The Blood Hourglass

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"By the way, are you better now?" Sinmo asked, changing the subject.

"It's okay, you can already walk." Recalling the way I couldn't stand up last night, I now look like an okay person.

"That's good, right, are you going to school today?" Sinmo asked suddenly.

"Go to school? Go if time is in a hurry." I replied indifferently. In fact, going to school is not important to me at all. Going is just to be a normal girl. Besides, I didn't even think about going to the high school entrance examination. So and so, what preparations do you make for going to college in the future?

"Of course the time comes in a hurry. It's only about six o'clock now, and it's half an hour at most for breakfast." As soon as I heard it, I knew that Sinmo was a person with a heavy sense of time.

"But is it close to the school?" What I can't imagine is that there is no such a big place near the school to build this kind of mansion and plant this kind of flowers.

"It's not close, but I can drive you there, so it must be in time." Sinmo said solemnly.

"Do you want to go out during the day?" I asked in surprise.

"The weather is bad today, so the sun won't come out all day. It's no big deal for me to go for a walk occasionally." Sinmo is like a teenager who is going to travel, his face is joyful.

"Okay! Just ask you to send me there!" Seeing his happy look, I don't want to pour cold water on him. It is conceivable that for a vampire, it is such a rare opportunity to be able to go out to the outside world in broad daylight.

"Master, it's breakfast!" someone shouted downstairs.

"I see, we will come right away!" Sinmo responded.

"Okay, Jing'er, let's go down for breakfast! Otherwise, it will really be too late to go to school." Sinmo turned to me and said.

"Let's go!" So I walked out of the room with Sinmo, and found the layout of the whole house as soon as I left the room. This house has only two floors. We are on the second floor. After going out, there is the corridor on the second floor. Turn right and walk until the large staircase in the middle. In fact, the layout here is very similar to Dracula’s Castle, the biggest difference is this staircase. It is not an arc-shaped spiral staircase, but a straight wide staircase, with mahogany carved handrails and a red velvet carpet. It is very soft to step on. At this time, there were two people standing respectfully downstairs, both of whom were not young. One was a kind-looking old woman, wearing a big white apron, looking like a babysitter; the other was a serious face. The old man, in a straight black suit, has no way of knowing his occupation. They just watched me and Sinmo walk down the stairs side by side.

"This lady is so beautiful!" When we walked into the living room, the old lady smiled and looked at Sinmo and said.

"I know you would say that! I'll introduce to you, she is Xiaohui, and she takes care of my diet and daily life; and this is my housekeeper and driver, Lao Chen, who is also Xiaohui's brother." Sinmo introduced with a smile. It turned out that she was called "Xiaohui" and Sinmo called her Xiaohui, which seemed a bit strange on the surface, but someone like me who knew his identity would not think anything wrong.

"I'm telling the truth! Master, you don't know, when you walked down the stairs just now, it was a painting, so beautiful!" The "Xiao Hui" said while pulling a chair for me.

"Oh, is it really that beautiful?" Sinmo motioned to them to sit down and eat together. He also found a place to sit down.

"Yes, it's really like Xiaohui said, we were a little silly at the time." The old Chen who had never spoken also said.

"It may be the visual difference between the white robe and the red carpet I am wearing!" I said lightly.

"However, you are also very beautiful! Master, are you right?" Xiaohui looked at me and asked Sinmo.

"Of course, Jing'er is of course very beautiful, otherwise why should I be my girlfriend!" Sinmo suddenly smiled evilly.

"Who said I was your girlfriend?" I asked coldly.

"Now if you don’t admit it, it’s okay. When I went to go through the discharge procedures for you last night, the nurse lady had to ask who I was yours. If I didn’t say anything, I wouldn’t let me go through the procedures. She said it was your boyfriend, she let me take you out of the hospital." Sinmo said the origin of this "girlfriend".

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." I quietly ate the breakfast in front of me, and stopped talking.

"Jing'er, I heard from the nurse that you have been in a coma for these two days. You should have not eaten anything. After you came back, you fell asleep on the road again. When I carried you upstairs, you didn't wake up and watched you. Sleeping so soundly, I didn't wake you up. So I must eat more now, otherwise I have the strength to go to class!" Sinmo always makes you feel warm when he is considerate.

"Fortunately, I have eaten a lot at the owner's place, so I am not hungry too much now." I can tell the truth, the strength of the owner's blood for nearly two thousand years can hold up many meals!

"I forgot this. At that time, the shopkeeper wanted to bite you and frightened me, but I didn't expect it to happen like that." Sinmo recalled that night and still couldn't believe it. How could there be Such a girl, although so young, dared to **** the blood of the shopkeeper, and even the owner of this area, the Mi Party, had never even known her existence. How unbelievable Jing'er did that may not be known to ordinary people, but sinmo, as a trainee elder, knows very well that ordinary vampires will never **** vampire’s blood, because only if you are capable or Age (because in vampires, ability and age are generally proportional.) When you are much higher than the opponent, you can become stronger by sucking the opponent's blood without hurting yourself. If you **** the blood of a vampire that is stronger than you, it is tantamount to eating a poison with no antidote, and the result will be more terrible than piercing the heart with a wooden stake. In fact, it is generally difficult to judge the age of the opponent, so there is no vampire who will attack the same kind to gain stronger ability, because this is too dangerous. But that night let him see this possibility that he hadn't seen in hundreds of years. By doing that, Jing'er not only resolved her own danger, but actually saved the shopkeeper’s life indirectly, because if Jing could **** the shopkeeper’s blood without care, then the shopkeeper would never **** her blood unless the shopkeeper I don't want to see the moon the next day. But such a strong Jing'er even had a fever and was sent to the hospital. How did this happen again? It really made him unable to understand.

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