"There's nothing you can do about it, I don't have money." Jing Ling looked very calm, "If you don't feel tired, then you can throw yourself from the tree every day if you like."

I will move out of Luo Nei's house tomorrow.

"you--"

"What are you doing?" Jing Ling jumped back into the house in disgust.

Standing in front of the window, Jing Ling rested her arms on the window lattice and couldn't help but sigh: "You said you spent all this time chasing me. With your intelligence, I don't know how much money you would have made back."

For example, today, on the night of the [-]th, illegal vampires all go to the bar to eat and stock up on rations. However, the new owner of the bar does not know what he is doing here.

With such a boss, Jing Ling felt that the bar would not have to worry about bankruptcy.

It was rare for a girl to speak to him with such a helpless tone.

Fu Bing's heart moved slightly and he couldn't help but look up.

The girl was wearing a pair of pure white pajamas, and her long silver hair, which was a little frizzy while sleeping, was spread casually on the girl's chest, seeming to ripple in the moonlight.

Like a little princess raised in a palace, she is so beautiful that people passing by can stop and lose their consciousness.

Fu Bing pursed her lips and was momentarily speechless by Jing Ling's perfectly logical words.

He lowered his head slightly, avoiding the girl's cold blue eyes, and Fu Bing's voice was tinged with a sense of grievance that he had never noticed.

"Then you don't want that pendant either?" The pendant was still in his hand.

Jing Ling raised her eyebrows and said calmly: "I'll give it to you."

Fu Bing: "..."

After a period of silence, Fu Bing pulled Xiamu, who was holding a pillar beside him, and walked quietly towards the street.

Jing Ling stood in front of the window, expressionless as she watched the thin young man leave dejectedly.

After being in a daze for a while, Jing Ling's eyes fell on the tree in front of the window.

This tree used to grow very luxuriantly, but recently due to Fu Bing's constant night visits, it became quite bald.

There were many fallen branches and leaves on the stone-paved courtyard, all of which showed how badly the uninvited guest had fallen on his buttocks.

Jing Ling's eyes moved slightly, then she put on her clothes and jumped out of the window again.

……

When Xiamu came back, he saw his boss was lying on the sofa with his body drooping as if he was heartbroken.

Flawed eyes: "..."

Again.

Having worked with his boss for so many years, Xian Mu knows the typical characteristics of his boss's bad mood.

The first step is to like to pretend to be a bat.

Xian Mu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and then brought the brewed black tea to his boss.

"Boss, the black tea you want."

Fu Bing glanced at the steaming black tea with cold eyes, and then turned his head to the other side.

"I don't want to drink anymore, I want to drink blood."

After a pause, Xiamu replied in a natural tone: "Then I will go to the bar to get the simulated blood for you."

"I want real blood."

Xiamu: "..." Boss, I'm afraid you're not talking in your sleep.

For vampires with passes, the relevant departments no longer allow blood as food.

What they are afraid of is that these vampires will target people.

Moreover, every once in a while, the relevant departments will randomly check a group of vampires.

Xiamu objectively analyzed to his boss how much money drinking blood might cause him to lose, including fines, imprisonment fees, and so on.

The most effective way to calm down your boss——

Just talk about money!

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