When a vampire bites an omega

Bread, bacon and cheese were scattered everywhere the moment they hit the table.

Ivan hurriedly tidied up in a panic.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to...I'll fix it right away!"

After finishing speaking, he frantically gathered everything together, carefully sandwiched it into a complete sandwich and held it in his hand.

There was a mess in my head, and it became a ball.

I regret it very much now, I regret it infinitely...

Why do you have to give the painting to your husband in a feverish manner, when you know that your insight and connections are so powerful.

The sandwich held in the young boy's hand was almost deformed, but he couldn't think of a word to answer the teacher.

Do you want to be frank...

But how to confess, and how much?

Said that he had traveled through the era of the Christian era?Call yourself a vampire?Say you can live forever?

Will sir shelter him?

After knowing that I have been deceived by myself for so long...

Sir, will you still shelter him?

It’s ridiculous to say it, but at this point, what he’s thinking is still: If my husband knew that he was actually over 400 years old, would he still call him a kid.

The boy sitting at the table moved his lips several times, but he didn't utter a word of explanation.

Finally, he picked up the sandwich in his hand and took a bite in silence.

Uh... eat, eat, the husband won't force him to talk.

However, the small abacus in my heart was rattling, but the reality was completely different.

He ate food without taste, and chewed dryly in his mouth a few times before his jaw was suddenly pinched.

Ivan: ...

It feels like being strangled by the throat of fate...

Turning his head, he saw the gentleman sitting across from him, standing beside him at some point.

"I told you last time, pay attention to your hygiene, did you forget it so soon?" Kelly asked.

Ivan had something in his mouth and was pinched. He couldn't utter a single clear word, so he could only hum softly: "Well, I'm sorry..."

Carey took out a few tissues, held them in the palm of his hand, received the child's mouth, and ordered: "Spit it out."

The young man's wriggling mouth stopped immediately when he heard the sound of "spit it out", without any movement.

The little cheeks are bulging, like a frightened little squirrel.

Ivan couldn't move his head, only a pair of blue eyes turned vigorously, and he could barely see Mr. from the corner of his eye.

Seeing that the husband seemed to be angry, he shrunk his neck guiltily, lowered his eyes and looked at the husband's hand holding the tissue, showing hesitation.

After he finished chewing, he spit it directly into Mr.'s hand?That's... too rude.

Seeing that the child didn't move at all, Kaili asked in a low voice, "Disobedient?"

Ivan raised his hand to grasp the gentleman's wrist, groped with both hands, covered the back of his hand, and held it gently.

"What's wrong?" Kelly put down his hand.

The boy's cheeks were red, and there was a red mark on his jaw.He shook his head, took the tissue in Mr.'s hand, bowed his head, spit on it, and threw it into the trash can.

Turning back hastily, he said, "Sir, I am very obedient..."

Just ...

"Food, you make it yourself." He said.

When Kelly heard this, his expression froze.

It was only then that Ivan realized that what he just said seemed to be a little bit out of distance and proportion.

Quickly explained: "I mean...it's not easy to make it."

Kaili stretched out his long arms, brought his portion of the meal, handed it to the boy, and said, "It's nothing difficult, let's eat this first."

Ivan pursed his lips, held his husband's wrist silently, and asked him to put the food back on the plate.

He got up and walked to the painting hanging opposite, tiptoed to touch the gold-encrusted picture frame.

The gentleman in the painting is obviously expressionless, looking at the pages of the book seriously, but from the angle he stands, it seems that he is looking at the painting viewer outside the painting, the corners of his crimson lips and dark eyes contain With a faint smile.

If you took a magnifying glass, you could even see the warm yellow light reflected in those eyes, and a tiny boy in pink under the light.

Just like Mr. Da Vinci's Mona Lisa, walking from far to near, Mona Lisa's smile gradually disappeared.

This technique of three-dimensional space, he used the most refined.And as a vampire with super five senses, his insight and vision of each painting are beyond the reach of human eyes.

And each of his paintings is not something that ordinary humans can draw.

"Why did the framer say that?" He turned and looked at the gentleman not far away, and asked.

The artistic value of a painting cannot be studied thoroughly at once, it requires a certain amount of chance and calculation.

If it is only in the process of mounting the painting, if it is seen by the mounting artist, it should not be able to see the various details inside.

As long as... as long as it is not taken to a professional study, there will be no problem.

Ivan stood nervously under the huge picture frame.

At this moment, he is like a soul about to be judged, quietly waiting for the final judgment to be read from the mouth of Mr.

He tried his best to look calm, but he couldn't stop twisting his toes quietly, and his fingers were tensely clenched into fists.

The long nails were gripped into the palm of the hand, piercing painfully.

Carey looked at his clenched fist, his gaze was as quiet as usual, making it hard to see the meaning behind it.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Kaili shifted his gaze and said slowly, "The boss who mounted the painting said that the color of the ink is accurate, the details are finely depicted, the space, luminosity performance and texture of the portrait are like the handwriting of a master in the AD era. "

Ivan breathed a sigh of relief.

If it's just these words, it can all be explained by talent.

After all, in the Renaissance era when he was born, there were many such talented painters.

Not to mention the well-known genius painter Leonardo da Vinci, the contemporary Raphael inherited his father's painting boat at the age of 11 and became a famous master at the age of 17.Michelangelo, who specialized in sculpture, was forced to paint the ceiling murals of the Sistine Chapel because of jealousy, and created a legendary masterpiece: "Genesis".

So, Ivan quietly loosened his clenched fist, and said in a low voice, "It's...not as good as he said. Maybe...it's a matter of talent?" Speaking of which, he felt vain in his heart.

Carey has been observing the children since just now, and now he can't help but laugh when he hears this familiar "problem of talent".

It is clear that there is a smile in his eyes, but he still keeps his face on purpose.

He walked up to the young man, bent slightly, looked at the child at the same level, and said, "Little friend, don't you have too much talent? What do you want me to do as an ordinary person, huh?"

Ivan let out an "ah". He didn't expect the husband to say that suddenly, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

He blinked, his curled eyelashes fluttered twice, and then he grabbed Mr.'s sleeve and said slowly: "You are not ordinary." After he finished speaking, he hesitated for a while, then raised his hand to gently touch Mr.'s forehead, and said : "You are amazing, don't be sad."

The author has something to say: Zai Zai can comfort people, Ma Ma expresses her relief!

Carey: I am also very relieved :)