the fangs under the red lips looming, "I think, if it suits my wishes, there will be a reward."

As a vampire prince, Ofir also has another difference from other vampires - he regards the time when he transformed into a vampire as his birthday, and every year thereafter he will hold a banquet and invite vampire nobles from all over the world to participate.

This is also the only lively and popular day in Lensa Castle.

Unfortunately, Qiao Mo was not happy at all.As Ofir's first and perhaps the last captive human being, the other vampire nobles expressed extraordinary curiosity towards him, and even showed eagerness for the sweet blood that the other party might have.Fortunately, thanks to Ofir's strong possessiveness, with just a wink, he can immediately frighten away a circle of greedy eyes.

So, under Qiao Mo's trembling and trembling, the night passed peacefully.

When the dawn approached, the vampires who had been partying all night finally returned to sleep under their respective castles.Qiao Mo stood on the balcony and watched the last vampire noble leave in a carriage, then quickly got under the bed and dragged out a wooden box.

"Is this a gift for me?" Ofir looked at the dusty, featureless box in his hand with some distaste, and opened it reluctantly after meeting the boy's expectant eyes—a spherical glass box. The hollow object lies in the center of the box, with several filaments hanging from it, and the other end of the ball is connected to two long wires, one of which is connected to a metal piece inserted in the lemon.

Under Ofir's suspicious gaze, Qiao Mo mysteriously inserted another wire into another piece of metal.In an instant, the transparent ball emitted a dim yellow light as if it had been given life, illuminating the small world covered by the night.

The world Qiao Mo travels through is similar to medieval Europe, where the use of electricity has not yet been discovered.According to the experience of his previous life, he collected materials and made a simple "light bulb". Surprisingly, in this world, whether it is metal or fruit, the conductivity is exceptionally good.

Ofir stared blankly at the "little sun" in his hand, and stretched out his hand involuntarily.The orange light is as warm and gentle as it has been in dreams for many years, and it embraces everything in this world.He slowly clenched his hand, the light seemed to be held in the palm of his hand, it was quiet and peaceful, and belonged to him alone.

"Thank you." Ofir said softly suddenly.Under the reflection of the light, the brown eyes were sprinkled with bits and pieces, as if a gap had been cracked in the ice, and warmth poured in, melting into water bit by bit.He looked at Qiao Mo, his eyes and lips were filled with smiles for the first time.He sighed softly:

"My baby."