The Devil of the Walking Street

The second time he saw the boy was at the back of the small villa.

He stood ten steps away from Lan Ming and looked at him silently.

Memories flooded up all of a sudden... Well, the word "surge" cannot be used.After all, the two had only met once, and they hadn't even spoken to each other.

He's even taller than me...

The point of focus of the little devil is always a little bit off.

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For boys, once they open up the conversation box and become friends, it is just a matter of a while.

The sudden appearance of the man made the smiles on Lan Ming and Lei Nuo's faces froze immediately.

"You should go." Renault glanced at Larga and lowered his eyelids, but his raised ears revealed his nervous heart at the moment: "It's time to eat."

For a while, the young man filled his mind with many thoughts, the most of which was the grievances of the rich and the people.

Thinking of this, Lan Ming put away his smile and didn't ask too much. Instead, he nodded in a neutral manner, and followed the man into the dense forest from a path.

Sitting on a small white armchair in the open air, the boy with wolf ears narrowed his eyes, but couldn't help but let out a sigh.

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"The child you saw just now is my younger brother, Renault."

Originally, the two of them were walking well on the small road, and neither you nor I would speak, and they couldn't suffocate anyway, but the sudden voice of Larga really frightened Lan Ming quite a bit.

After roughly thinking about the content of his words, he couldn't help being even more surprised—is this the rhythm of the self-contained commentary?

"Huh?" The boy cooperatively gave a questioning tone and expression.

Larga suddenly lowered his head and glanced at the pretending Lan Ming.

"……and then."

"Only when you can fully transform into a human form can you enter the house." Larga's tone was a bit dull, as if he was worried about his younger brother: "He is not very talented, so he will work harder."

"Oh..." Lan Ming nodded, and indicated that he would not interfere with Cameron's family affairs: "I don't know, I just broke in by mistake."

After hearing his words, Larga chuckled inexplicably: "I just hope that the distinguished guests will not misunderstand the Cameron family. If he can be your comfort when you are bored, it must be very good."

Lan Ming frowned imperceptibly, feeling that this sentence was very uncomfortable to hear.

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In the beginning, in the days when he was alone, the teenager imitated his teacher who didn't know where he was, and hung out in bars.

It seems that what the werewolves provided was really just a temporary place to stay.

"Hello."

"Ah?" Lan Ming opened the door, not knowing what the smiling maid in front of her wanted to say.

"The owner asks you if you need to get rid of the tauren in the bar yesterday."

Lan Ming was stunned for a long time, and it took a while to remember what she said: "No need, I have already solved it."

The maid shook her head and said in a business-like tone, "The master thinks that a single beating cannot leave a permanent mark on that tauren's heart."

"It's just a guy with no eyes..." Lan Ming thought of himself who was almost taken advantage of, and was more concerned about whether his every move was under the eyes of werewolves, and his tone became impatient: "That's it. Thank you, Old Wolf, for helping me."

Before the maid could reply, the boy closed the door ungentlemanly.

He threw himself on the soft bed, feeling his body sinking deeply.

so tired.