[Comprehensive English and American] You have to pay rent even if you are a ghost

He should obviously have consulted with Sabrina Brown.After all, as a wizard, Raffaele has excellent physical fitness, so his sudden fever this time must not be underestimated.How effective is it to take ordinary antipyretics! !

Sabrina Brown heard that she has a little business relationship with the American wizarding community, and she must have wizarding potions.

Tate quickly climbed out of the covers, trying to find Sabrina Brown.

However, when he had this thought, he was pushed down on the bed by Raffaele grabbing both wrists.

Raffaele arched his back slightly, opening a narrow space in the quilt.Tate was lying face up on the bed, looking a little dazed.

When he realized their current posture, Tate hurriedly struggled to get up, and said: "Don't lean over, Lafite, my body is too cold, it's not suitable for you to cover your sweat." Tate shook and was detained Wrist, "You loosen it first, I'll go find Sabrina, she..."

"Honey." Raffaele leaned over slightly, looking into Tate's eyes with unusually deep blue eyes at this time, and said quietly: "Bringing Sabrina at this time, are you doing it on purpose?" mad at me?"

Tate: "Huh?"

Raffaele clasped Tate's wrist with one hand. Although his body was still hot, his strength was much stronger than Tate's.As long as Tate doesn't want to put all his eggs in one basket and hurt Raphael, he won't be able to break away from Rafael's hand.

Tate couldn't figure it out at all. He just wanted to help Rafaelette reduce his fever, and how he developed into this way.

Where is he mad at Raffaele!

Just when Tate didn't know why, a hot hand slid in along the hem of his pajamas.

Tate's eyes widened suddenly, and his body trembled subconsciously.

Raffaele lowered his head, his forehead touched Tate's forehead, and a deep and slightly hoarse laughter came out of his throat, and he said meaningfully: "Sweetheart, you are probably the only one in this world who can make me warm up." people."

"La, Lafite..."

Tate's voice trembled, and his mind went blank.

If he was not mistaken, Raffaele was running a fever, wasn't he?Even if he took the medicine, it's impossible for the medicine to take effect so quickly, so he obviously has a severe fever now, right?

Moreover, he also saw Rafael's face just now, which looked very weak.

But how did things develop like this all the way?

Now, is it time to do that?

Tate swallowed, the hot palm stroking his waist and tending downwards made his waist go weak for a while, and he couldn't help twisting the palm that wanted to avoid Raffaele.He licked his lips and murmured, "It's not that... get married first... and then..."

"Go fuck and get married first." In the cramped environment, Raffaele's blue eyes were frighteningly bright, and he swears without hesitation, which directly stunned Tate.

Raffaele leaned down and took Tate's lips in his mouth, and the palm that had sneaked into Tate's clothes caressed Tate's smooth back almost recklessly, and then his waist.

Tate didn't know if Raffaele managed to cover his sweat, but he knew that his body was burning like a fever.

In a daze, Tate heard Raffaele say angrily: "Get on the bus first, then make up the fare, the same."

……

Raffaele originally thought that the untimely death in his previous life was enough to be fucked, but what he didn't expect was that in this life separated by more than 300 years, he would experience the symptoms of weakness that year before his birthday.

No matter what he said in his previous life, he lived to be 38 years old and spent 20 years with Phoenix.How come 20 years have been cut off from this life, and he didn't even give him a chance to get a marriage certificate with Tate seriously.

Obviously his body was exhausted, but a fire was burning in his heart, which supported him to push his lover down on the bed, nibbled him neatly, and uttered a hearty Sweating profusely.

Even if it was death, he failed to have sex with his lover by his side. Whether it was him or Tate, wouldn't it be too pitiful!

From morning to afternoon, Tate, who had been tortured severely by Raffaele, had red eyes and red marks on his shoulders and clavicles. He was sleeping unconsciously at this time.But Raffaele opened his eyes, feeling the temperature of his body gradually dropping.

His fever subsided, but the abnormality of his body did not ease.

The feeling of weakness that made him unable to do anything in the previous life reappeared again.

Raffaele looked at the ceiling expressionlessly, and this time there was determination in his condensed eyebrows.

For wizards, the body is the superficial container for magic power, and the real container is the soul.

In the last life, Raffaele, who was obsessed with it, should not have been ignorant after death, and more than 300 years later.With his original strength and obsession, no matter what, he can stay in the world as a nail household ghost.

Rafael didn't know what went wrong with him back then, but in this life, even if he turned himself into a vengeful spirit, he would stay with Tate.

Tsk, if he had known about the dark materials in this house, he would have wished he hadn't taken them out.

If this house can still form a powerful force to bind the soul, as long as Raffaele dies here, his soul can stay in the world and accompany Tate.

Raffaele doesn't have much obsession with life and death, the only thing that makes him obsessed is his phoenix.As long as Tate is around, Raffaele doesn't care about life or death.

It's not that he never died!

Thinking of this, Raffaele sat up, stroked his sweaty blond hair, and got out of bed.

The first thing he did when he got out of bed was to tuck Tate in the quilt, and then he took off his slippers and ran to the public bathroom on the third floor to take a shower and change clothes.

He looked at himself in the full-length mirror, and slowly stretched his fingers.

Now is the first day, and the magic power has not declined too badly.Therefore, without delay, what he wants to do must be done as soon as possible.

Standing at the end of the corridor, Raffaele called Sabrina Brown.

Unbeknownst to Raffaele, after he went out, Tate, who seemed exhausted and unconscious, slowly opened his eyes.He turned over slowly, looking at the closed bedroom door, his eyes, which had been crying for a long time, were now filled with tears.

Tate blinked hard, sniffed, and tried to close his eyes.

Raffaele didn't want him to know, he could pretend not to know.No matter what happens, there is only one thing, he will never allow it.

Raffaele must not leave him alone, never!

Sabrina Brown, who was in a meeting, threw the meeting directly to her assistant and rushed back to 444 Rosewood Avenue as quickly as possible.

"Your Highness?"

Sabrina Brown walked quickly into the living room and saw Raffaele sitting by the burning fireplace with a dull expression.

There is a palm-sized space bag on the coffee table, and a piece of parchment full of cursive characters is placed on one side.

Raffaele raised his chin slightly, gestured to Sabrina, and said, "You run for me, and go to the black market in the other world to help me buy the things on the list."

"Yes, Your Highness." Sabrina Brown picked up the parchment, glanced at the items on the list, her fingers trembled suddenly, "These, these are...?"

Sabrina Brown is no longer that novice demon back then. Her ability to handle affairs is obvious to all. With the backing of a demonic force, she opened up a network of relationships in the United States and the world in less than a year. If you can talk a little bit on both sides, you will naturally understand more and more things.

Each of the items displayed on this parchment is full of dark power, which is completely different from the usual habits of His Royal Highness Raphael.

As Sabrina Brown had been accustomed to, she had reverence for Raffaele.Although Raffaele does not allow her to salute, she will never look down at Raffaele's face at this time when Raffaele is sitting, unless Raffaele allows her to kneel down and look up at her face. Your Highness.

But what was on the parchment made her palpitate, and she subconsciously looked at Raffaele's face.

The keen female demon immediately noticed the strangeness. She subconsciously thought of the snowy day more than 300 years ago, her knees softened, and she knelt down in front of Raphael.

"Your Highness, Your Highness...you...you are..." Sabrina Brown's tears fell all of a sudden, bloody tears winding down her cheeks.

Raffaele looked at Sabrina Brown calmly, and said lightly, "I'll be fine. Wipe away your tears, don't let Tate see anything."

Sabrina Brown clutched the parchment tremblingly with one hand, and wiped her tears vigorously with the other hand, but the more tears were wiped, the more she wiped.

Raffaele couldn't help sighing, and said slowly: "This time, I decided to fight. Sabrina, get the things above as soon as possible."

"Yes, yes, Your Highness." Sabrina Brown got up from the ground, wiped her tears vigorously, first carefully read the contents of the parchment, and then rolled it up and put it in her pocket.Sabrina Brown also received the space bag on the coffee table.Part of the parchment was extremely expensive, and Sabrina Brown could not afford it herself. The contents of this interspatial bag were funded by Raphael.

At this moment, some heavy footsteps came from the stairs.

"Rafi?"

Tate's slightly hoarse voice came along with the sound of footsteps, and he walked straight down the stairs in his pajamas while wearing slippers.

"Sabrina?"

"...Well, come here and report something."

Sabrina Brown avoids Tate's eyes.

Raffaele stretched out his hand to Tate, and said with some reproach: "Why did you get up?"

Tate walked slowly to Raffaele, the fireplace was burning brightly, and the place was warm.He put his hand on Raphael's palm, and first rubbed Rafael's forehead affectionately. The hot heat had faded away, which finally made Tate relax a little bit.

Raffaele originally wanted Tate to go back to the room and continue to sleep for a while, but Tate sat on the ground directly against the chair where Raffaele was sitting.

It should be said that thanks to the rather thick carpet in this part of the living room, it would not be possible for Raffaele to grab someone and throw him back into the room.

Sabrina Brown was so blocked, she couldn't help but look strange, she said hello to Tate and hurried out the door.

When the door was closed, Sabrina Brown looked back in a strange way, and glanced at the two sitting in front of the fireplace.

Raffaele couldn't beat Tate, so he could only let him sit on the carpet.But at this time, Tate was lying on Raphael's knee in the current posture.Raffaele put his hands lightly on Tate's hair, slowly stroking the golden-brown strands, as if soothing a begging animal.

Raffaele couldn't see Tate's face, but Sabrina Brown could.

Tate has a pair of beautiful black eyes, most of the time like bright and twinkling stars in the dark night, but at this moment it is like a dead moonless night, full of deep twilight.

Sabrina Brown clenches her fingers beside her.

……

It is not an easy task to collect all the things Raffaele told Sabrina Brown in a short time.After all, some things can be bought not with money, but with equivalent things.

Sabrina Brown didn't dare to delay, these days she almost lived in the black market, and she almost stepped on the threshold of the intelligence dealer.

Even with all their efforts, only one-third of the total number of parchment items were collected in two days.She went back to Los Angeles first, handed the things to Raffaele, and then went to the midnight bar.

As a demon living in Los Angeles, of course she knew about the midnight bar.It's just that, as a woman with new ideas in the old days, Sabrina Brown does not reject the existence of bars, but she has never been interested in bars, so she has never visited bars.

She didn't talk nonsense to Father Midnight at all, and only told Father Midnight one by one the things she urgently needed, as long as he had them, she was willing to pay for them.

Father Midnight swears that he has never seen such a bold devil in shopping in his life.With a businessman's venomous vision and loud calculations, he didn't hide his intention to slaughter fat sheep, and Sabrina Brown still didn't bat an eyelid, and it was a pleasure to give the money.

While Raffaele was unwell and Sabrina Brown was busy gathering dark material, something happened in Los Angeles.

Here comes a demented serial killer, and the nine victims who appear overnight in the Los Angeles River put the LAPD on the cusp.

It's just that neither Sabrina Brown nor Tate has the heart to ask about these things.

All their energies were put on the weakening Raffaele, especially Tate, who had to help Raffaele cover and prevent Ben and Vivienne from seeing the clues.And Benson Harmon, that little guy was also the object of Tate's defense.

Who told that kid to know what, Ben and Vivienne would know it later.

After receiving the dark items from Sabrina Brown, Raffaele set about decorating the house.

It is also frustrating to say that he took out and burned the dark materials in the house with his own hands. Now, he has to copy the original formation and insert the dark materials back...

The impermanence of the world makes people helpless.

Because of insufficient materials, Raffaele could only spread the formation on the third floor of the house. It was not like the state of the house before. The whole house and the courtyard were a prison for ghosts.

However, Raphael was slightly relieved to have completed the formation on the third floor for the time being.

Although he has never used this kind of dark formation, he believes that he has completely copied the previous big formation. If Rafaelie dies on the third floor, his soul should be able to stay on this floor, unlike the previous life. In that way, I lost all consciousness unconsciously, and when I woke up, it was more than 300 years later.

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#818Spicy kick the protagonist who kicked his own plan#

Raffaele: Never mind!Even if I die, I will eat Tate before I die! ! ! !

Tate: Uh...

Raffaele: Otherwise, I won’t be human any more when I’m with you in the future TAT

Tate: ...

Raffaele: Anyway, I don't really have a fever and it won't infect you.Come on, give me a kiss (づ￣3￣)づ

Tate: Wh...whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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