"I need you to work by my side, so do you think I look like the kind of... CEO who likes this kind of bad taste?" He Chaosheng explained quickly.
However, Mulo smiled slightly and silently grabbed the paper on the table and handed it to him: "Mr. President, you have a nosebleed..."
"cough!
"He Chaosheng took the paper, wiped it and said: "Maybe... I drank unclean blood recently, you know... vampires have this kind of reaction, that is..."
"Do vampires also have nosebleeds? It's simply unheard of..." Mulo leaned closer and observed: "Can a vampire drink his own blood when he is thirsty?"
"You...stay away from me first...before you talk."
The distance between the two people actually did not cross the line, and there was not much contact, but He Chaosheng's reaction... was still very strong.
The perfect lines that are developed because of fighting are quite beautiful.
He Chaosheng wiped away the nosebleed and went out.
Well~ Compared with his vicious words towards Anna yesterday, this nervous and speechless look is quite cute.
Just as he was thinking about it, Mu Luo suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and immediately started coughing.
"Cough...cough cough cough!"
She coughed until she spit out a mouthful of blood, and then she felt better.
"Alas..." Mu Luo hurriedly picked up a tissue and wiped the table, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
The power of overdraft does not appear out of thin air. Every second of holding a holy weapon is overdrafting the hunter's life. Mulo is also well aware of the danger Anna poses to hunters, but she will always be a beam of light when hunters are unable to do anything.
Mulo is always the one who fights the most, and will probably be the first to leave.
I don't know how long it took before He Chaosheng walked in with a normal skirt. Although the black skirt was not a standard maid outfit, it looked very similar.
As soon as He Chaosheng entered the door, he couldn't help but cover his nose: "Why is there such a strong smell of blood? What are you doing in my office?"
"Ah... your nose is really good..." Mu Luo smiled awkwardly and said truthfully: "I just... coughed up some blood, but I have already cleaned it up. If you feel the smell, I will get it later. detergent."
He Chaosheng threw the skirt aside, looked at the blood-stained tissues in the trash can, frowned and said: "What do you call this... coughing up a little blood? Have you not recovered from the injury you suffered in the battle last night?! Look! I'm going to scold you lightly, that little girl is a disaster!"
"She is our hope." Mulo raised his hand and picked up the skirt and said, "I know you don't understand. Vampires, werewolves, ghosts... you are born with power, and you have never experienced the feeling of helplessness..."
"cough……"
Mu Luo coughed lightly, then smiled: "Do you want to watch me change, Mr. President?"
"It's not impossible."
He Chaosheng was angry and naturally wanted to confront Mu Luo.
Mulo ignored him, turned his back and opened the zipper on the side.
Although He Chaosheng said that, he would not really stare. After Mu Luo turned around, he turned his head sideways. The two children were facing the dazzling sunlight, feeling a little uncomfortable...
But compared to the sunshine, the smell of blood in the room made him more uncomfortable... He was not a vampire who would be accused of desire, but the blood that could nourish holy warriors was too sweet.
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"It's changed."
Mu Luo pulled his hair out of his clothes and turned around to see that He Chaosheng had indeed turned his face away.
Just because she knew it, she reminded him to change it.
"You don't look good." Mulo looked at the paper towels in the trash can and said with a smile: "I know you can't stand this. I will clean it up later. In fact... it should be easy for you to find a maid who can provide for you. After all, you are the president.”
"Don't want me to let you go." He Chaosheng suppressed the surging desire and said: "It is only right to pay back debts. Paying back with your blood can be regarded as repayment..."
"Are you crazy? My flesh and blood is fused with holy martial arts, so my blood will smell better. Drinking it will cause endless troubles..." Mulo said confidently.
Unexpectedly, He Chaosheng did not take the usual path. He stepped forward and grabbed her wrist: "As far as I know, no vampire has died because of the blood of a hunter. Do you think... I dare not?"
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