vampire breeder

Chapter 17

Going to Long Sansui's house on the weekend, Songyan troubled Brother Hao Ying to take over, and he put on new clothes and waited for him at the door of the house.

If you actually go by car, it must be very convenient, but if you are on the mountain, the fare should be saved. Long Sansui also said that he would come to pick him up

Yourself.

He lowered his head and counted the time, thinking that it should be almost here.

But why is there no one up to now, and there are no people on the street or at the end of the street. He didn't know what he was doing. He touched his

Arms, fortunately, I wear a lot, otherwise it must be cold.

Just as he was thinking, a gust of wind blew behind him, making him shiver.

When he turned his head, Long Sansui had big wings on his back, flapping them with a plop, and a big layer of dust was raised on the ground.

Song Yan was so shocked that he was almost speechless, and it took him a long time to think of a word: "You???"

Long Sansui touched his hair blown by the wind, and explained: "It was too headwind when I came here, so I'm late, I'm sorry.

"

"It's okay, I just want to know, did you fly over like this?" He was not afraid of being caught, and then sent to the research room

?

"Well, that's how it came over."

"Then shall we still take the car?"

"No, I'll take you with me."

"Take me?"

"Ah."

Then, Song Yan clutched his shoulders and curled up on the ground, while Long Sansuiyi knelt beside him with a guilty expression on his face.

"Sorry, sorry, it's the first time I've used wings to lead people."

Song Yan couldn't even say the words if it really hurt. Fortunately, he didn't fly too high, otherwise, his arm would probably be broken

.

"Trust me again, I won't hurt you."

"I'd better go by car." Song Yan didn't want to try again.

Long Sansui stood up, couldn't help but give Songyan a princess hug, although his arm didn't hurt anymore, but why?

Feel like this pose is embarrassing to death?

"Is that possible?"

"You let me go."

"Does your arm still hurt?"

"It's not uncomfortable, but this posture?" He still wanted to go down first.

Long Sansui only heard him say that it was not uncomfortable, and he tiptoed, just like the Kung Fu show on TV, soaring into the sky, Song Yan was so frightened.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes.

Because of fear, I dare not look at what it looks like below.

"Want to take a look? The scenery below is beautiful."

Long Sansui, who never cared about anything other than himself, said this, Song Yan secretly squinted his eyes and looked down.

Thousands of miles away, I was so frightened that I hugged Long Sansui tightly.

"Why is it so tall?"

"If you fly too low, it's easy to be seen."

"It turns out that you also know that you are afraid of being seen."

He said it funny, opened his eyes and looked at Shanglong's three-year-old eyes, both of them blushed, and hurriedly avoided

.

As soon as I thought of being held in my arms like a girl, my heart began to beat faster, and neither of them spoke,

Song Yan felt that he could hear the heartbeat clearly, and Long Sansui must have heard it.

"Plop, plop."

Can hear clearly.

Song Yan raised his head in astonishment, looked at the person holding him, and asked doubts.

"Your pulse seems to be beating fast?"

"Uh, uh, didn't I fly with you in my arms?"

Vigorous exercise is also true.

Long Sansui then asked back: "Your dance is also very fast?"

"Nonsense, I am flying so high for the first time, can I not be afraid? And you forgot that when you flew for the first time, you fell from the upstairs of my house.

Is it time to go down? "

"It will definitely not happen now, even if I fall, I will protect you from getting hurt."

"Just say you won't fall, isn't it okay? Why do you still make metaphors that you will fall?"

"I want to put your mind at ease."

"Forget it, hurry up, don't you feel cold?"

"Ah."

If he continued, his beating heart must not be due to flying too high.

"Do you have to fly so far home every day?"

If the calculation is correct, they have been flying for at least half an hour. How long will it take to come back this night?

"This time it's really here."

Long Sansui slowly descended holding Songyan in his arms. At first, Long Sansui's feeling of pity disappeared when he saw the vermilion door.

Long Sansui led him inside.

The size of the yard was terrible, a pond with water lilies was bigger than Songyan's sleeping room, he remembered that he thought Long was three years old

Those who feel pitiful feel pitiful.

What's even more shocking is that the rooms like rolling hills, Long Sansui said that those are empty rooms, or they are used to store things

warehouse.

Walking through the long corridor, there is something even more frightening in the opened door.

The man who came out of the house.

Long Sansui's father is the author Songyan has always liked. When the idol appeared in front of him, Songyan froze there.

, completely at a loss.

Contrary to Long Sansui's stunned temperament, Father Long is an enthusiastic person, who took the initiative to pull Songyan's hand into the house and greeted him familiarly.

He said: "My son, thank you for taking care of me. Let me take care of you today."

Songyan mechanically turned his head to look at Long Sansui. He was looking at Father Long and himself with bright eyes, and he didn't intend to explain at all.

Next, this is a completely unexpected situation.

Father Long invites people to eat, and Long Sansui sits with Song Yan.

The top-quality pork belly is served on the dining table, both the color and the aroma completely arouse people's appetite.

Long's three-year-old mother called halfway and couldn't go home, so the three of them had dinner first.

Father Long is very talkative and treats Song Yan better than Long Sansui. He is responsible for the barbecue for Song Yan.

Ok another thing, boiled pork blood.

Because people also eat pig blood, so it is not disgusting.

Songyan looked at his bowl which was the same as that of Long Sansui, this was the first time he could eat together.

He used to kneel next to him before, but the feeling of sitting beside him like this is a bit subtle now.

"Xiao Song, come and eat more meat, you are so skinny, you should eat more."

Papa Long smiled and put the meat into his bowl, Song Yan quickly regained his senses: "Thank you."

"Thank you, you are a great kindness to our family."

He thought about it thoughtfully, and looked at his son again, his eyes were saying that he was doing well, Long Sansui hooked the corner of his mouth,

Smiled lightly, undeniable.

Father Long was smiling the whole time, not to perfuse his hypocrisy, but to smile sincerely. He is a very kind father.

Honey, Songyan thought so.

After dinner, Long’s father took many treasured books and shared them with Songyan. Long sat quietly at the age of three and listened to what they said.

In other words, many things are depicted in my mind, and there are many beautiful things in those illusions, and I am reluctant to give up.

Song Yan was slightly distracted and touched Long Sansui's closed eyes.

Father Long smiled kindly, recalling a lot of things in the past, and the topic changed from literature to Long Sansui.

That was the talk of him as family.

Don't tell other people's private affairs.

Long was three years old and was an unaccepted child.

It is a taboo for him to have a human wife.

Little children gradually find that they can only survive for a long time by relying on human blood. As long as they leave the blood, they are like human beings.

It is like being out of water, unable to survive, and the thin wife cannot act as a pillar to support the children.

The child they begged for with all their heart can only let him sleep forever.

Waking up after a long sleep, they were worried, but one day, someone told him that there was Gui...

"Dad, don't say strange things to him."

Father Long silenced in time, "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, because I can't help it when I think about it."

Now the noble person next to the child has appeared.

The chat after dinner is over.

Three-year-old Long sent Songyan home.

Father Long warmly invited him to come home next time, Song Yan just nodded silently.

"Dad is a bit talkative, but he is still very kind. Next time, can you go back with me?"

"A very kind man indeed."

When he was hugged by Long Sansui, he suddenly pouted, feeling extremely weird in his heart, as soon as he entered the urban area, he would

He said coldly, "Put me down and go back by yourself."

Long Sansui would not refute what Song Yan said, he honestly found a street, put Song Yan down, he wanted to follow, but

He was coldly stopped by Song Yan.

"Don't follow me, go back to your own home."

"Oh."

If he stood still and didn't leave, Songyan would go first, and Songyan, who turned his back, gritted his teeth tightly.

Who is he pitying now, and who is the real pity?

He is the most pitiful person, he is pitiful without knowing it.

He has a complete family and people who care about him, but he thinks he is a special existence, but in fact he is just a passing person.