"Please come in." Jian'er said. At the same time, she felt a little strange. Earl Dracula? What did he do? Jian'er was confused. Although he was called friends, he really didn't have any particularly deep friendship with the Earl of the Blood Clan. He was so anxious to come to him. Why, could it be that he was going to pay off his debt? Jian'er hadn't forgotten the first time they met, and it was the ancient vow that she had squeezed a lot of wealth from the Earl of the Blood Clan (well, although she hadn't gotten it yet, with the pride of the Blood Clan, Jian'er believed that he would not want to lose this debt.), but does this need to be so active in repaying the debt?

When hearing the arrival of Count Dracula, Lei stopped leaving his feet, narrowed his silver eyes dangerously, and sat down with Jian'er again. The blood clan seemed to be too attentive to his own women. It is important to know that these blood clans are famous for their arrogance in the "dark world". Generally, they will not easily take care of others. Could it be that this guy is trying to make an idea of ​​his own woman? Lei's body cools down instantly.

As soon as the thunder cooled down here, Jian'er, who was the last one, could immediately feel it. He looked up at the eldest young master who seemed to still maintain an ice-shaped face that was the same as usual. This guy is here to guard against the thief?... Jian'er felt a huge bead of sweat appearing on her forehead.

Dear, do you think you are the ones you? We are not the "haired head" that everyone loves, so you can attract butterflies so you can treat us as treasures. Besides, don't forget that person is a blood clan. In their eyes, humans like themselves probably belong to the same concept as the fragrant meal. Do you think anyone wants to give birth to their "food"?

But forget it, Jian'er understood that no matter what she said, she probably wouldn't listen to this person. She shouldn't waste her vigor. However, hehe, it's undeniable that a strange sense of vanity rose from Jian'er's heart. The sweet smell made Jian'er's heart full, and the eyes of looking at Lei softened a little.

Jian'er didn't wait long. A slender figure followed Michiko into the living room.

She was still wearing a long black cloak, a tuxedo of the same color, a high hat, and a slender and jade-like hand holding a silver civilization stick. The snow-white scarf exposed sharp corners in the ironed pocket. The person who came was the Earl of the Blood Clan, Earl of Dracula!

"The Earl's visit to the humble house is really bright." Jian'er stood up and greeted her slightly.

"Good evening, noble lady." Earl Dracula took off the long black cloak on her body and handed Michiko who had already been beside her. Then she took off the top hat on her head and gave a gentlemanly greeting to Jane gracefully.

"Please sit, Count." Influenced by this person, Jian'er couldn't help but take out the set under the guidance of Wang Lu. With a hand, he would give Count Dracula to his seat, "Tea or coffee?"

"Green tea, thank you!" Earl Dracula nodded slightly to express her gratitude. She looked at Earl Dracula with some surprise. She was somewhat unexpected about this person's choice. She thought that this Western gentleman would choose coffee, but she didn't expect that he would choose tea. And it was not the black tea that Westerners are used to drinking, but chose green tea from our country Z. Well, this person has a good taste, you should know that this tea is produced in Youlian space, and it is full of spiritual energy.

"I thought we were friends, didn't we? Song." Looking at Jian'er deeply, Count Dracula suddenly spoke. Although he was doing things like this, don't these people in China always focus on human relationships? With the name of a friend, will this person be more concerned when he asks for help later?

"Of course, Dracula." After understanding the meaning of Count Dracula, Jane followed the good deeds. She just changed her name and would not lose a piece of meat. What's there to stick to?

Besides, the blood count has been very friends these days, although Jian'er can see that later. This person seemed to have something to ask for. Just the kindness he tried to show during this period of time, Jane had to accept this person's affection. No matter what he wanted to rest, if it was within his ability, Jian'er wouldn't mind stretching out his hand. After all, Jinxiu had also taken the initiative to help his master before, right?

He opened his mouth. Count Dracula seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't let go of his face. He tried his best and finally turned into a silent sigh. He had to pick up the tea and take a sip, covering up the slight embarrassment he showed.

"Good tea!" It was originally just to hide his discomfort, but this sip of tea made Count Dracula feel an unexpected surprise, and his eyes lit up and blurted out. He couldn't help but drink another sip, showing an intoxicating look.

"Ahem, Dracula, if you like this tea, how about I ask Michiko to wrap some of it later?" Looking at the performance of the blood count, Jane felt like she wanted to rub her temples.

"So, thank you." Earl Dracula's face froze. Now this person realized how good he was. Looking at the blue tea in his hand, smelling the extremely attractive tea fragrance that it emitted, and remembering the wonderful feeling of the magical tea water after it entered his throat, Earl Dracula was still unwilling to make up his mind to refuse.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should have something to ask for during this trip, right? I don't know..." Looking at the blood count who was holding a cup of tea and was still holding a cup of tea with a black look, Jian'er said she was speechless. Forget it, let's pick up this topic by herself. She still has a lot of things to do later. When this person has done his psychological construction and open his mouth, the daylily will be cold.

"Cough!" Count Dracula coughed his subordinates lightly on his mouth, alleviating his embarrassment. Although it was surprising that Jian'er acted so directly, after all, the people of Z like to circle around people the most. They often say half of the words and leave half of them to play with you. If you accidentally say something, you may be able to trick you into it (Jian'er: Dear, do you understand the art of language?). However, in this heart, Count Dracula is still quite grateful to Jian'er for being kind. Since they have helped you make this clear, if you don't walk down the ladder, you are a fool, and is this Dracula a fool? It is very obvious that he is not.
Chapter completed!