[Comprehensive] Nanny code

"Edward, have you picked up things again?"

Lanster asked in a daze, because he seemed to smell something familiar and strange, including werewolves and vampires.

"No, it's Jacob, he's injured." Edward put Jacob on the sofa, thought for a while and added, "He and his companion met a newborn vampire, and his companion is dead. I burned that vampire."

"Lance, we need to give Jacob some therapy."

"Leave it to me, you are good at fighting, but I am better than you at healing."

Lancet scratched his hair, walked straight to Jacob in his slippers, and began to say some healing spells.Soon, Jacob's wounds healed, because the werewolf also has the ability to heal itself, but Jacob is still too young, and the injury is a bit serious.

"Are you okay, Lance?" Edward helped Lance, who was a little dizzy, shook his head and said, "It's okay, don't worry." He waved his hand and sat on the other side of the sofa On the one hand, he was thinking in his heart that the recovery is still not enough, otherwise this magic power would not make him feel dizzy.

"thank you all."

Jacob murmured his thanks. He was a good boy, but he was a little twisted sometimes.

"So what should we do now, do you want to go back? Jacob." Edward asked.

"I, I won't go back for the time being. I'm going to my father's place." Jacob said a place name, which coincidentally happened to be where Edward and the others were going.

"Is your father going to the Volturi?"

"I don't know, maybe it is." Jacob thought for a while and asked again: "What about you, it looks like where you are going." Jacob pointed to a small duffel bag in the corner, which contained Some of the easiest luggage.

"Then let's go together, you are not safe alone." Edward suggested, but he obviously forgot one thing, the other party is not his kind.

"I'm a werewolf, Edward."

Jacob decided to remind the other party, although he also thought it would be a good idea to go on the road with Edward and the others, but the reality is that warehouse, Edward has no tail, Jacob does not drink blood, and they are born to be opposite.

"Lance can help you hide your smell." Edward seemed very satisfied with his proposal, and was eager to try.

"Yes, I can do that if you wish."

Lanster shrugged his shoulders. This is just a small magic. As long as he doesn't meet people who are also from the magic department, and don't get too close to some powerful vampires, he can still do it simply by hiding his good smell.

"Well, that's fine."

Jacob nodded hesitantly. He was still not sure if it was a good idea to go on the road with Edward and the others. Also, they, a werewolf and a vampire, got along too harmoniously, right?

"That's it. Then you go to bed first. There are still three hours before dawn, and we set off at noon, and it will rain at that time."

Edward bent his eyes, his handsome appearance combined with this kind of small gesture was a bit childish, which made him look more friendly, and Jacob also liked the smiling vampire Edward, because it would make him forget the other party and his are different, such as temperature, such as heartbeat and breathing.

"Then make the decision, Jacob, you can sleep on Edward's bed, anyway, he doesn't need to sleep, and this way your injury can heal faster."

Lanster suggested.Although magic and the werewolf's self-healing ability have made Jacob's external injuries heal, some internal injuries still take some time.

"Yeah." Jacob nodded without refusing.He is not stupid, even though he desperately wants to return to his kind, but he also understands what kind of measures to take is the best.

When the werewolf baby was lying on the bed that belonged to the vampire, his first thought was not that I was lying on the bed of the enemy, but that this guy Edward smelled like a girl.

Jacob sniffed it, and he analyzed the smell unconsciously in his heart.Like grass, flowers and what else, anyway, it shouldn't belong to the vampire who always haunts rainy days.

In fact, Jacob was right, Edward liked these things full of life.They often had such little creatures in their house, which Carlisle plucked, and later Lanster took over the job when he was a little older. When they gathered the flowers, Edward liked to take care of them in various interesting ways. , so it is inevitable that these aromatic smells will be stained on his body.

Vampires' skin isn't soft, and their pores don't breathe, but it seems like good things do the same to them.God has not completely abandoned this race. This is what Carlisle often said. Having a good father makes Edward also a positive and optimistic little vampire.

The coming of day is always a joy, even for vampires, and not having much contact with humans doesn't mean they don't like sunlight.On the contrary, in Jacob's view, Edward is hardly a vampire.He even has hands that are good at cooking.

"I think he is more like the magical angel in those fairy tale books that deceive little girls. He can make delicious things with a few spells."

Jacob swallowed his breakfast, the sweet taste sliding down his esophagus, it was delicious.Compared with vampires who have no sense of taste and do not like to eat human food, werewolves often eat raw meat, but sometimes enjoy snacks and food like normal people.When they eat, they look like normal people, just a little faster.

"By the way, Lance, can you make something delicious?" Jacobi bit his fork and his eyes looked a little bright.

"I'm afraid I can't."

Lance himself had some regrets.He also seems to be somewhat of an idiot when it comes to chores.

"That's a pity."

Both of them were a little disappointed, only Edward was a little puzzled wearing an apron, "If you want to eat, I can make it for you in the future."

The two were silent for a while, Edward didn't understand that the three of them would not be together forever.While the reasons vary, some things do remain the same whether human or non-human.

At ten o'clock, the rain began to fall, today is a cloudy day, the air is moist and fresh.Humans hate rainy days because it means more work and not being able to go out and play properly.

But for vampires, rainy days are their best disguise, because you don't have to explain to them why your skin shines like a diamond.

The speed of the three people is very fast, and they choose places where few people will pass by. When Lancet uses his abilities to a great extent, his ears and tail will be exposed uncontrollably, which makes him look very Cute, but he doesn't like it himself.Many times he would rather just become a cat.

Among the Volturi family in Italy, they are discussing something about the recent mob of newborn vampires.During the period, there was an out of place person in it.

He wasn't a vampire, but his eyes were as bright red as a vampire's, and there was a humble smile on his mouth, but even Aro, the leader of the Volturi, wouldn't treat him as some kind of insignificant person.Instead, the sullen and handsome vampire sees the other as his free minion, a beautiful, dangerous weapon ready to rip his enemy's throat.

"And what about you, dear Apep, what do you think?"

Ah Luo looked down at the boy below, his eyes were full of approval and excitement, he longed for more enjoyment brought by this beautiful weapon, it could be a little bloody, but absolutely perfect.

"Natural things must be destroyed. Vampires need the best."

The boy's voice was not pleasant, even a little hoarse, but his expression was pleasant, it belonged to the ambitious, and there was conquest and plunder in it, and Ah Luo happened to like this.

He was born with a trace of curiosity, curious about the limit of ability, curious about emotions, and more curious, but everything could not match his desire for the throne.This is a man who is used to sitting in the top position. He is good at scheming and playing tricks on people's hearts.

Apep looked directly at each other, they understood each other, but this man missed one point, that is, staying in the top position for too long, he always unconsciously thinks highly of himself and looks down on others.

He thought that others were a plaything in his palm, but he didn't know that this plaything had already honed its sharp teeth, waiting to pounce on him and tear his throat anytime.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, humble yet sharp.The blade was aimed at the prey, but the prey didn't seem to notice it yet.