Chapter 573
After being yelled at by him, Quan Jiu froze in place.

In the darkness, the back of a small ball was tense. He buried his head in his chest, and when he found that there was no sound behind him, he showed regret again.

"I... am not trying to kill you."

The tone of Lu Zhiyao's explanation was stiff, echoing in the empty escape passage.

Quan Jiu guessed a little bit, moved his steps, and walked slowly towards him.

Hearing the movement behind Lu Zhiyao, he tightened his fingers and lowered his head even lower, he almost begged:

"Don't come here..."

Quan Jiu picked up the hem of her skirt, squatted down beside him, and placed her chubby hands with a milky smell on his shoulders.

She could clearly feel that after she approached, Lu Zhiyao's whole body was almost stretched into a bow, which might break at any time.

"Don't be nervous."

Her immature childish voice is soft, because the little tiger teeth just fell out, her speech leaked, and the pronunciation of each word was not standard, Quan Jiu spoke very slowly word by word, and was able to barely correct the pronunciation.

This clumsy and not-so-intelligent way of speaking unexpectedly has a soothing power.

"I don't look at you." She patted his shoulder with her little hand, as if coaxing a child,

Lu Zhiyao's whole body was visibly relaxed, but he still remained vigilant.

Quan Jiu didn't seem to notice his vigilance, and kept stroking his back repeatedly:

"Lu Zhiyao, thank you for coming to rescue me today."

Although the two were the same age, the little boy was born early, and his figure was thinner among his peers, while Quan Jiu was full of fat, like a round glutinous rice ball.

Lu Zhiyao buried his head in his arms, his black eyes drooped slightly, and a red light occasionally flashed in his eyes.

Smelling the bloody smell wafting from her wound, two small crooked fangs appeared uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, at least twice the size of Lu Zewen, round and small.

According to the tradition of the blood clan, children under the age of ten are considered infants. During this period, they can't suppress their desire for blood, so they can't freely control their fangs.

Lu Zhiyao was somewhat frustrated.

He didn't want to frighten her by baring his fangs.

Of course Quan Jiu knew what was going on in his heart.

The blood race does not kill innocent people. In the original plot, the boys and girls who were sacrificed will be released after a year of blood supply.

No matter how good a human tribute is, it cannot stay in the blood clan for more than a year.

Only she is an exception.

The only surviving god blood allowed her to stay in the blood clan for a long time, and grew up with the blood clan people, becoming the only alien in the blood clan.

In the original plot, in order to appease her, Chris specially ordered that no one should be allowed to reveal her true identity to her before she became an adult.

In this way, the original owner lived in Truman's false world for 17 years, naively thinking that all the companions around him were ordinary human beings.

And in this life, because of Lu Zewen's surprise attack, she was "forced to know in advance" the existence of blood clansmen.

Quan Jiu's voice is tender and crisp, echoing in Lu Zhiyao's ears:

"Lu Zhiyao... I won't be afraid of you."

She knew what he was worried about.

Among the four Louis brothers, Lu Zhiyao is the one who treats her best, of course she can understand clearly.

Lu Zhiyao was worried that after she knew his true identity, she would alienate him and anger him, but she didn't know that she already knew their identities clearly.

Hearing her words, Lu Zhiyao's shoulders trembled slightly, knowing that his biggest secret had been revealed.

He slowly tightened his fingers, but still didn't dare to look up.

As a blood clan member, Lu Zewen hurt her only tonight... As Lu Zewen's younger brother, as a "partner in crime" who concealed her identity like other blood clan members, would she really not blame him...

"You look up at me."

She held Lu Zhiyao's shoulder more tightly.

Lu Zhiyao tilted his head, raised his hand to cover his mouth in panic, for fear that she would see the sharp fangs.

Quan Jiu said solemnly: "Even if you are a vampire GUI, you are much prettier than Lu Zewen."

Lu Zhiyao raised his eyes in disbelief, his black eyes opened slightly, full of astonishment.

Is she really not afraid?

The corners of Quan Jiu's mouth were slightly hooked, and the small dimples on both sides of his cheeks were faintly visible.

Perhaps her smile was so contagious, when she raised her hand again and pulled away his palm covering her lips, Lu Zhiyao forgot to struggle for a moment.

Two chubby fangs were exposed to the air.

White, small and exquisite, not scary at all.

Quan Jiu: "..."

Have been cute.

She stared at his newborn fangs with great interest, and instinctively stretched out her hand...

Lu Zhiyao didn't expect her to be so courageous, there was no time to hide, and the next second she felt someone poke her fangs lightly.

It's not that he hasn't touched his fangs before, but doing it himself and others are completely different.

Itchy, numb, not painful at all.

He squatted on the spot in a daze, forgetting to react for a while.

This is cheap Quan Jiu, she took out Lu Zhiyao's mobile phone, there was a click sound, followed by a white flash.

Lu Zhiyao raised his head when he heard the sound of the shutter, and his astonished little face happened to be captured by the camera.

Quan Jiu bowed his head and admired the photos as if he had found a treasure.

It was also at this moment that Lu Zhiyao really believed that the little green plum he grew up with seemed to really not mind that he was a shady vampire.

.........

After piercing this layer of window paper, the relationship between the two quietly changed.

It was the first time Lu Zhiyao ate in front of Quan Jiu.

The transparent water glass taken out of the refrigerator contained a bright red unknown liquid. The color was not as thick as human blood, but more like tomato sauce.

Quan Jiu was curious: "The color doesn't seem right?"

Wearing a small suit, Lu Zhiyao explained to her seriously: "This is diluted food."

He is still in his infancy, and the diluted food is enough to meet his needs.

Quan Jiu watched him eat, and Lu Zhiyao's face was calm from the beginning to the end. After taking a sip, his brows were slightly wrinkled, with a slight disgust, which was completely different from Lu Zewen's madness that day.

"When I'm a teenager, I won't have to drink every day." He looks like a picky eater.

Blood is like milk powder and breast milk for young blood people, and it is an indispensable nutrient.

But in adolescence, blood people can choose whether to continue eating.

This is the first time Quan Jiu heard this saying: "If you don't drink it, won't you feel uncomfortable?"

Lu Zhiyao hesitated for a moment: "It will be very uncomfortable."

It is thousands of times more uncomfortable than drug addiction, so since the birth of the blood race, only a handful of people have successfully quit.

Quan Jiu looked at him sympathetically: "If you really feel uncomfortable, I can reluctantly give you a bite."

Lu Zhiyao's round black eyes slightly opened, thinking of the smell he smelled in the hospital, he swallowed...

"I still don't want it, it will hurt."

and……

Lu Zhiyao's cheeks flushed slightly.

Marking and eating are two different things.

Drinking pre-refrigerated blood like he is today can only be called eating.

(End of this chapter)

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