No one knows monsters better than me

who am I?
where am I?
What am I going to do?
……

When the alarm clock cut through the silence in the early morning, Qin Ren, who struggled to open his eyes, seemed to have emerged from the deep sea.

First, my head felt a little dizzy like hypoglycemia.

After waking up, I felt very heavy.

To be precise, it is sour.

……

But if we really talk about the last thing last night, Qin Ren doesn't remember when he really fell asleep. Anyway, when the tiredness hit, he had already "saw" Su in a hazy state. Lily put almost a quarter of the contents in the small water glass on her belly.

It is self-evident who owns it and what it is there.

According to the "custom" of the blood clan, Qin Ren prefers to call it "Yunchang porridge".

At that time, Qin Ren vaguely remembered Vampire Ji's little red face, her drunken red eyes were bright red and watery, the tip of her nose, chin, and the corners of her mouth...all seemed to be stained with the rice paste left over from drinking porridge, saying Undeniably charming.

Hmm... Although these words are used to describe the small vampire princess, there is a strange sense of guilt.

But I have to admit that this sense of guilt seems to be able to increase a certain level of excitement...

"Fuck, am I really a pervert...?"

Qin Ren tortured his soul with a slander, looked around, it was 6 o'clock in the morning, and there was no trace of what happened last night in the quiet bedroom.

Gently pushing Luo Yao away in his arms, Qin Ren turned his head and smelled it on the other side of the pillow. The scent of Vampire Girl's hair was very weak, which was the "stock" from the past, which meant that she didn't follow her after cooking the porridge last night. Nine out of ten times I was embarrassed to sleep by myself, so I hid in the puppy kennel.

Qin Ren also verified this after waking up. The little black dragon in the kennel curled up into a little furry lump, sleeping soundly, and occasionally licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue.

"..."

So... what about the little drinking glass?
Qin Ren didn't know how many raw materials he provided for that cup of porridge yesterday, but he was really curious anyway.

Both curious, but also a little scared.

It's probably similar to the uncanny valley mentality. It's like many people don't dare to watch their own blood being drawn out of the tube when they are infused with a drip. Qin Ren is actually a little afraid to look at the small water cup, feeling that it will cause pain in his waist phantom pain.

Having said that, the average person just had fun with two snakes, and then was boiled so much porridge by the vampires, wouldn't they die if they didn't die?

But Qin Ren seemed to be fine except for being sore and tired.

In this regard, Qin Ren would not be self-righteous and think that he is the chosen one, he is just an ordinary social animal, and all of this is probably due to the mysterious power of the stigmata.

"Do other male exorcists do the same... or is it just my stigmata?"

Qin Ren touched his collarbone talking to himself, and the imprint of the white cross was quietly engraved there, as simple and unpretentious as ever.

Jingle Bell--

He was wandering around the house and hadn't washed yet, when a phone rang suddenly. Qin Ren was afraid of disturbing the girls at home, so he answered it without even looking at it.

"Hey?"

"Fuck! Brother Ren!"

"?"

Qin Ren was a little stunned when he came up with a crisp national quintessence:
"Brother Chi? Why are you?"

"Nonsense, did you wake up or didn't sleep?"

"Huh—"

Qin Ren yawned and squeezed out two tears:
"Sleeping, but not fully asleep..."

"Fuck, you have to catch an early flight today, forgot? You didn't sleep well last night, what the hell? Are you playing with snakes?"

"Uh…"

Qin Ren was stunned for a moment:
"That's right... Hey, why are you calling me so early in the morning?"

"Who the hell wants to call you..."

Zhou Chi was also yawning impatiently:

"...Hurry up and call Sister Yun back. She said she couldn't get through to you, so she just called me and got me up. It's unlucky... What's the matter with your phone?"

Sister Yun?

When Qin Ren heard this, he hung up the phone in a hurry. Only then did he realize that when he adjusted the alarm clock yesterday, he had accidentally set his phone to [timed flight mode]. No wonder Sister Yun couldn't contact him. Chi must not be able to get through to himself.

"Sister Yun, Sister Yun..."

Qin Ren murmured, and while running to the bathroom to wash up, he called Yun Wanhe back.

beep--

"Hello? Xiao Qin?"

"Sister Yun, I'm sorry, my phone..."

"Oh, stop talking, where are you? Have you gone out yet?"

"Immediately, it's about to go out."

"Okay...I'm at the airport, come here quickly...Ah Choo!"

"Understood, Sister Yun, be careful not to catch a cold, find an air-conditioned shop and sit, I'll be right there."

"Hmm, hurry up..."

……

Yun Wanhe, who was far away at the airport, hung up the phone, stroked her heart, looked at the sky outside the glass wall of the airport, and gently cupped her hands and let out a puff of white air.

Idiot junior, he knew he was worried about her catching a cold, but he didn't know to come earlier...

If he had come earlier and stayed by her side, wouldn't she be warm...

The Minister was muttering thoughts, and his eyes accidentally fell on the reflective metal pillar beside him. Looking at himself inside, he subconsciously smoothed his ears and hair, flicked his bangs, and began to check his own attire.

Although the business trip this time has elements of government-funded tourism, it is also considered work in name, and it is work, and the minister will dress up for business.

A thick khaki windbreaker, a thin heather gray cashmere scarf, dark gray thick pantyhose as a base, apricot high heels about 5cm...

The clothes are simple yet classic, but Yun Wanhe's obvious consideration and refinement can be seen in other details. Not only is the bun on the back of her head more delicate and smooth than usual, but the jewelry is also a full set of carefully selected Tiffany, including A pair of silver wheat earrings, a leaf necklace, a plain silver bracelet…

In fact, these three common things are already quite a lot for Yun Wanhe. Before going out, she even considered whether to wear an anklet on her ankle.

But after thinking about it, it feels a bit strange, after all, it’s not summer, and it doesn’t make much sense to wear it. Who would look at their feet when they are fine?

If he intentionally decorated his ankles, it would be bad if Xiao Qin felt that his leader was a pervert...

……

In this way, I don't know how many times I checked my appearance in front of the metal pillar, how many times I practiced the expression when we meet later, a cry finally reached Yun Wanhe's ears from far and near.

"Sister Yun—"

"!~!"

Yun Wanhe moved her ears, stretched her snow-white neck, turned around and searched for a while, and then successfully saw the young man who was waving and smiling at her in the crowd, and came towards her with a suitcase.

"Ah! Little..."

Yun Wanhe opened her lips happily, but then she remembered the many expressions she had practiced just now, if she just yelled and responded to him happily, wouldn't it be a waste of effort, and also It seems that I have been waiting for him for a long time...

I'm just waiting for him to get on the plane together, but I can't do it like... like a date... like...

As a result, Yun Wanhe's pretty face flashed a slight blush, and restrained the overly obvious happy expression on her face, she just raised her jade hand and waved:
"Xiao Qin, this way."

As soon as Yun Wanhe finished speaking, a huge force suddenly came from her wrist, and her wrist suddenly hurt and then became cold again. When Yun Wanhe reacted with furrowed eyebrows, she realized that her bracelet was broken. An aunt who looked weak at first was snatched away!