hold that vampire

Lu Que touched his face, and wiped away the wetness from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips. He was about to speak, but someone cut him off.

"Yo, the little couple is skipping class!"

The two turned their heads at the same time, and Zhang Liangshen swayed over from the other end, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his relaxed posture like an old man.

With the appearance of a third person, it was like a spoonful of warm water was suddenly poured into a burning fire.

The turmoil in Pei Yun's heart gradually dissipated, and he also forgot where the impulse came from, leaving only endless confusion.

Lu Que supported Pei Yun to stand up, withdrew his hand, and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Zhang Liangshen snorted: "It's amazing, you can be here, why can't I, but you, at night, take your nephew back to your alma mater to play rebellion?"

He rubbed his chin with his hand, and sized up the two of them: "That's right, the school uniform is very tasteful. I really thought it was some young couple who jumped over the wall and skipped class to go out on a date."

Pei Yun called out to Professor Zhang.

Zhang Liangshen smiled and said, "Hey, what a child, don't be taken wild by your little uncle."

Lu Que took off his coat and put it on his arm: "Is it related to you?"

"No, I'm cheap, right?" Zhang Liangshen said with a grin, "Since we met by such a coincidence, why don't we have dinner together?"

Lu Que: "We've already eaten."

Zhang Liangshen: "Then let's have a late night snack. There is something I want to talk to you about. You guys are driving, right? I just want to hitch a ride back home."

Hearing that they had something to say, Pei Yun was very perceptive and didn't follow. He got off the car at the gate of Nanhu Jingyuan and watched them go away with two school uniforms in his arms.

He stood there for a long time.

Suddenly, he covered his face with his school uniform and took a deep breath. Under the strange eyes of the guard, he turned around and strode in.

The two professors chose a place for their supper at random. There were two barbecue food stalls next to each other in the night market, so they sat down at the one with the fewest people.

Zhang Liangshen: "You know that old man Sheng's accelerated transformation plan has been put into practice for some time, right?"

Lu Que nodded almost invisibly.

Zhang Liangshen: "Since then, have you never been to the courtyard?"

Lu Que: "Yes."

"It's fine not to go."

Zhang Liangshen sighed: "If you don't see it, you won't feel bad. Anyway, I saw it once that day and I couldn't stand it. Later, I let others do the work of renovating the factory. I don't want to go in. The psychological pressure is too great."

"Old Lu, do you know that sometimes I really want to stuff that old bastard Sheng Hui into the transformation vessel, so that he can feel for himself what kind of shit he has researched!"

"I've already submitted the application to suspend the accelerated renovation, and I've written clearly the reasons for it. It just depends on whether there is any humanitarian sympathy."

Lu Que looked up: "When will the vampire's cell repair project be restarted?"

"It's a long way off."

Zhang Liangshen: "Right now, our team is rushing to do in vitro transformation projects, so we want to quickly research and replace old man Sheng's in vivo transformation."

Lu Que nodded his glass, lowered his eyes and did not speak.

"Huh? Professor Lu, Professor Zhang?"

A few people passing by recognized them with sharp eyes, and said in surprise, "It's a coincidence that I can meet you here at this time."

The title of professor is also respectable in modern society. People from across the store and across the table heard it and craned their necks curiously to look at it.

Lu Que turned his head and saw several teachers in the school who were familiar with the same major. There were men and women. They seemed to have just come out of class, and they were getting ready to eat supper together.

"Since we met, let's eat here too." A female teacher suggested: "It happens that there are so many people."

"Here?"

There was a very particular male teacher who had never eaten this kind of night market stall, and thought it was fresh: "Okay, let's go here, but the table looks a bit small, so we have to sit separately."

"No, you can join the table."

Zhang Liangshen raised his hand inward to signal: "Boss, can you help us set up a table, we can't sit down."

"Okay, wait a minute!"

A group of people didn't quite match this kind of street stall in terms of appearance or clothing, but they attracted many customers to the originally deserted shop by accident.

In less than half an hour, it was so prosperous that it faintly surpassed the posture next door.

This is the end of the topic, which is destined to lead to no results.

Pei Yun sneezed twice when she got home.

After taking a shower, I retracted into the sofa. Not long after I played the game, I sneezed again.

"What's the matter?" Du Jian asked from the opposite side, "Have you caught a cold?"

Pei Yun felt it quietly, her nose was a little stuffy: "It seems to be."

He seemed to have lost the wind when he got out of the car and came back, right?

What a weak chicken, I knew I would not take off my coat.

"Is there any medicine at home?" It was Zeng Yichen's voice.

"Yes, I'll look for it, and I'll turn it on later." After finishing speaking, he put down the phone, went to the medicine cabinet to look for a tablet, and quickly went back to the sofa to rest.

Du Jian asked him: "Why don't you stop playing and go to bed and rest?"

Pei Yun: "How can I be so delicate, to be honest, I think I'm already healed."

Du Jian: "??? How long have you been taking the medicine?"

Pei Yun: "I'm in good health, what can I do, drive quickly."

They had been playing for three or four games, when the usually quiet class suddenly started to jump out of the news.

Pei Yun was blocked from searching for supplies, so he wanted to click in and turn on Do Not Disturb. He casually glanced at the content of the group chat, fixed his gaze, and stopped his hands in the air.

【/picture】

[Look, students from other departments sent me. 】

【Huh?Is it Professor Lu and the others? 】

[Yes, there is also Professor Zhang, who actually eats such roadside snacks at professor parties? 】

【Professors are human too, not dew-drinking gods. 】

[I feel kind at once, what's the matter hahahaha. 】

Pei Yun clicked on the big picture, and the first thing she saw was Lu Que, and the second thing she saw was a female teacher sitting opposite Lu Que.

He remembered the female teacher.

Before he went home with Lu Que, it was this female teacher who chased Lu Que out of the pharmacy.

Aren't you having supper and talking about things with Professor Zhang?

Why are there so many people suddenly...

Du Jian: [window shakes]

Du Jian: [window shakes]

Du Jian: [window shakes]

Du Jian: [Where are people?Where did you go?You are dead! 】

Pei Yun regained consciousness.

Violently beat the little monster: [I'm going to make a call, you guys call first. 】

Du Jian: [Okay, then send me a message when you are all right. 】

Beat up the little monster: [Okay. 】

He quit WeChat and called Lu Que.

The other side quickly picked it up: "Hello."

Pei Yun heard the noisy background sound from him, and was silent: "Little uncle, are you still eating?"

Lu Que hummed, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Pei Yun didn't know what was wrong.

He didn't even think about why he was making this call.

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't figure out why, so he said, "It's okay, it's nothing, just ask how long it will take for you to come back, I—"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a female voice calling Lu Que on the other end of the phone. The voice was soft and gentle, asking him if he went back to No. [-] Middle School to borrow equipment during the day, saying that No. [-] Middle School was also her alma mater.

Lu Que answered briefly, all his attention was on Pei Yun: "What are you?"

"I am sick!"

Pei Yun changed his words temporarily, holding the phone with both hands: "It seems a little serious, dizzy, and sneezing, and I can't tell if I have a fever."

He whispered: "How long will you be back?"

I don't know if it's because of a cold, Pei Yun's voice came from the phone, much softer than usual, a little rustling, like a baby.

Lu Que's eyelids flapped lightly up and down.

Zhang Liangshen was chatting with a professor next to him, when the people around him suddenly stood up: "I'm going back early, you take your time."

Zhang Liangshen: "Huh? But you drank, why don't you wait for us to get together."

Lu Que: "I'll take a taxi, you go back by yourself."

The place where they eat is still in the university town, and it takes less than 10 minutes to drive to Nanhujingyuan.

Just a few steps into the community, I saw a person sitting on a rest chair downstairs.

He frowned, and walked over quickly: "You still come out to have a wind when you have a cold?"

Pei Yun was playing Snake Eater, and when Lu Que came over, he bumped himself to death, put away his phone and stood up, smiling brightly: "It's not cold, and I've taken medicine, so it's not that uncomfortable anymore."

As he got closer, he smelled the faint smell of alcohol on Lu Que's body: "Little uncle, have you been drinking?"

Lu Que: "I met other teachers, and I was persuaded to have a few drinks."

He touched Pei Yun's forehead with the back of his hand to confirm that he didn't have a fever, and when he retracted it, he was held by the other party again.

Pei Yun held his hand, as if he was a little nervous, but his eyes were bright: "Little uncle, you are night-blind and drunk, I will take you with you so that you don't fall."

Lu Que let him go, without pulling back his hand.

The palm is also hot, so it shouldn't be cold.

Lu Que's hand was a circle bigger than his, and he led Lu Que all the way upstairs and home, until he entered the porch, and was finally willing to let go.

The palm was empty, and Lu Que frowned uncomfortably. Alcohol controlled half of his consciousness, and he subconsciously held it back.

"?"

Pei Yun was taken aback.

With a little force, Lu Que pulled him back in front of her, and touched his forehead again as if he was downstairs just now.

Pei Yun blinked: "Little uncle, didn't you touch it just now? I don't have a fever."

A rare look of confusion flashed across Lu Que's eyes: "Have you touched it?"

"Yes."

Pei Yun leaned closer to look at Lu Que, his beautiful and deep obsidian-like eyes were covered with a faint mist.

He was a little surprised, and whispered: "Little uncle, are you drunk?"

Lu Que didn't respond to his words, but lifted his forehead hair with his hand, leaned closer, pressed his forehead against him, and carefully felt the temperature between his forehead.

Those eyes came close to him, giving Pei Yun the illusion of slipping into a deep pool.

His smile froze on his face, not knowing where to put his hands.

"Small, little uncle?"

"Ah."

Lu Que responded to him lightly: "The body temperature is normal, and there is no fever."

He withdrew his hand, and Pei Yun was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but that hand seemed to be reluctant to leave him, and then pinched his chin and lifted it up.

The other hand that was holding him was also released, and lifted up, the fingertips pressed on his lips, and slowly pushed to the corner of his lips.

"Put your teeth out," he ordered softly.

Pei Yun's mind was blank, and his lips were itchy, numb and hot. Hearing his words, he subconsciously stuck out his fangs and opened his mouth slightly to show him.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Que asked.

Pei Yun's throat was a little dry, he said, "It doesn't hurt."

Lu Que bent his index finger and pressed his lower lip, his knuckles lightly pressed against the tip of his fangs, his eyes were drooped, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Pei Yun was inexplicably nervous, his calf was bumped by the good news that ran out, he clenched his teeth, and accidentally bit Lu Que's finger.

The blood oozes out and stains his lips, and the scent seeps into his nostrils. He can't hold back his greed, and sticks out his tongue to lick it.

Lu Que's eyes suddenly darkened.

For some reason, Pei Yun suddenly felt a little weak when he looked at him like this.

"I'm sorry." He apologized dryly: "I didn't use any force, so it shouldn't be very painful, right?"

"It's okay." Lu Que said, "It's not as painful as the bite during the rest last time."

If he didn't say anything, Pei Yun almost forgot that the bite was quite heavy that day, and the wound healing speed was slower than before for a long time.

So he got hot-headed: "Then you bite it back?"

Lu Que's eyes fell on his blood-stained lips, and the meaning was unclear: "Bite it back?"

Pei Yun nodded slightly under his hands, with great sincerity: "I'll bite you back, I won't hide."

Lu Que stared at him without saying a word for a long time.

Then, he let go of his hand.

Pei Yun felt that the sense of touch resting on the jaw was still there.

He thought, he really has something wrong with his head, how could his little uncle care about these things with him.

It's just that before he found out the disappointment hidden in his emotions, he let someone easily clasp his waist with a palm.

He was led back a few steps until his back was on the bar.

Then the back of the neck was also held, and he raised his head, revealing his beautiful neck.

In the next second, a soft touch touched the side of the neck, and the teeth gently bit a piece of skin——

Pei Yun's hands touching Lu Que's shoulders suddenly curled up, and he let out a quick breath, his waist softened instantly.