Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

The night slowly shrouded, and the moonlight was frosty, making the manor fall into silence.

The three lived separately, and the rooms were next to each other. Because of the open windows, there were constant exclamations from Apu's room. It was not the first time for Ove to adapt to the new environment, but he still couldn't sleep.

The wind blew the curtains, and he walked out of the room and stood on the balcony. The place where the sun would gather during the day was now shrouded in light and soft moonlight. Looking at the sea of ​​flowers from here, it was extraordinarily quiet and charming.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on the fence looking at the sea of ​​flowers swaying gently in the wind. He had obviously become friends, but there still seemed to be an empty place in his heart, and he couldn't find a place to fall down.

It's like the sea of ​​flowers in front of you, you can see its beauty, but you can't really touch it.

What exactly does he want?It seems that even I don't understand it very well.

"Alas..." Ove sighed softly.

"Can't sleep?" A gentle voice of inquiry came from the side, making Ove look over suddenly.

At some point, the person he was thinking of was already standing on the balcony next door, and he had been watching that standing posture for an unknown how long.

He changed his clothes before going to bed. It was not as rigorous and tidy as usual, but it was still good-looking. The moonlight shone on him, elegant and mysterious, just like the night they first met, it was amazing at first glance.

"No, I just think the flower fields at night are very beautiful." Ove stood up straight, enduring the inexplicable joy in his heart, "It's very different from the daytime."

"It's really beautiful." Shen Chun said with a smile, "If you hadn't reminded me, I would seldom appreciate such a view."

"Didn't you plant the flowers here?" Ove asked in surprise.

"I used to come and go in a hurry, and I would ignore it when I got used to it." Shen Chun said with a smile, "It's rare to calm down like this to appreciate a beautiful thing."

"You have worked so hard." Ove looked at him and said, "Occasionally you have to stop to comfort yourself."

"Okay." Shen Chun smiled.

Ove met the smile in his eyes, and turned his eyes slightly. There seemed to be a subtle and inexplicable emotion mixed with the excitement in his heart. He wanted to say it but couldn't, so he could only sigh softly.

"Ove, don't stand outside for too long." Shen Chun looked at the little priest's slightly worried expression and said, "Go back and rest early."

"Okay." Ove watched him get up and go back to the room, heaved a sigh of relief and went back to the room and closed the balcony door.

I didn't feel it standing outside, but when I returned to the room, I shivered slightly and realized that it was a bit cold standing outside just now.

Mr. Gwent is really caring.

They went back to the room, and Jagger only peeped from the balcony twice. Although the man didn't say much, it was enough to fool the little priest. Feel distressed.

But for such a person who is surrounded by countless servants, it is not an immediate matter if he wants to rest, if it is not for the fear of scaring the snake...

The sound of the door opening next to him was heard. Jagger opened the door lightly. When he held his breath and looked out, he found that the man was closing the door and leaving the room holding a candlestick.

It looked like he was going downstairs, and when the figure was far enough away, Jagger quietly followed.

Shen Chun's eyes turned sideways, completely ignoring the person following behind him. When he turned around and went downstairs, Jagger leaned against a wall in a hurry. He didn't rush to follow until the sound of going down the stairs came. When he reached the corner, the candlelight reflected on his face, making his deep purple eyes glow with a little red.

He went downstairs slowly, and when the light was about to end, Jagger held onto the stairs and slid down. Watching the man disappear at the corner of the stairs, he slid down again softly. There was only darkness left.

Jagger couldn't help but thumped the floor, and chased a few steps in the direction he turned, but the manor here was too big, and he couldn't find it after turning around.

He was tricked by the other party again, if he hadn't been discovered, he would have twisted his head off.

If you can't catch up, you can only go back, so as not to startle the snake.However, the moment he stepped on the stairs, the light illuminated the entire staircase from behind, making his figure nowhere to hide.

The empty voice came from behind: "Mr. Jagger?"

Jagger looked back at the man standing downstairs. His eyes were full of doubts, and it seemed that he was not very polite as a guest: "I feel thirsty, so I came out to find some water to drink. How about Mr. Gwent?" it's here?"

"Go to the kitchen to get some milk." Shen Chun stepped up the stairs and smiled as he passed by him, "It seems that you didn't find the kitchen."

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't drink water all night." Jagger looked at the steaming milk on his tray and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Gwent to have the habit of drinking milk before going to bed."

"Go down to the kitchen and turn left, and turn left again at the end. I hope you don't feel that the hospitality is not good enough." Shen Chun went upstairs after speaking.

Jagger gritted his teeth, for a moment he didn't know whether he should go or not. The other party was so reckless, which meant that there was probably no problem there, but it was also possible that he was taking advantage of his mentality.

When Jagger turned and went downstairs, Shen Chun smiled and knocked on the door of the little priest.

Ove was praying devoutly, and when he heard the knock on the door, he opened his eyes and asked cautiously, "Who?"

Whether it is the Holy See or the manor building at night, it feels terrible.

"it's me."

When the familiar voice came, Ove was surprised, "Mr. Gwent?"

"En." Shen Chun stood at the door and replied.

"Wait a moment." A panicked voice came from inside, followed by some eager footsteps.

The door opened from the inside, Shen Chun looked at the blush on the other's cheek and smiled, "Good evening."

"Good evening, why are you here?" Ove held the door, and the excitement and entanglement before filled his heart again.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night." Shen Chun carried the tray over and smiled, "I hope this cup of hot milk can give you a good dream."

With the heat rising slightly, Ove took the tray with both hands and said, "Thank you, it's too much trouble for you."

So Mr. Gwent left just now, did he go to help him heat the milk?

"Good night." Shen Chun smiled.

"Good night." Ove looked at the back of him leaving, the indescribable emotion seemed to make it difficult for him to breathe.

Turning around and closing the door with his body, he looked down at the milk in front of him, but there seemed to be a sweet taste brewing in his mouth.

Mr. Gwent, Mr. Gwent, Mr. Gwent...

His figure and name turned in his mind, the milk was brought to the table by Ove, and the temperature on it warmed his palm when he picked it up, and he almost brought it to his lips with a pious feeling, and drank it dry one gulp at a time.

Even after rinsing his mouth and lying on the bed, his mouth seemed to still be filled with that sweet taste, his body was warm, as if he was wrapped in something, and even his heart was filled with a warm and happy taste.

If you can always be friends with Mr. Gwent, it must be a very happy thing.

Jagger went to the kitchen, where he found the cold storage, but he only saw various fruits, vegetables, meat and milk, but he didn't see what he imagined.

This made him feel like he was suffering from hypochondria, as if he couldn't let this matter go completely without proving that Gwent was a vampire.

But what if it is proved?It may not be a good thing for the devil to tear off his disguised skin, but let him keep hiding his real purpose and wandering among human beings. At that time, he may plunge human beings into dire straits only by relying on those methods and various psychological inducements. Among them, there is also the ignorant and ignorant priest. He doesn't know that a strange man treats him well for no reason, and he will definitely ask for something.

But Gwent doesn't have to be a vampire, if he is not, he is a vampire hunter mixed in the human conspiracy, and will only be polluted and swallowed by them.

Jagger returned to the room and closed the door, the moon quietly turned to the west, covered with clouds and mist, and when the earth was dark, Shen Chun left the room.

Without needing a candle, it landed directly in front of a wall, stretched out his hand to push, the thick wall moved directly, Shen Chun stepped into the depths, opened another door, and stepped into the ice room.

The blood was poured into the cup and placed on the lips. The cold liquid would not have any effect on the body at all. Instead, the human temperature was simulated by force.

After replenishing food for a day, Shen Chun closed the door again when he came out, and the wall returned to its original shape when he came out.

……

When the morning light came, the scent of flowers permeated wantonly in the sunlight, and the servant delivered breakfast to the room one by one.

The horses rested for a night, and when they were hung on the cart, they kicked their legs restlessly. Many servants worked in the flower fields, cut out some blooming ones and placed them inside the manor, and dug out the withered ones. Then replant new flower branches, everything is thriving.

When Ove came out of the room, he just heard the sound of the door next to him.

"Good day, Mr. Gwent." Ove said, looking at his brown slim dress.

"Good day, Father Ove." Shen Chun smiled.

The carriage has been prepared for a long time, and Apu put the box on the carriage and waited there.

Ove stepped into the carriage and looked outside with an inexplicable reluctance. Apu sat beside him and whispered, "It's so beautiful here, living in a place like heaven every day, no wonder Gwent Mister has such a good temper."

"His good temper has nothing to do with the environment, it's his etiquette and upbringing." Ove said.

His calmness will not be easily disturbed by foreign objects, and he is a very mature and reliable person.

Jagger happened to hear these words when he went downstairs. He glanced at the little priest who was sitting quietly. The other party obviously didn't like him very much, and all this was thanks to the man who was pruning the flower branches.

In the past, he didn't care whether a clergyman liked him or not. They grew up in the Holy See, and the teachings they received were light and gods. The believers who went there were soft-spoken, and few people would bring evil and filth there. , This also caused the priest to look like a blank sheet of paper, making it difficult to see the deeper sinister heart.

"You can't just judge people by their appearance, or you will be the one who suffers at the time." Jagger said.

"Then how can we see people's hearts intuitively?" Ove looked at him and asked.

Jagger was speechless for a while: "In short, you have to see the deeper reasons behind his actions. A person who treats you well for no reason must have some other purpose."

"Then what's your purpose?" Ove asked.

His words were not impatient, just as if he was seeking knowledge, but Jagger got stuck again: "I..."

He was just kind-hearted for a while, and he didn't want to see pure white painted in pitch black.

But just now he said that being good for no reason has a purpose, and he really has no purpose.

This little priest is pure, but a person who can popularize the faith has a good logical ability to persuade people's hearts.

"Mr. Jagger, you can't even convince yourself." Ove said seriously.

Shen Chun watched the excitement from the side, then handed the bundle of tied flowers to Ovi and said, "For you."

"Huh?" Ove changed his seriousness when facing Jagger, and was a little flattered when he carefully held the flowers, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, these flowers have a sleep-promoting effect, and placing them next to the bed will help you sleep better." Shen Chun said.

"Thank you very much." Ove held the flowers in his arms, stroked the delicate petals with his fingers, and was so happy that he didn't know what to do.

"As long as you like it." Shen Chun got into the carriage and said with a smile, "Mr. Jagger wants to go to the Holy See together?"

"No need." Jagger has already realized that he is redundant in it, and with Gwent mixing in, it only takes a few words to make the little priest's attitude towards him even worse.

But it doesn't matter, he can wait for the moment when he tears off the disguise, he always has a purpose, and there is always a time when it is completely exposed, at that time, Ove will know that he has been fooled without any words.

"Then, goodbye." Shen Chun smiled.

The butler helped close the door and drove the carriage out of the manor.

The servant led Jagger's horse. Not only was it fed overnight with the rich night grass, but the dirt on its body was also washed clean, and its mane was as smooth as if it had been nursed. , Even the unsuitable horseshoes were replaced with new ones. When he was led to him, Jagger almost couldn't recognize that it was his original horse.

"My God, old man, you are so coquettish." Jagger stroked his mane and said.

The horse neighed once and snorted twice.

"Well, we're like two bastards who eat and drink and hate their master." Jagger stepped onto the horse path.

He also took a hot bath last night, the clothes were washed clean, obviously dried over the fire, the cuts on the clothes were mended, and even the scratches on the boots were repaired, although it was not Gwent made it himself, but it has to be said that the sugar-coated cannonballs can be overwhelming.

If he hadn't discovered his rough methods at that time, facing this kind of friend, he might really not be able to help but immerse himself in his charm, but this is also the most terrifying thing about him, because as long as he wants, he can be with anyone People become friends, and it is difficult for someone to refuse this friendship.

Jagger drove out of the manor, pinched the horse's belly, and left in another direction. He had to stay away from the sugar-coated bullets and find something to do.

……

The carriage drove out from the alley of the manor, and the surroundings were silent, only the fragrance of flowers permeated the carriage. Ove's eyes fell on the flowers, and when he raised his eyes slightly, he met the sight of the man who was sizing him up. It wasn't strong, but it made his heart beat a little unbalanced for a moment.

"Mr. Gwent, what are you looking at?" Ove asked softly.

"I'm thinking that you are very suitable for a priest's robe." Shen Chun smiled, "You will also become a very good bishop in the future."

"Do you really think so?" Ove said pleasantly.

"Well, it will be very good." Shen Chun smiled.

"If I become a bishop, I will definitely be able to obtain the greatest blessings from the gods, and the effect of exorcising demons on your manor will definitely be better than now," Ove said.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to that day." Shen Chun said.

"But it may take many years." Ove tightened his hands holding the flowers slightly, and suddenly felt lonely. If he becomes a bishop, he will serve as a servant of the gods all his life, cannot get married, and will always be alone. And Gwent would probably have a wife by then, and children.

With his personality, once he has a wife and children, he will definitely give them full of tenderness and love, and all his thoughts and energy will be given to them, and he is just his friend.

There is nothing wrong with being friends, but there is a feeling of dissatisfaction in his heart.

"It will be achieved one day, don't worry until that day comes, just wait quietly." Shen Chun laughed.

Ove looked at him, and said with some effort, "Okay."

The carriage drove into the streets of the city, and the surroundings became lively. All kinds of people were rushing on the road, some were lovers who were deeply in love together, and some were women with children. The children gathered together to play, watching Look carefree.

Occasionally, there will be the sound of horseshoe bells, mixed with the music of bards, and the noisy sound makes the carriage seem more and more quiet.

"Stop." Shen Chun said.

The butler pulled the rein, the car stopped slowly, the door opened, and when Shen Chun got out of the car, Ove was a little puzzled, "Is Mr. Gwent going to do something?"

"Are you in a hurry to go back to the Holy See?" Shen Chun asked.

Ove shook his head lightly: "It's okay, you can go about your business."

He probed to look outside, looked into the distance of the Holy See and said, "I can walk back with Apu."

"No, I mean do you want to take a stroll before going back?" Shen Chun stretched out his hand, without giving him a chance to refuse.

Ove's heart was beating again, and he could even feel the heat on his cheek: "Okay."

He carefully placed the flowers on the carriage, and then he held the other's hand and landed on the street.

Watching it in the car only feels lively. Only when you really fall into it can you really feel where the lively atmosphere is.

They appear on the street, no matter which one is very eye-catching, but Ove's divine robe will make many people salute carefully when they see it: "My lord priest."

"Father Ove."

There are many people in this city who know him and respect him even more.

Shen Chun let go of his hand, gently protected his left and right sides and left there, Apu put down the box and hurriedly followed, but his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the things on the street.

There are all kinds of shops here, including clothes, spices, and coffee, which make Ove dizzy.

When he stopped in front of a window, Shen Chun stopped by his side and said, "Do you want to go in and have a look?"

"Okay." Ove stared at something in the window, and when he opened the door to enter, the boss greeted him enthusiastically.

"My lord priest, I am very glad that you can come to my shop, and it will add the brilliance of the gods here. What do you want to see?" the boss asked.

"Can you show me this?" Ove pointed to something in the window.

The boss looked down, and when he was about to take out something, he gave Shen Chun an extra look and said, "This thing really looks like this gentleman."

It was a music box made of metal and clay. The villain in it was wearing obvious gentleman's clothes and a top hat, and was sitting in the garden drinking afternoon tea.

Shen Chun looked at it twice and said with a smile: "It really looks a bit like this, do you want this?"

Ove took the music box, nodded and said, "Well, I want to give it to you as a present."

He felt very similar at a glance. Although he couldn't see the villain's facial features clearly, he felt exactly the same as Gwent.

"My lord priest really has vision." The boss smiled, "This is the best piece of work I have ever made."

"Really?" Ove said in surprise, "How many gold coins does this cost?"

The boss hissed and said, "This work originally cost [-] gold coins. If you want, you can only charge you [-] gold coins."

Ove blinked and said, "It's so cheap."

Shen Chun glanced at the silly little priest, and said: "Boss, with your kindness, the blessings of the gods will follow Father Ovey to come to you."

The boss looked at Shen Chun, and said, "This is your first time entering the store, so I can give you the same as a gift."

The priest doesn't understand prices, but this man may not understand.

Shen Chun took a look in the store and took down a model that looked like the Holy See. This one had more hollows and colors than the one Ove was holding. It was very expensive at first glance: "Is this also okay?"

The boss smiled helplessly: "Of course."

Ove paid the gold coins, and when the boss went to pick up the package, Ove whispered, "He's really generous."

"Maybe it's the blessing of the gods." Shen Chun laughed.

"How to play this?" Ove looked up and down the music box, but couldn't find the switch.

"Here." Shen Chun twisted the villain, and the sound of music was played out.

Although it was the same rhythm, it made Ove happy: "This is great!"

The two models were wrapped, and Ove held two gifts and said, "This is for you."

"I just want this one." Shen Chun took the one containing the Holy See and said.

"But that one is a gift." Ove hesitated.

"What counts in a gift is the heart, and don't you like which one more?" Shen Chun laughed.

Ove froze for a moment: "But..."

"I can handle the gift you gave me by myself, just treat it as my gift to you." Shen Chun said, "And I like it on your bedside."

"Ah, thank you." Ove held the box and his heart beat wildly.

One person, one box, Ove looked at the man walking beside him from time to time, feeling that the indescribable emotion in his heart became much stronger.

People came and went, and the music from the street came over, singing songs.

"The moonlight fell, and the dewdrops hung on the flowers like tears. They kissed among the flowers and chased each other in the forest. The sweetness was like newly brewed honey..."

It was a very explicit singing, but few passers-by stopped to listen. They were in a hurry, and only a few people stayed and left in a hurry.

Ove moved his ears when he heard it, the Holy See did not allow such singing to flow in, because it seemed obscene and confusing.

Shen Chun also looked at the shabby bard, he was trying hard to play and sing, but the strings of the violin were obviously a little loose, and the hoarse voice did not add color to the song, but because the chapped lips made many People leave before approaching.

"Like this song?" Shen Chun asked.

Ove looked at him in surprise, his eyes widened, he shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, of course not!"

He couldn't imagine such a scene.

Shen Chun's eyes darkened slightly, and he handed him the box in his hand. When Ove hugged him, he saw him walking towards the bard.

"Mr. Gwent," Ove called out to him.

Shen Chun put a silver coin in the bard's violin case, and when the other party looked over, he smiled and said, "Can I borrow your violin?"

There are only a few copper coins in his violin case, and the silver coin looks extraordinarily bright.

"Of course, please." The bard handed over the piano.

Shen Chun took it and adjusted the strings on it, then put the slightly long violin on his neck, pulled the bow, and the graceful melody flowed out under Ove's surprised gaze.

The melodious tune spread far away, and many passers-by watched it. They stopped unconsciously, and looked at the man who was playing with downcast eyes in surprise and silence.

Ove was surrounded, but he couldn't take his eyes off the man. His slender fingers pressed on the strings, and matched with the pulling of the bow, changing various music sounds, and when they came together, not only melodious, It also has an unspeakable taste.

It fit his mood so well, it was joyful and beautiful, and it was mixed with an irrepressible taste of pain, which he couldn't relieve, but he couldn't help but couldn't help but couldn't help but couldn't help but look at it.

Until meeting the gaze of the other party, there seems to be an extreme tenderness hidden in it, which made Ovey's heart beat uncontrollably. At that moment, his mind was a little blank, and he couldn't even hear the voice next to him, only the heartbeat. The beating sound roared endlessly, making his eye sockets seem to heat up.

At the end of the song, Shen Chun took off the bow and bowed to salute, the surrounding cheers and applause almost boiled up.

"Encore!!!" Someone shouted loudly.

There are also people who put various currencies in the piano case to express their likes.

The scene was a little boiling, but Shen Chun returned the violin to the owner, walked towards Ove, lifted the box in his hand and said, "Let's go."

"En." Ove subconsciously responded, followed his pace, his eyes fell on the side of his face, and he didn't know what to say when the words came to his lips.

"Are you happier?" Shen Chun turned around and asked.

Ove returned to his senses, nodded and said, "Yeah."

Although there was an unbearable heavy feeling in his heart, he was very happy, and every moment he spent with Mr. Gwent was very happy.

"That's good." Shen Chun supported his back, avoiding the passing people.

"Are you proposing to go shopping just to make me happy?" Ove asked cautiously.

"Well, you seem a little depressed." Shen Chun said, "What happened? If you have something, don't keep it in your heart, you can share it, maybe I can help."

"Ah, is there?" Ove asked.

"It used to be, but now it looks much happier." Shen Chun smiled, "Did something happen?"

Ove opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was inexplicably ashamed to say anything. He could say anything, but this matter couldn't be said: "It's nothing, it's over, thank you."

This kind of inexplicable emotion can probably only be told to the gods to explain myself.

"Okay, where else do you want to go?" Shen Chun asked.

"No need, it's been a long time." Ove glanced at the sun. It was already late when they came out, and they walked around for a long time. If this continues, the other party will miss lunch if they rush back.

"Then I'll take you back." Shen Chun said.

"Okay." Ove replied.

They returned to the carriage, Apu had been waiting by the carriage for a long time and said, "I won't see you in a blink of an eye."

"Sorry," Ove said.

He had completely forgotten about App.

"It's all right, I'm just worried that something will happen to you," said Apu, "it's all right with Mr. Gwent."

They got into the carriage, and the carriage drove back to the Holy See. When it stopped, Ove held flowers in one hand and his box in the other.

"Let me help you send it back." Shen Chun said.

"No, it's not very heavy." Ove regretted it for a moment when he said it, but he really shouldn't bother the other party too much, "You should go back quickly, it would be a bad idea to delay lunch time."

"It's okay to be late." Shen Chun smiled.

"This is very important, it will be bad for your health." Ove said seriously.

"Okay, I will definitely obey your orders." Standing opposite him, Shen Chun smiled and said, "Treat your body well."

Ove nods.

Shen Chun turned around, and when he got into the carriage, he looked at the little priest who was rather reluctant and said, "Ove, what time do you have this week?"

Ove hugged his gift tightly: "What can you do?"

"I just want to ask if I can invite you out together when I'm free?" Shen Chun asked.

"Of course." Ove replied, "We're friends, aren't we?"

"Okay." Shen Chun smiled, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye," Ove said.

Ove took a deep breath as the carriage drove away.

"Father Ove, are you feeling unwell?" Apu asked.

Ove was surprised: "Why do you say that?"

"Your face looks very red, as if you are sick." Apu touched his cheek with his palm and said, "You are still hot."

Ove put down the gift box in his hand, and found it when he touched his cheek: "Could it be that he caught a cold from the night wind last night?"

"I'll call the doctor for you later," Apu said.

"Okay," Ove said.

They went back to the Holy See, reported first, and then returned to the room, but after such a short time, the heat on Ove's face had already subsided.

"It seems that there is no need to call a doctor." Ove said, touching his cheek.

"Maybe the gods cured your illness." Apu said.

"Maybe, after working hard for two days, you should go back and rest first," Ove said.

Apu turned and left. Ove put the gift on the table, first went to find a vase and water, inserted the tied bouquet in it, then took out the gift box, and solemnly placed the music box on the table He got up on the head of the bed, pinched the villain with his fingers and turned it lightly. There were two clicks, and the music started.

Ove squatted there looking at the turning little figure, his cheeks were a little hot again, and the sadness and joy in his heart rose again.

The music was still playing when the diary was opened.

[The time spent with Mr. Gwent was very happy. He is gentle and considerate. He is a good friend and will be a good husband in the future. But every time I think about this time, I feel like my things have been robbed It's like walking away, out of breath, but his wife and my friend should not conflict.

I like the way he plays the violin. He looks so beautiful and loves life so much. Not only I like him, but everyone who has seen him play the violin and heard his sound will like him.

This should make me happy, but my chest feels uncomfortable and painful, it’s hard to describe, it’s probably like hot chocolate, the dense sweetness is mixed with a bit of bitterness, maybe it’s because it’s too sweet, but it’s a burden, making people uncomfortable Know what to do with it.

Sometimes I even have a thought, if I don’t become a bishop, I will be much freer and happier, and I will regret dedicating all of myself to the gods, which surprises me and fills my heart with joy...]

Ove wrote a lot, filled a piece of parchment, and moved on to the next page.

Even though it was only a little over a day, he still had many, many things he wanted to write down.

The parchment was placed at the back of the diary, Ove breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked to the head of the bed, flicked the villain's hat with his hands while squatting down and said, "Mr. Gwent, what should I do?" ?”

Shen Chun looked at such a scene, tapped his finger on the table lightly, and then pinched it into the palm of his hand.

The model of the Holy See was also placed on the head of the bed by Shen Chun, and a cross belonging to the priest was hung on the magnificent structure, which was a complete curse for the vampires.

However, Shen Chun fiddled with the cross lightly, listening to the crisp sound of it colliding on it, sitting at the table and pinching the clay he took.

He made that thing into a delicate shape bit by bit, and carved it into the style of a god's robe. The facial features are exquisite, and even the buttons on the collar have not fallen off. After everything is made, it is fired and then colored. Blonde hair, blue eyes , the delicate little priest knelt down obediently in front of him, folded his hands on his knees, raised his head slightly, and his little face was still slightly flushed.

Firing it again, the color becomes more vivid and clear, and even the little baby fat on the face is vividly displayed.

By the time the finished product was placed in the model of the Holy See, it was already night.

The breeze blew the flowers, bringing fragrance, Shen Chun opened the mirror, and what he saw was the little priest who was lying on the bed and had insomnia again.

He honestly slept according to the schedule, just rolled back and forth a few times, and then he would suddenly get up to play with the music box. He didn't know what to think of, his cheeks turned red, and he covered himself in the quilt for a moment, then suddenly Pulling back the quilt and panting, I told myself to sleep well, and after a while I raised my head to touch the flowers placed on the other side.

"It doesn't seem to have any effect, I still can't fall asleep." The little priest sighed, "Because of my thoughts, have I been rejected by the sleep god?"

Shen Chun lightly hooked his fingers, Ove shook his head, and felt sleepy for a moment, he quickly pulled away the quilt and lay down, "These flowers should be smelled close..."

Before he finished speaking, his breathing was already smooth.

【Host, in fact, you can let Bai Bai know. ] 521 said.

How obvious is this, Bai Bai's body and mind have been completely fallen, no one can resist the host's teasing, not just once, it's been teasing all the time, it's almost written on his face, that's why Bai Bai didn't see it because of his innocence.

[Tell him, he can't sleep even more. 】Shen Chun said.

Which rabbit can sleep soundly in front of a tiger?

[I can't blame you for this. 】521 said, 【It's the race's fault. 】

The host also has no way to choose whether he is a person, but whether he is a person or not is actually quite inhuman, there is no difference.

[Well, it's your fault. 】Shen Chun laughed.

521: [? ! 】

It was randomly grabbed, wronged!

The wind howled, and a figure hurriedly landed on the balcony outside the house. The wind blew the curtains, and the figure said: "Master, Pei Ji has run away. It's my fault."

The curtain was lifted, and Shen Chun walked out of it, looked at his lowered gaze and said, "The situation."

"He didn't cry or make a fuss when he woke up, and he was able to talk and listen, but when he told him to do things, he escaped from the monitor and ran away." Bilko knelt on the ground, the blood in his body was trembling.

The declaration this time is tantamount to death, but if he does not report, he will only die more miserable without the dignity of the blood race.

"Calix is ​​the Duke after all." Shen Chun said, "The vampires he created are stronger than ordinary vampires."

This is also the place that ordinary vampires hate the most.

The gears of fate are turning, and it seems that Jagger will inevitably meet Pei Ji.

"Thank you for your tolerance," Bilko said.

"What about blood clans who are not good at doing things?