The author and the protagonist are a perfect match!

As an old monster who has gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes, Z has always adhered to the principle of "listen more, watch more, do more, talk less".

In short, he was a very observant man.

On the day when Noah's audition ended, Z quietly observed the whole night.He discovered a very interesting fact: now the eyes of these two people can't help following Lu Wenzhi's location.

The point is, they themselves don't seem to be aware of this yet.

——This is very interesting.

Although he looks low-key and introverted, Z is essentially a dead star who doesn't do anything wrong. His favorite thing to do is to muddy a pool of water, and then withdraw gracefully, watching the fire from the other side-now, he and three Two ready-made young people live under the same roof. What TV series can be more satisfying than watching their love-hate entanglement with each other?

So he decided to do something.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lu Wenzhi, who was doing eye exercises on the balcony, had just put down his hands when he saw a man who was relaxing on the reclining chair beside him, propping up half of his body on his elbows, thoughtful looking at him.And when Lu Wenzhi looked over, he showed him a perfectly curved smile.

"...the expression is so fake."

Z choked on him, and his expression looked a little hurt: "Actually, I've always wanted to ask, why are you so patient, meticulous, considerate and caring to them, and so rude to me?"

"...Don't talk nonsense, I'm very polite to everyone, okay?" Lu Wenzhi felt a little guilty, but soon he became confident: "They are both pitiful, but you are not. How can this be the same .”

When he was writing the third book, he was in a very peaceful mood, he didn't act like a monster, and he followed the outline seriously.Therefore, Z's life experience can be said to be smooth and smooth, without any waves.

And the only sad point of this story is probably the powerlessness of life in the face of the passage of time.

From the very beginning, he had no relatives, and the lifespan of the few human friends was no more than a hundred years, and even the few of his kind gradually died out in the long years.

Z is the ancestor of vampires, but he has no ability to turn people into vampires.In Lu Wenzhi's setting, vampires are a mutated race, doomed to perish from the moment of birth.It sounds quite sad, but Z relied on his own power to forcefully drag the process of vampire extinction for thousands of years...

It's not easy enough.

"I've always been alone, and I need someone to comfort me." The man with an elegant sitting posture and a classic aristocratic temperament showed an aggrieved look, closed the book, and sighed faintly, "To be a human being, you need a bowl of water to be level. I am the third child, so I should be the most favored one in a family; even in terms of age, I shouldn't ignore the existence of the eldest because of the second and third child. If you do this, I will be very sad."

Lu Wenzhi: "..."

He was shocked by the thickness of the third son's face!

He stared at Z for a long while, then sighed weakly: "Okay, then I apologize."

"Just apologizing isn't enough."

"...Then what do you want?"

Jing thought about it seriously, then suddenly smiled, showing two sharp fangs, and licked them lustfully.

The man stood up unhurriedly, walked up to Lu Wenzhi, bent down slightly, and stared at him with blood-red eyes unblinking: "Excuse me for offending, but I'm really curious, the blood of God... What does it taste like?"

Lu Wenzhi: "!!!"

"You, you, you, don't mess around! I told you that I can bark, Dijun is outside now!"

Z: "He can't hear it. When I'm reading, I usually set up an enchantment on the balcony."

Lu Wenzhi looked at Jun Tianfu who was concentrating on watching TV in the living room, his face turned pale.

He must help his second son quit this addiction!Electronic products entrap teenagers! ! !

With nowhere to ask for help, the poor author of the Five Scums of War was forced to the corner of the balcony by the protagonist in his novel.

Lu Wenzhi: Weak, helpless, but edible.jpg

And the point is, for this bastard vampire son, he can really eat!

Z saw his pale face, smiled slightly, and comforted: "Don't worry, I won't suck too much, just take a small sip."

Lu Wenzhi: "I'm a fucking human being! Human! It's not a cookie and cream biscuit, and I even took a sip... eh!"

Z didn't give Lu Wenzhi any chance to dodge, he just bent down and bit him.

There was a stabbing pain in the neck, and the man's sharp fangs penetrated the skin in an instant. Lu Wenzhi was terrified at first, and then blushed because of the subsequent reaction of his body - he actually forgot that he had made a dog for this bastard back then. Blood setting!

[Legends say that the faces of girls who were sucked dry of blood to death would have happy and intoxicated expressions on their faces...]

Lu Wenzhi roared in his heart: Shit!He is not some pure virgin!

... Cough, at most he can only be regarded as a pure otaku.

And the man in front of him who was holding his body tightly with one hand, preventing him from moving, was also very vile, and let out a muffled laugh in his ears: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Lu Wenzhi gritted his teeth, suppressed the almost uncontrollable groan in his throat, and managed to squeeze out a few words: "Bastard, let me go! Wait... um..."

The speed of blood flow is accelerating.

"Fuck... ah..."

Even though he was showing off his words, even his feet were weak now, and his body became limp little by little because of the irresistible heat.But for a moment, he felt as if a century had passed, long and difficult.

The sensations of the facial features are infinitely magnified, the man's fiery breath sprayed on the skin, the smooth hair brushing his cheeks, the tall body clinging to him, and those two moist and soft lips... Even the tip of the nose lingers All of them have an extremely ambiguous and maddening bloody smell!

Suddenly, Z straightened up abruptly.

Without his support, Lu Wenzhi collapsed on the ground.He panted heavily with empty eyes, and after a while, he came back to his senses and saw the scene in front of him clearly——

It was Noah who broke the barrier.

He was still wearing that ridiculous pink lace-trimmed apron, but his face was frighteningly cold, and his blue eyes, which were originally as clear as a clear sky, were as dark as the sky before a rainstorm.

Noah stared at Z who was slowly licking and licking the corner of his mouth on the balcony with an extremely gloomy gaze, without saying a word.

He even held a plate of pastries in his left hand, but in his right hand he held a long sword tightly, and the point of the sword pointed directly at the man's throat.

The two looked at each other, silently deadlocked.The situation is imminent.

Such a Noah made Lu Wenzhi feel strange.

Because in his memory, Noah has always been considerate and capable, with a gentle temper and a smile.But Lu Wenzhi also understood that this cold and decisive young man in front of him should be the Holy Son of the Holy See from the last days, the most authentic appearance.

But Lu Wenzhi didn't quite understand, obviously he was bitten by... er, but why was Noah so angry?

In the end, Z spoke first.

"Don't be so nervous," he chuckled, "Although I accidentally indulged a little because the blood of this little god is so delicious, I still have my limits. So, he will definitely not die—you Don't worry about not being able to save the world because of this, understand?"

Lu Wenzhi suddenly realized that it was because of this!

So he also nodded quickly and assured: "Yes, yes, we are just playing around, Noah, you don't have to worry too much!"

Then, he watched the young man's expression become even more terrifying.

Lu Wen's face was blank: Did I say something wrong just now?

However, Noah put down his sword anyway.The sharp long sword turned into dots of golden light, which dissipated into the air after a while, and after he took a deep look at Lu Wen, he turned around and left with the plate in his hand.

Lu Wenzhi stood there in a daze. After a long time, he turned around and asked Z: "What is he angry about?"

Z shrugged innocently: "Who knows."

After a pause, he said again: "But to be honest, your blood really stands out. It's sweet and spicy, and spicy and numb. As a sweet taste, um...it feels amazing."

"Do you think it's spicy duck blood?!" Lu Wenzhi gave him a hard look, "And now, you, the culprit, are still talking sarcastic here? Quickly think of a way for me, how can I let him cool down?"

Z laughed and said, "I don't know how to calm him down, but I know how to make him more angry. You take out the hardcover CD of Twilight that I put in the coffee table drawer, and play it in front of him." After two episodes, I can guarantee that he will never want to talk to you again."

Lu Wenzhi: "..."

Seeing his inexplicable look, Z couldn't help sighing, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Young man, it's a good thing to take more detours."

Lu asked: "???"