Take your fangs, thanks

Mrs. De Winter had been waiting anxiously in the hotel for a long time, and now she saw Josh, holding him in her arms.

Being hugged vigorously by a woman who was shorter than him in public, Josh felt a little hot on his face, but thinking about it being his mother, Josh obeyed his heart and stayed in her arms for a while longer.

Everything is heading towards a happy ending, until Mrs. de Winter hears about Riglito's actions...

"What did you say?!" She couldn't believe it, "Rig, please explain to me."

The world of vampires still retains some primitive behaviors. Their natural bloodthirsty and worship of power make their understanding of killing vampires slightly different from that of humans.However, the emergence of the Moonlight Code means that the vampire civilization is now tending towards the rule of law.

"But he tried to kill Josh! My behavior could be manslaughter, or improper defense." Riglito argued, in fact, he didn't quite know why he thought so at the time, and he decided to attribute this impulse to Because of the atavistic blood in his body, in short, he has to find a place to get rid of this pot, doesn't he?

Only then did Josh realize that something was wrong, and he asked worriedly, "Is Rieg going to be sent to prison?"

"Prison? No, my son won't go to prison!" Mrs. de Winter's position became unstable again after hearing this. "It was the old guy William who provoked it first."

"But he died." Josh added.

Alman was drinking fizzy drinks. He had recently fallen in love with this magical drink invented by humans. The feeling of bubbling in his mouth was amazing.Knowing that nothing happened, Alman was still in the mood to tease: "It seems that you really want Rigg to go to jail?" He didn't think it was a big deal.

"Arman, go back to your room!" Mrs. De Winter pointed to the location of the stairs.

"Actually, I really want to stay here..."

"Go back, go!" Mrs. de Winter emphasized again.

Arman shrugged, took a final gulp of his drink through the straw, and then burped loudly—like in a TV commercial.He stood up and walked towards the stairs, not forgetting to say two last words: "Don't worry, Josh, your dear second brother will be fine."

Josh watched Arman go upstairs with his mouth curled up, and concluded: "I think you're right, Rigg. Arman is a bear, a very stupid kind."

Rigoletto put his hand on Josh's shoulder: "But his last sentence is right, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Now, only Josh, Riglito and their parents were left in the small living room of the hotel.The hotel in the ski resort is small in scale, and the decoration style of the living room is quite retro, with fireplaces, candlesticks, chandeliers and fabric sofas.

Well, in fact, this is Mr. Parker's personal hobby. You must know that this is the decoration style he has been accustomed to since he was a child.

Mrs. de Winter seemed dissatisfied that her two sons ignored her just like that, she cleared her throat: "Rig, did you think about the consequences before doing things yourself?" She had to take this opportunity to give her second son Take a good lesson, even though it was William who found the job, she would also like to let him die, but after all, Rigoletto is still a half-grown child, and Mrs. de Winter is a little worried that he will encounter trouble in the future if he is so arrogant.

"No." Rigoletto shook his head honestly, "but now I've thought about it."

"uh-huh?"

"With no one in the Dewar family standing up for him, it is impossible to be stabbed in court. Obviously, in this situation, it is impossible for that old fellow Hansen to expose the family scandal by himself." Rigeletto analyzed clearly, this Let Josh's hanging heart relax.

Mrs. de Winter sighed. "You don't understand me, Rigg."

Rigoletto looked at his mother, although there was still no expression on his face, but Josh knew that he might be a little confused now.

"You can't solve any problem in your own way without discussing it with your family...Of course, we all know that your way is sometimes, sometimes, extreme." Mrs. De Winter's eyes fell on her softly. On the second son, she reached out and brushed his hair, "I always knew that as the second son in the family, it might not be so easy, a big brother who is one step ahead of you in everything, and a younger brother who is separated from his love, and you are also very happy." Smart, we don't need to worry much."

Josh secretly paid attention to Rigoletto's expression. To be honest, he also thought about this issue. When he was young, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have received too much favor from his parents, and Arman, a troublemaker, would always let his parents Pay more attention, but Rigoletto, because he has no shortcomings in all aspects, and spends very little time with his parents.

Rigoletto's ears were a little red, but his expression was still calm: "It's nothing."

"Of course there is!" said Mrs. de Winter, raising her voice.

Mr. De Winter glanced at his second son with some sympathy. He knew that his wife was usually very good, but there was one thing that was more troublesome - long-winded.He really shouldn't have said that, but Mrs. de Winter never swears when she lectures people, and she will whisper it in your ear very gently for hours.

This is simply a form of torture.

"...So I hope you can pay attention to your family, and always remember that we are behind you to worry about you. If you make any mistakes today and let William get the handle or be tricked by him again, what do you ask us to do." Mrs. de Winter had a long love affair with Rigletto in the past half an hour, and Josh was so bored that he began to count how many sparks jumped out of the fireplace.

"Especially Josh, you have to be responsible to him." Mrs. de Winter's words sounded like thunder in Josh's ears.

He raised his head with a "whoosh" and looked at Mrs. de Winter. His heart, which had just returned to normal, beat the drum again in an instant.

Does mother know anything?She, why did she say such a thing suddenly?

At this time, Mr. De Winter was the most puzzled person in the living room. He also turned to look at his wife and asked, "What does this have to do with Josh?"

Mrs. de Winter directly threw this difficult problem to Rieger, and she leaned back on the sofa with her arms folded: "Confess to your father, Rieger."

"I didn't even confess to you?" Rigoletto frowned, and began to reflect on when his mother found out.

"My boy, are you planning to keep silent?" Mrs. de Winter raised her eyebrows.

"Rig, did you do something again without telling us?" Mr. De Winter asked vigilantly.

Mrs. De Winter raised the corners of her mouth: "Like cheating my brother?"

"What is cheating?"

"Rig didn't lie to me!"

Rigoletto and Josh spoke at the same time, and then looked at each other.

Mrs. de Winter nodded: "Well, it's quite neat."

"Honey, I feel like an outsider now." Mr. De Winter took his wife into his arms and stroked her cheek, "My wife is willing to tell me that these two boys fucked again what?"

Mrs. De Winter leaned comfortably in her husband's arms: "It's nothing...the two of them are just in love recently."

"What?!" Mr. de Winter's eyes widened in disbelief.

Josh turned his head in embarrassment.

To be honest, Rigoletto wasn't very flustered when he faced William, but he was a little anxious now: "I took the initiative, Josh just agreed to me."

"No!" Josh immediately explained.

The scene was chaotic for a while. Mr. De Winter obviously didn't have time to accept such a blockbuster. Josh was desperately explaining, although he didn't know what he was talking about, and Rigoletto... well, this kid finally looked like a child.

Mrs. de Winter took an eerie satisfaction in this.

"So you don't intend to break us up, right?" Rigoletto leaned forward, standing in front of Josh, looking at his parents, and asked quite nervously.

"Break it up?" Mrs. De Winter snorted twice, "How to break it up, give you 500 million and leave my son? To whom, give you 500 million each, and let you go outside with 1000 million?"

Is there any way to do this, both of them are his own sons, and the palms and backs of their hands are full of flesh.

"Great!" Mr. De Winter was a little bewildered, and he squeezed his wife's hand excitedly, "This means that we lost two chances of meeting bad daughters-in-law! Honey, you know, I have always been proud of my three sons."

This is different from what Josh thought... Forget it, since the result is good, he doesn't intend to pursue how weird the vampire's idea is.

Rigoletto frowned and looked at his parents carefully.

"What are you looking at?" Mrs. de Winter was annoyed. She didn't expect her husband to turn against him so quickly. She planned to make things difficult for these two brats, especially Riglito. I have been looking forward to seeing the deflated expression on my second son's face for years.

"See if my parents have been tricked by some evil witch." Rigoletto was in a good mood, and he grabbed Josh's hand and walked upstairs to the room.

Mrs. de Winter, who stayed behind, stared at his back.

There is nothing more joyful than being recognized by parents. While being dragged by Riglito, Josh kept turning his head: "Thank you, Mom and Dad."

……

As soon as he got to the room, Rigoletto closed the door heavily. He kissed Josh's lips very emotionally, as if he wanted to swallow him whole.The tip of his tongue licked Josh's mouth and touched Josh's uncontrollable exposed fangs. He chuckled twice and made two circles on the fangs.

A numb feeling spread through the limbs, Josh's legs softened, and he hummed softly uncontrollably: "Don't touch there, Rigg."

Rigoletto was pushed away a little by Josh, and he hugged him like he was holding some worldly treasure: "Nothing is more important than seeing you safe, Josh."

Josh reached out and touched Rigoletto's lower eyelid, a little dazed: "You seem to be crying, Rieger."

"This is the crocodile's tears, because he is going to eat people." Rigoletto covered Josh's eyes with one hand, and kissed them again.