Cooking in the Monster Shelter

Concubine Lin has always had great expectations for the race of vampires.

After all, as one of the most prestigious Western fantasy species, whether it is the mysterious and infatuated handsome boy in "Twilight" (the key is to look good), or the elegant and bloodthirsty noble son in "Night ○ Vampire" (the key is Good-looking), all made her adolescent, and she seriously thought about the possibility of falling in love with a vampire-as a result, her interest was not in this dimensional space at all.

Lin Yu: I can't be born as a two-dimensional paper man, I'm sorry.

"From today, you are my person!"

The young man said something that sounded weird, and he hugged the humanoid stand in his arms tighter: "You are the only human in the shelter who knows Kesuzi. As long as you love her, I can do it. Give your heart."

Wait, this last line is definitely inexplicable, not to mention that there are so many Kesuzi fans, and a heart is ground into powder.

Concubine Lin politely chuckled, "Thank you. My name is Concubine Lin, and I don't know your name yet."

After finishing talking, I thought jokingly, it can't be the most old-fashioned vampire common name "Dracula".

"Just call me Dracula." He paused, and added in a very dissatisfied tone, "Actually,'Dracula' is among the vampires, and the name'Ergou' is almost the same in your eyes. So except In addition, you can call me "Two Dogs", "Gulala", "Kesuzi's Dog"."

Good, so honest!

Sure enough, there was something weird in the last two titles! Calling him "Gulala" really won't call the weird black fairy! Vampires are such a race that despises dignity, they are wrong!

—Ah, that’s not right.

Perhaps Lingxi is right, this guy is not a vampire at all, but a veritable "momentary dead house plasma lover", the two are purely completely different races.

Thinking in this way, it seems that you can easily accept the status quo.

Concubine Lin decided not to think about this issue anymore and took out a small paper bag from her bag, "Mr. Dracula, this is my dessert and I will give it to you."

De Ergou Gu Nara took the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, freed up both hands, and leaned the standing card in his arms on his right arm.

When the standing sign touched his body, the young man closed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth were subconsciously aroused, revealing a... no matter what the text description is, it will make people feel 18x smile.

Concubine Lin:...

Lingxi blankly plucked his eyes and wiped them carefully with the tissue in his pocket.

Shock! Leather dolls are self-harming online. Whether it is the loss of human nature or the distortion of morals, please pay attention to "Today's Statement: The Sins Under the Licensing".

And Dracula’s joyous expression, which resembles Gao ○, finally reached its peak after eating the first mouthful of meringue puffs. His squinted eyes instantly widened, and his trembling lips were covered with cocoa powder, as if he was in a drama. He has black lips like poison.

The shell is crispy, the pearl is cool inside, and a cool brown sugar aroma emerges when bitten. The two distinct tastes of meringue and cream are wrapped around each other, forming a wonderful taste that complements each other, and it pulsates between the lips and teeth very rhythmically.

"good to eat."

These two words didn't seem to be able to fully express his feelings. Dracula took a deep breath and swallowed the remaining amount. After gorging for a while, his eyes raised his head shiningly: "Super invincible cosmic explosion level is delicious! Yes! The best food I have eaten in nearly fifty years! I wish Kesuzi could taste it too!"

Since I mentioned the beloved Kesuzi, I must really like it.

Concubine Lin looked at him distressedly: "Excuse me, how did you come here in the past fifty years?"

"Very drifting, hungry and cold." The respected Earl Dracula poached with tears, "Since the trial of the heresy in my hometown, I have followed the tide to take refuge in the East for a while. There is no money, no property, no food, what can vampires do, and vampires are also very good. I have no choice but to be a humble Beipiao snail dweller. I am grateful to the Qichuan Shelter for taking me in. This is inseparable from the motherland's policies and the support of the local government..."

Be sober! You are a vampire from England, not a high school student answering political questions! What have you experienced all these years, Mr. Dracula!

It's so pitiful.

Lin Yan secretly sighed and gave him and Lingxi a piece of puffs.

"Don't look at him," Lingxi sneered. "The otaku's wife changes every three months. After a while, he will be crazy about another new role."

This is true.

Concubine Lin, who was also chasing a dog, agreed with this sentence and turned her attention away from Dracula: "Apart from you two, who else lives in the living area?"

Lingxi thought for a moment, and Junxiu's eyebrows frowned: "Sorry, love brains, naive ghosts-ah, here he is."

This is indeed a shelter for supernatural creatures, not a mental hospital.

and many more.

Who is coming?

These two words hit her heart like a hammer, and Lin Lin couldn't take a sigh of relief when she heard a crisp juvenile voice: "Is it the new employee sister?"

The sound was as sweet as a clear spring, with faint smiles, Lingling tapping on the eardrums.

Concubine Lin should go to the prestige, facing a pair of clear blue eyes.

The visitor was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. The complexion is fair, the cheeks are faintly crimson, the fluffy blonde hair is slightly messy and curled up, and the end is dexterously raised like a small hook; the curved eyebrows are drawn in beautiful arcs, and the corners of the eyebrows are faintly rippling, as if in a white night First quarter moon.

When he smiled, the dimples on both sides of his cheeks were looming, and people couldn't help but want to poke them.

The only difference between a genuine beauty and ordinary people is his pair of sharp, white ears.

Ms. Lin thought, are all supernatural creatures with such a high level of appearance? If the funds of the asylum are difficult to operate in the future, they may be able to make money by making their idol debut or developing the Cowherd Group.

Okay, she is already a little excited, please make her the number one VIP.

She briefly introduced herself and asked if he wanted a puff pastry.

The other party laughed deeper after hearing it, and there were small stars in the eyes of Bling, reminiscent of the first ray of light in the day: "Hello Concubine Lin, my name is Tweet Tweet, I belong to the elf species. The elf can only drink the morning dew. Eating other things will cause diarrhea."

Zhen Xiaoxian Nan only drinks flower dew.

However, the name "chop chirp" is quite cute, like a clear bird song, she held the two overlapping sounds in her throat secretly, and her tongue curled up slightly.

"Earl Dracula, is this your new girlfriend?" Tweeted a glimpse of the human-shaped stand and looked at it up and down in a novel way. "Junko must be very sad-you just bought her figure a week ago. ."

"Junzi" is the heroine of the popular drama a few months ago. For Dracula, who changes his wife once every three months, it is probably equivalent to the existence of an ex-wife.

He sneered at this incomprehensibly: "She is just a two-dimensional virtual character, how could she be sad."

Concubine Lin:...

At this time, you are very sober and cold, scumbag!

Dracula gave up his behavior and sighed deeply: "Unfortunately, there is nothing that can cross the plane in the fifth underground floor. If I can see Kesuzi and become a paper man without excretory organs, I would be willing. ."

…Although two-dimensional creatures do not have three-dimensional organs, why do you have to obsess about excretion?

Mr. Dracula, as a mature fan, you have to understand that characters in cartoons and novels do not go to the toilet. The toilet is only for washing hands, cheating and murdering.

The five floors underground store special objects without vital signs, which are roughly equivalent to Doraemon's pockets.

Concubine Lin thought to herself that although she couldn't use it at will like Nobi Nobita, she should go and take a look if she has time.

Tweeted and gave her a look.

He always speaks with a smile, his eyes like the blue ocean reflecting the sky: "You seem to be interested in the deeper floors."

Humans are curious.

"What's so fun in those places? It's the same as an iron cage." Dracula licked the cocoa powder left on the corners of his lips. "And the guys on the lower level are not as easy to talk as we are. It's just like me who **** human blood. Ten, none of them eat vegetarian food yet."

Thinking that when he was first brought in, researchers felt incredible about it—they had never seen a vampire that could sustain life on human food. It was a peaceful miracle.

Dracula responded with a sneer. He was once an arrogant boy who didn't drink blood but was flattened by life, so he could only choose to live with a smile.

Go to his peace miracle, this is clearly the power of poverty.

"Really?" Lin Hao smiled, "Apart from you, who else can **** blood?"

"Mutated blood sucking leeches, an ancient umbrella from the Tang Dynasty, snake monsters..." He listed them one by one, and then narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. "Speaking of which, I remember seeing a new man many years ago. Child. He is really ruthless too. He looks no different from a normal person. Unexpectedly, he broke free from the restraint during the **** and bit directly at the researcher's neck. He is even more vampire than me."

"I know about that," Lingxi echoed him infrequently. "At least five researchers were sacrificed at the time. The hall was full of blood. Pieces of shredded flesh were scattered on the floor. Some people even got through their hearts—"

Chi Chi turned pale: "Stop it! Can't we discuss a light-hearted topic like'Which is the better dew in New Orleans or Iceland'?"

Ah, sorry, it's beyond the scope of ability.

"Anyway, that has nothing to do with us." Dracula picked up the standing card with both hands and yawned lazily. "I'm going home to spend time with Kesuzi. Goodbye everyone."

After a pause, he focused his gaze on Lin Yu again: "Can I still get desserts in the future?"

Like a big golden dog begging for food.

Concubine Lin was amused by the thought and touched her nose to hide her smile: "I will supply it every day."

He nodded his head with bright eyes, hummed a little tune and left, still using the tenor bel canto.

A little magical, a little bit up, and her back was tingling.

Mr. Vampire is really local.

After Dracula, Tuo-Juo and Lingxi left on the grounds of "Liver Association Materials" and "Reading Books" respectively. Concubine Lin sat on the bench after eating the last puff, boredly taking out an employee certificate from the canvas bag.

Her registration photo looks really silly and silly. She obviously wanted to make a terrifying and serious look, but turned out to be like a fool with wide-eyed eyes.

In the "Department" column under the employee's name, the bronzing body is very neatly engraved with three large characters, which is not much different from the photo, and it is also square, dull and stunned.

It's not the "Ministry of Life" or "Logistics Department". The cold, hard-lined gold characters outline the clear and juan shape, which becomes more eye-catching under the white light.

-Task Force.

There is also a "captain" at the back.

It's not that she said, this proof looks like a joke, it's no different from the self-made card of the second-second girl, and it has no deterrent effect at all.

Thinking of this, Lin Hao took out the mirror from her pocket annoyedly, grinning at the mirror, trying to find an expression that makes her look not so good.

The result failed unexpectedly. She grew up like this, no matter how fierce she was.

The task force does not seem to be popular here, and has even been described as a group of maddened patients with secondary disease. In fact, they are also ordinary office workers who work hard to make a living on wages and just want to live a peaceful life. If it were not for succumbing to the power of money, who would willingly give up the life of a happy fat house in an air-conditioned room and instead fight and kill foreign creatures.

Ordinary office workers don't want to die.

As a woman of the country, Lin Yu has no ambitions. Her only hobbies are fat house and cooking. Although living at home is happy and leisurely, the recipes developed can only be enjoyed by a few people. The feeling is really not too good. It is like having a wonderful treasure and can only enjoy it alone.

Before being exposed, she decided to be a humble little chef happily.

As for this moment.

Lin Yu really wanted to go to the sixth floor of the basement for a stroll.

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