Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 590
kitchen.

Lu Zhiyao was wearing an apron and was pressing juice for Quan wine. When he heard footsteps behind him, he didn't turn his head.

Suddenly there was a whistling wind in my ears!

Holding the glass, he quickly moved to the left, just avoiding the fist that was originally attacking his head. The glass full of juice was stable, and no drop of juice splashed out.

After missing a hit, Andrew retracted his fist with a smile, and said with a chuckle:

"Zhiyao, eating alone is not a good behavior."

He heard from Wang Hemiao that Steward Lu has been here for more than a day or two.

Lu Zhiyao put the glass on the dining table, turned to meet Andrew's gaze, and his tone was indifferent:
"Andrew, other things can be let go, but she, no."

It's not a discussion, it's a notification.

Unlike the forbearance in front of Quan Jiu, the man's strong aura is naturally revealed, like a long sword that has been wrapped in a scabbard for many years is finally pulled out, revealing a cold light.

Andrew leaned casually on the refrigerator door, glanced at the mole-like wound at the corner of his eye, and sneered:
"I didn't expect that after so many years, you still care about this little girl so much..."

Lu Zhiyao cleaned up the dining table without saying a word, skillfully.

Watching this scene, Andrew raised the tail of his eyes:

"Don't be a good heir, but come to the human world to bow your head and be a little girl, and learn so many skills to serve people, just to make her willing to be marked by you?"

Lu Zhiyao touched the glass and found that the watermelon juice was still too cold, he frowned slightly, and finally poured Quan Jiu a glass of milk.

"Step aside."

He looked at the man blocking the kitchen door.

Andrew raised his eyebrows lightly, stepped aside, and made a gesture of invitation.

……

living room.

"It's so late, you guys can leave tomorrow morning." Quan Jiu looked at the pointer on the wall.

When Wang Hemiao was happy, she wanted to lean on her: "My little Searle is so kind to me."

Lu Zhiyao put down the milk and stared at Wang Hemiao's death-defying action with cold eyes. Wang Hemiao received a chill from the air, stopped and touched his arm.

"The temperature drops really fast at night..."

Quan Jiu looked at the transparent glass: "Steward Lu, I remember that what I want is watermelon juice?"

Lu Zhiyao didn't change his face: "The watermelon at home is gone. If Miss needs it, I'll send someone to buy it tomorrow."

Andrew came back just in time, and when he heard this, he gave a strange "tsk" twice.

"Little Hill, it's so late, can I stay overnight tonight?"

"No."

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

Quan Jiu: "You are a big shot, I don't want the paparazzi to make headlines the next day."

Lu Zhiyao said concisely: "Men and women are different."

Andrew lay down on the sofa by himself, and winked pitifully at Quan Jiu:

"But I'm such a young girl, the object of thousands of girls' imaginations. It's not safe to walk alone at night."

Quan Jiu: "..."

Can your dignified blood be injured by humans?

"Especially this hand..."

He suddenly raised his left hand, which was injured by Quan Jiu.

"It's still aching now."

Quan Jiu: "..."

"Heavenly King, what's wrong with your hand?" As a fan, Ji Chushu immediately asked concerned.

Andrew glanced at Quan Jiu: "It's a long story, tonight I..."

"You sleep on the sofa."

Quan Jiu interrupted what he was going to say next.

Andrew's brows and eyes are soothing, like a successful cat:
"Okay."

……

twelve o'clock in the evening.

Right after Quan Jiu finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom, he saw a figure standing in the room.

She obviously locked the door, but for the blood clansman, the door lock is useless.

Andrew was lying on the sofa in a blue bathrobe, holding a glass of red wine, with red liquid flowing in the glass:

"Little Hill, let's discuss it, how about taking a sip?"

He eats once a week, counting the time, tomorrow is the day again.

In the last life, it was because they didn't understand the nature of the god's blood that they made her die at the age of 22.

Quan Jiu: "It's not negotiable."

Andrew stood up excitedly and gave her a popular science:
"It doesn't hurt. I heard that people who are smoked will have indescribable pleasure."

Quan Jiu poured cold water on it: "If you want to enjoy yourself, please enjoy yourself."

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a knock on the door.

"Miss, I heard movement in your room, what happened?"

Lu Zhiyao spoke calmly, as if he knew what happened in the house long ago.

The corner of Andrew's mouth hooked slightly, knowing that he was targeting himself.

Quan Jiu: "It's okay, I can solve it myself."

Lu Zhiyao stood still.

Didn't hear the footsteps leaving, Andrew stood up helplessly, knowing that if he didn't leave tonight, Lu Zhiyao would never leave this door.

.........

When Quan Jiu came back from school the next day, he was surprised to find that Andrew hadn't left yet.

"Are you addicted?"

Andrew was lying on the sofa, throwing potato chips into his mouth. No one else was present, and he showed his two fangs unscrupulously:
"Little Hill, you really don't want to try it with your brother?"

Quan Jiu directly threw a slipper over.

Door locks and anti-theft windows are useless to Andrew, and they cannot be driven away. Quan Jiu has no choice but to let him live.

Compared with Andrew's whereabouts, she was more concerned about whether he would tell Lu Zewen and Chris about it.

Fortunately, after two days of observation, there was nothing abnormal around, so Quan Jiu relaxed his mind and continued to go to school.

……

"Searle, here is your physical examination form." Ji Chushu handed the physical examination form to Quan Jiu.

Wang Hemiao touched her stomach:

"Why do you have to have an empty stomach for the blood draw? I'm starving to death. After the blood draw is over, I must have a good meal."

They couldn't escape the medical examination at the beginning of school, so they took the school bus early in the morning and came to the city hospital to line up.

The long line finally came to an end.

It was a female doctor who drew Quan Jiu's blood. Seeing that she was a little foreign girl, she said softly.

"Don't be afraid, my technique is good, it doesn't hurt."

This pain was like drizzle to Quan Jiu, she drew two tubes of blood, and waited for Wang Hemiao.

The female doctor put a label with the name on the small test tube containing Quanjiu's blood, and began to arrange for the next student to draw blood.

"Doctor Wu, this is the sample to be tested."

During the lunch break, the nurse sent the blood samples collected in the morning to the hematology department.

Dr. Wu was wearing a white coat, looking at the piles of blood samples, his Adam's apple moved slightly, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and accepted it with a gentle smile:

"Thank you for your hard work."

The nurse smiled shyly, flirted with her companions and left, and there was a faint sound of ridicule.

"Xiaoyu, Dr. Wu is really gentle to you, if you work hard, there might be something to play..."

Xiaoyu lowered her eyes shyly: "It's not like you don't know that Dr. Wu is polite to everyone."

"That's right, every patient of Dr. Wu is full of praise for him."

……

When Quan Jiu received the call from the hospital, he was still a little dazed.

"Is there a problem with the medical examination results?"

(End of this chapter)