Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 465
Just as he was feeling worried, a very faint smell of blood came from the air.

It was exactly the same as the breath she smelled from him not long ago when she was close to Cone Sheng Zero.

Someone is sucking Cone Shengzero's blood?

Jiulan frowned slightly at the beginning, and was about to step up to check the situation, but unconsciously hesitated.

Thinking of all the scenes of getting along with Lingsheng Ling before, and thinking of Keigo Atobe who was still waiting for her downstairs...

She pursed her red lips to dismiss the idea.

Going now will only add to the embarrassment.

Because there are too many things, Jiulan Chuyan can only ask Keigo Atobe for help.

For Keigo Atobe, this is not a big problem.

He took out the mobile phone that was not confiscated by the men sent by the Senate to arrest him, and called home.

First, he reported his safety, and then asked someone to help pack things.

Due to the distance between Hokkaido and Tokyo, the two of them returned to Jiulan Chuyan's room and waited.

Even though I haven't lived here for a long time, there is still a breath of Jiulan Chuyan in the air.

Atobe Keigo looked around the huge room, then frowned slightly and looked at Jiulan Chuyan who was sitting by the bed: "Do you like this decoration style?"

Except black is dark red... It really doesn't look like a girl's room.

Jiulan Chuyan heard the sound, looked around, and didn't think there was anything wrong, then asked without answering: "As my husband, you don't know that I like this?"

As vampires, black and red are synonymous with them.

And she herself has no feeling for other colors.

Atobe Keigo:"……"

I always feel that there is a pit waiting for him in front of him.

But he still said very honestly: "When you lived at home, you never said this before. Since you like it, I will have someone redecorate it after you go back."

For a long time, Jiulan Chuyan gave Atobe Keigo the feeling that he was happy with the situation and didn't care much about the things around him.

It now appears that this is not the case at all.

Like any ordinary girl, she has her own likes and dislikes.

It was just because I liked him at that time and was afraid that he would hate him, so I didn't expose too much.

Thinking of this, Atobe Keigo suddenly felt that his idea of ​​going after Jiulan Chuyan again was very good.

In this way, he can understand the most authentic Jiulan Chuyan.

Instead of blindly, she understood him unilaterally.

Jiulan raised her eyebrows lightly at the beginning of the speech, but did not refuse: "It's up to you."

They are already married, and it is inevitable that they will live in Atobe's house when they go back with him.

Soon, the time for parting came.

Jiulan Chuyan took Atobe Jingwu to send Jiulanshu and Jiulan Youji downstairs.

Everyone was very quiet along the way, full of the sad atmosphere of parting, lingering around everyone.

Until... the chairman appeared.

Seeing Hui Yan, the black master who had returned to his second-rate appearance, holding Jiulan Youji and crying bitterly, Jiulan Chuyan's mouth twitched fiercely.

Just about to help, unexpectedly, Hui Yan, the black master, clings to her again.

"Hey, Yu Ji is gone, and father only has Yan Yan, your daughter."

Jiulan's first words: "???"

The position of the temple jumped violently.

She raised her hand and pressed against the black master Hui Yan's face expressionlessly: "Chairman, when did I become your daughter?"

The black master Huiyan froze for a moment, then tilted his head to look at Jiu Lanshu, "Ah, Shu hasn't told Yanyan yet, did you entrust Yanyan to me half an hour ago?"

Rarely, Jiu Lanshu's expression was very relaxed: "Just as I was about to say it, you appeared."

(End of this chapter)