Take your fangs, thanks

Several people walked out together after eating, and when they reached the restaurant door, Yiwen said that he had to go to the library.

"Third grade, you understand." Ivan shrugged and said goodbye to Josh face to face.

Suddenly, Ivan stretched out a finger and tapped the corner of Josh's mouth.

Josh froze for a moment, almost biting his own tongue.

"Meat sauce." Ivan explained, and after finishing speaking, he took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his fingers, "Then, see you later." Compared to Josh's surprise, Ivan looked very calm, he Smiling and waving at Josh, he put his backpack on one shoulder and walked in another direction.

"Wow..." Hearst sighed on the way back to the student apartment, "I never thought Ivan was so, uh, knowledgeable before." He described it like this.In fact, for Hirst, as long as he can talk about physics with him, he can be regarded as "knowledgeable".

"Evan is famous in school?"

After hearing Josh's question, Hester, who was still excited just now, became serious, and nodded seriously: "Josh, although it seems nice to be friends with Mr. Yiwen, but you It's better to stay away from him, I think he... wants to fuck you."

"what?!"

Josh couldn't understand this brain circuit anymore, he looked at Hester like he was mentally retarded.

"Hey! Don't believe me." Hester protested, "You have seen Mr. Yi Wen's appearance, because there are not a few men and women who express his love for him, and he is quite happy to associate with them. Of course, he himself seems to be quite willing to take the initiative to seduce beautiful people, men and women are not taboo. Hmm... how should I put it, I'm afraid this is the interest of life that ordinary people like us can't understand." Hester touched his chin, Thoughtful, he finally concluded: "Josh, he just wants to pick you up."

Josh looked at Hester speechlessly for a while, then slapped him on the back of the head, turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

Hester rubbed the back of his head and followed.

The student apartment of the municipal high school is only one road away from the teaching area. There are four people in one room, a shared bathroom and a small hall.Coincidentally, one of Josh's roommates is Hearst, and there are two third-grade classmates left.

Hurst went in and turned on the light: "The remaining two people don't come back often all the year round."

"Busy about college applications?"

"One of them is." Hearst paused for a moment, and then his expression became a little unspeakable, "The other one...uh, is an alcoholic."

"Drunkard? But is he an adult?"

"A repeater, he just wants to graduate from high school." Hurst expressed disdain for this kind of roommate who doesn't understand the beauty of academics at all, wine?It's just a bunch of chemicals that the human body doesn't really need, and graphics and numbers are the subtleties of the world.

"I still haven't finished a geometry problem, so I'm going back to the room first."

"Didn't you finish the class?"

"No, problems that haven't found all solutions are not considered completed." Hurst closed the door.

……Fine.

Generally speaking, Josh is very satisfied with the conditions of the dormitory. Although the room is small, barely enough to accommodate a desk and a single bed, one of the walls has been repaired to look like a floor-to-ceiling window.The dim orange floor lamp and the thousands of lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows complement each other, creating an inexplicable sense of ambiguity.

After packing up everything, Josh fell on the bed, lay flat on his arms, and blinked at the ceiling with Josh's blue eyes.

School has just started, so much going on during the day, and unexpected people... Well, Rigoletto.Josh rolled on the bed a little irritatedly, and something hard hit him on his chest. Josh reached out and pulled out the necklace from his collar. It was a black rope, and a pointed necklace was tied in the middle. teeth.It looked like a human fang, but Josh knew that it was a real vampire fang.

At first, he thought angrily that if this thing was valuable, he would sell it to some research institution, saying it was the tooth of a prehistoric dragon.Later, I kept it. One is that when I grow up, I know that other scientists are definitely not stupid, and the other is... The second is because I can’t bear it.

Josh sighed, let go of his hand in the air, and the necklace fell back to his chest.

At the same time, Rigoletto was also leaning against the head of the bed, holding a book in his hand, but not a single word of the book he borrowed from the library could enter his head.

There was a sound of keys opening the door outside, and the next second a big boy rushed into Rigoletto's room, shouting: "Hey! I saw Ivan hooking up a new little boy today!"

Rigoletto didn't even look up.

There are too many chatterboxes in this world, and his stupid roommate is one of them.

Gene didn't care about Rigoletto's indifference, and he raised his voice again: "Rigletto, ask me who I am! Otherwise, I won't have a chance to tell you that person has the same surname as you!"

Riglito raised his head and narrowed his eyes: "Josh DeWinter? The new transfer student?"

"Bingo!" Gene looked like a husky, approached Riglito, and said mysteriously, "I've heard that Derwent's family used to raise a human, it couldn't be... "

Rigoletto pushed Gene's head away, quite disgusted, he let out a cold snort from his throat: "Yeah."

"The origin of this dispute, the man of the vampire world!" Gene was still yelling, "I must let Ivan introduce me to this baby..."

As soon as the words fell, a thick thread-bound dictionary flew over from the air and hit Gene in the face.

Rigoletto was still leaning there, staring at the book in his hand, as if he wasn't the one who threw the dictionary from the shelf just now.

Gene rubbed his nose mercilessly, as if it was a ball of plasticine, and it didn't feel any pain when it was hit.Well, maybe the stupid vampires didn't feel pain, they disappeared along with the folds on Jean's cerebral cortex.

Gene is also a vampire, new school.To be precise, they are a group of reformers assembled in the past few years led by the Derwent family. Their common feature is that they have quite a complaint against the old Moonlight Court.This group of people, oh no, the existence of this group of vampires has made the situation of the Dewar family a bit embarrassing in recent years.

"Don't look, Rigger, you didn't look into it at all." Gene was still persevering in trying to annoy Riggletto.

Rigoletto closed the book with a bang, put it aside, and crossed his arms: "Do you have anything else to do?"

"I'm waiting." Gene was serious, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Wait?"

"I'm waiting for a war to break out... bang!" He gestured a bang, bang gesture with his hand in the air.

It was too late and then soon, Yiwen came back with a pure and lovely boy in his arms.The boy grabbed Ivan's shoulders and twirled his long brown hair with his fingers, his cheeks were pink with love.

Gene ran out without hesitation and shouted: "No way, this time you brought a minor directly?"

Speaking of it, due to the special status of vampires, it is inconvenient to live under the same roof as ordinary humans, so Rigoletto and the others are now renting an apartment outside.Speaking of roommates, in fact, everyone has a lot of personal space, and it has long been common for Yiwen to take people back. As long as you don't make too much noise at night, let him go.

"I'm an adult, I'm one year older than Ivan." The boy in his arms took out his ID card from his pocket quite skillfully, waved it in front of Gene, and then became a little bird-friendly again The appearance is leaning on Ivan's arms.

Rigoletto sneered when he heard this, stepped forward and pulled the boy out of Ivan's arms, regardless of the boy's noise.

Ivan still had a spring-like smile on his face. He bent his eyes and looked at Rigoletto, as if waiting for him to speak.

"Let's talk." Rigoletto's tone didn't sound very friendly.

Ivan's smile deepened when he heard that, he kissed the boy without hesitation, and comforted him in a low voice: "Baby, look, there is another iceberg beauty waiting for me here, you can go back first tonight."

The boy's eye sockets became moist within the time of Ivan's words. He looked at Rigoletto, then at the smiling Ivan, and finally slammed the door and left.

Rigoletto watched the door being slammed shut, and said straight to the point in the next second: "Stay away from Josh."

"Why?" Ivan looked at Rigoletto quite innocently and blinked, "I'm just doing my duty as a senior to help the new juniors adapt to school as soon as possible."

"Senior?" Rigoletto said disdainfully, "Your family's diplomas can be stacked up to half a person's height, old man."

The smile on Ivan's face disappeared instantly. He really, really disliked Rigoletto talking about his age!Look at it, no matter how you look at it, the two are the same age, and he is definitely not old among vampires. Just over 100 years old, which can be said to be in the prime of life.The piles of graduation certificates are half the height of a person, but there are obviously not that many!

Ivan likes to be active in the human campus, whether it is high school or university, these young and vigorous vigor fill every corner of the campus with the sweetness of blood.Over the years, the most he has done is enrolling, graduating, enrolling, and then graduating.

But it's everyone's choice, isn't it?

"Rigletto, what right do you have to manage Josh's affairs?" Ivan asked back.

"I'm his brother!" Rigoletto didn't even think about it.

Then he saw a mocking smile on Ivan's face, and he repeated playfully: "Brother? It depends on whether Josh admits it or not."

"You!" Rigoletto was irritated. Before anyone could see clearly, he had grabbed Ivan's neck and stuck him in front of the wall.Rigoletto's expression looked very gloomy, two sharp fangs appeared uncontrollably, white and dark, this was a threat signal from the vampire.

It stands to reason that although the power of vampires increases with age, Rigoletto is a bit special...

Ivan struggled and looked quite uncomfortable. He squeezed out a few words: "Fair competition, Riglito, you still need my help..."

The strength on the neck was finally withdrawn, and Ivan coughed twice in embarrassment, and muttered: "As for it?"