He ordered Abel to send away the people of the Fanzhuo clan. Fanzhuo pulled Le Youyou and left. He never said a word to the three elders of the Fanzhuo clan from beginning to end. Jenny was a little disappointed. Such a beautiful vampire was actually a person she couldn't afford to offend.
Pawu stood at the door, and Fanzhuo immediately called him over and said something in a low voice in his ear. The two of them were talking very little, and Le Youyou couldn't hear it at all. Most of them knew what they said, which must be related to Vino.
Even she heard Abel's words full of loopholes. She encountered some difficulties. Abel did not explain in detail. Even though it was inconvenient to say it at that time, Abel answered too quickly and could not even think about it, as if it had been rehearsed before.
It has been almost two months since Vino left, and there was no news. The only news I knew was also learned from Abel, so something must have happened to Vino?
"Yes, Count, I get it."
"Go!" sent Pau away, "Don't alarm anyone about this matter for now. Report it to me immediately if you have any."
"Yes, Earl." Pau cultivated vampires who are not as powerful as celebrities. They have no clans to rely on. Although they are quick in their work, they have no discipline. They have always disdained to integrate into circles like the vampire clan.
Fan Zhuo then looked at Le Youyou, and the first sentence he opened his mouth was to ask her, "Youyou, are you hungry?"
Le Youyou nodded in a hurry, complaining like a child with grievance, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry. Abel has been asking them to make bread for me these days, and I don't like it at all. I just want to eat white rice now. I have eaten enough bread, but no one makes it for us."
When she first saw Le Youyou, she was quietly listening to her violin. It was obviously a cheerful song, but she kept crying. He was very surprised, is the song she played so sad?
So when Le Youyou turned around, he couldn't control his steps and followed without thinking.
In the blink of an eye, she ran to China Street and ordered a table full of delicious food. She cried while eating. He became even more strange. Could it be that the food was also very unpalatable, which made her so sad?
Following the dishes she ordered, Fan Zhuo also ordered a table of Chinese dishes, and tasted them carefully. Although they were not as delicious as they could not stop eating, they would never be so unpalatable that they would cry.
Fan Zhuo couldn't understand why Le Youyou cried even more?
Le Youyou, this beautiful and charming girl, was engraved in his heart.
At that time, Le Youyou would not listen to him playing the violin every day, but he would be there every day, waiting for her silently.
When she came again, she cried again.
Fan Zhuo has never seen any girl cry like her, with her tears and eyes hazy. Just looking quietly, she feels beautiful and suffocating.
He changed the style of the song, and she was still crying silently.
Later, Fan Zhuo discovered a rule that she came because she was in a bad mood.
At the end of the song, the two of them looked at each other from a distance, she nodded slightly, and he watched her leave.
After following her silently, he watched her turn from grief to appetite.
The whole summer was about to pass, and Le Youyou discovered something amazing. She seemed to fall in love with the boy playing the violin.
But I didn't know that the boy playing the violin quietly liked her for a summer.
Watching her grow up, she no longer shed tears, and she learned to disguise herself with strength, but her habit of eating Chinese food has never changed.
"What dish do you want to eat?"
When he heard this, Le Youyou held his arm and asked excitedly, "Can you make it for me?"
"Um."
Le Youyou ordered several Chinese dishes in a row with her fingers. The most important thing was, "You must make white rice for me. Niannian and I want to eat white rice."
"good."
When Abel walked around and found that their Count, who was like a god, was actually cooking for a human woman in the kitchen. He was about to get a heart attack and kept covering his chest and unable to bear to look at him.
"Earl, how can the kitchen people let you cook in person?" He was heartbroken. What a proud count, how could he fall to this point because he liked a human woman?
"Youyou are hungry."
If you are hungry, just make it yourself. What does it mean to let the Earl do? "Earl, please put down these things quickly and let Miss Le stick to it first. I will find a chef in the afternoon and let the chef make it in person."
"If you found it early in the morning, Youyou wouldn't be too greedy." There was a little complaint in your tone.
Abel was suffocated, there was a big deal. Is she still right to be greedy for her?
What kind of ecstasy soup did Miss Le give to the count? Abel said dangly, "Since Miss Le wants to eat, let her make it herself, why bother the count?"
"She won't."
What a concise and clear answer. At the moment when I first heard it, Abel almost fainted, "She is from China. She can't cook Chinese dishes herself, so she just cheated on the count and you'll do it. It's simply unreasonable."
Abel doesn't like Le Youyou, and Fanzhuo can guess the reason.
Because Youyou is not a vampire, and her temperament has always been unreasonable, Abel has been used to everyone following him. When he meets someone like Youyou, he will definitely not like Youyou.
These days, he must have rolled his eyes to Youyou a lot and said earnestly, "Abel, I know you don't like her. But..." His tone paused and said very seriously, "But I like it, and you are also an elder I respect very much. I hope you can treat her well."
"Earl, I have no objection to keeping her outside, but as the mistress of our Dracula family, her identity is not enough to convince the public."
All Abel said was the human mistress who would not be recognized by vampires from the beginning. The future of the Leyouyou experience would probably be even more cruel.
Fanzhuo smiled faintly, "Abel, that's the issue she should worry about."
"Earl, I don't object to your liking Miss Le. Sometimes it's different from marriage." It's undoubtedly a compromise that Earl Yale Youyou is the mistress.
Fan Zhuo glanced at him coldly, "Don't say anything like this in the future. In my heart, liking is the same as marriage." He once tried to escape, but in the end he was the one who was unable to die.
"But have you ever thought about what she will bear in the future..."
Fan Zhuo raised his eyes and said firmly, "I believe that the women I like, if they can't even deal with those clans, she is not worthy of letting me like them."
Abel opened his mouth, really not understanding where the Count got his confidence?
Does that woman have such a strong side?
Le Youyou took a few steps back and quietly left the kitchen. A very pleasant curve appeared slightly on the corner of her mouth. Although Fan Zhuo had expected his trust in the morning, he would still be moved when he heard her say it with his own ears.
Fifth thought that he could not get out of bed for nearly two weeks, and couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and she couldn't help but feel nervous. Seeing that the person coming was Min Yuchen, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "It's you!"
"Who do you think it is?"
"Only anyone is not Le Youyou."
"She said you were in pain and happy. What was going on? Where did you hurt?"
After hearing his inquiry, the fifth thought couldn't help but turn red, "Don't listen to her nonsense. I'm fine, it just hurts a little."
"If the ribs are broken, they need to be repaired automatically. This really won't help you. For at least two weeks, I will watch you well and lie on the bed to recuperate slowly."
"How do I remember you will report to City M next month!"
"Well, I can watch you for two more weeks."
Wu Nian cried with a small face, and was watched by him, so anyone who was so good could be seen wasted.
"Don't you need to report in advance? Wait, you were brought by Bai Zhazha. If you don't have a passport, how can you return to China?"
Min Yuchen's face was slightly stiff, as if he had just realized this problem. He came with Bai Zhaozhao using magic, and he didn't have magic. Could it be that he would smuggle back?
The fifth thought grinded his teeth and said angrily, "Damn white slag, I really remember to whip two more."
"I'll ask Fan Zhuo to see if he can help me return home smoothly."
"Okay, that's all I can do. You'd better make arrangements as soon as possible. Don't worry about me. I'll see what's going on with Youyou and then decide when to go back."
He grabbed her white and soft little hand and put it beside his mouth, "If you go back, I might have gone to City M. Do you want to follow the army?"
The fifth thought answered very decisively, "I don't want to."
"Sui Jun is glorious, why not consider it again?"
Chapter completed!