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Chapter 443 There is a Han Han Blood Race 9
A roar of protest and dissatisfaction came from his throat, and the blood clan held Yan Ge's arm, staring at her with scarlet eyes.

Yan Ge glanced at him lightly, didn't pay much attention, and stepped forward.

The blood race hesitated for a few seconds, feeling suddenly agitated, walked to Yan Ge's side, and kept making noise to protest.

Yan Ge automatically blocked the noise of the blood race.

It wasn't until she brought the vampire into the house that she turned her head to face the disgraced chatterer.

After all, the blood-noisy spirit-clan was drilled out of the soil, its face was dirty and full of dirt, and its hair was even caked with mud.

Yan Ge suddenly had a headache.

How much water does it take to wash him off?

She sighed.

The blood race followed her and sighed, and even shook his head melancholy, looking rather worried.

Yan Ge was amused by him.

Why does this stupid thing learn everything?

See Yan Ge's smile.

The blood race blinked his eyes in thought, his pupils flashed with magnificence, he imitated the curve of Yan Ge's mouth stiffly, showing a naive smile with a face full of dirt.

Yan Ge: "..."

I can't help but laugh.

She coughed lightly, then turned around to get the tub and towel to bathe the vampire boy.

Seeing Yan Ge ignoring him again, the vampire boy was furious.

With his eyes wide open, all kinds of weird growls came out from his throat, making a lot of noise.

It wasn't until Yan Ge filled the tub with water, lifted the surface of the water and looked back at him with a smile, that the blood race stopped making weird noises, and slowly revealed that stiff, naive smile again.

Yan Ge: "..."

Be patient with younger children.

She took the blood race's hand and put it into the water, allowing the blood race to feel the feeling of being wrapped in warm water.

The moment his fingertips touched the water, the blood boy opened his eyes in surprise, and with a strange and short sound from his throat, he jumped into the bathtub like a monkey.

Yan Ge's body was splashed with water.

As if being splashed maliciously, there is almost no dry place on the whole body.

Yan Ge: "..."

Sin!
She wanted to leave for a while, to be quiet for a while.

but!

Just as Yan Ge took a step, another splash of water hit her.

Completely became a drowned rat.

The blood race stared at Yan Ge with eyes full of joy, and poured another handful of water on Yan Ge.

Yan Ge: "..."

The fairy is really going to lose her temper!

She rolled up her sleeves, walked to the bathtub in a few strides, picked up the water ladle with a hideous face, and frantically poured water on the vampire's head!
At the beginning, the people in the tub enjoyed it a lot.

But later.

This fool feels something is wrong.

He began to protest and struggle.

Like a cat that fell into the water, the whole body seemed to be hit by an electric current, and the strands of hair were clamoring for me to rise up!

But—it didn't work.

Because the more you struggle, the more violent the storm will come.

so that to the end.

His expression was dull, motionless like a salted fish that had lost its life, sitting at his disposal, accepting the water poured down from a ladle.

Finally, wrapped in a bath towel, he stood aside cowardly, and with those blood-colored pupils, scrutinized Yan Ge who was cleaning up the battlefield.

After dragging away the last water stain, Yan Ge let out a long sigh of relief, and turned to look at the blood clan who was standing obediently.

The boy who washed off the dirt, his skin was as pale as paper, which made the pupils that were different from ordinary people even more ghostly, but because of his extraordinarily finely carved facial features, he was more handsome, like a manju grown in hell Shahua is very charming.

(End of this chapter)