Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 572 The Blood Clan’s Loyal Dog Butler vs. the Godly Lady 6

After making sure that there was no trace of blood on the towel, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The girl hid in the corner, lowered her head and sniffed the index finger wrapped in a pig's trotter. Finally, she was still worried, so she took off the towel and wrapped her entire left hand in it again.

"So ugly."

She looked at the "hooves" and sniffed.

Unsure of Lu Zewen's current state, Quan Jiu didn't plan to go out. She squatted on the ground out of boredom and drew a big pig's head on the paper with a watercolor pen used to draw musical notations.

There are three more Chinese characters next to the pig’s head——

Lu Zewen.

After finishing the painting, Quan Jiu still felt bored and kept working on it. He used a pen to draw two more pig heads next to them, and added the names of Andrew and Chris.

In order to distinguish the three pigs, she also thoughtfully drew a manic curly head for Andrew and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses for Lu Zewen.

When it was Lu Zhiyao's turn, Quan Jiu held his chin in his hands and thought for a while, then drew a cold ragdoll cat wearing a crown.

The name of the painting is "Four Crazy Brothers".

After the painting was completed, Quan Jiu sat on the ground and threw away the brush, planning to get up.

Halfway through standing up, her whole body froze.

In order not to be found by Lu Zewen, she did not turn on the lights. The only light source in the room was the moonlight shining in from the window.

In order to paint, she specially found a seat near the window. At this moment, a shadow was cast behind her, and she didn't know how long she stood there...

Quan Jiu lowered her eyes calmly, planning to summon Xiao Fujiko as soon as the person behind her made an attack move.

The black shadow behind him moved.

The man noticed her tense back, chuckled twice, and jumped down from the window sill where he was sitting.

His long, white hands reached for the drawing paper on the ground...

"Sweetheart, so this is what I look like in your eyes?"

The visitor's voice was low, with an intoxicating charm to it. His slender fingertips tapped on the picture of a curly pig's head.

Quan Jiu turned around and saw Andrew holding a portrait, standing not far behind her.

Andrew slowly rolled the portrait into a tube: "What's wrong, you are surprised to see me?"

Quan Jiu was indeed surprised for a moment: "What are you doing here?"

"I heard that you were captured. Someone asked me to come over and take a look."

He has a lot of business in China, part of which requires cooperation with Lu Zewen, and he is no stranger to Lu Zewen's industry in China.

This villa is Lu Zewen's foothold in H City.

Quan Jiu made a guess: "Is it Chris?"

Andrew gave her a meaningful look: "You will know soon."

After the words fell, he raised his eyes and looked at the door of the piano room.

"Andrew, I think you should know that I don't like anyone invading my territory."

Lu Zewen appeared at the door at some unknown time, dressed in gray home clothes and with an indifferent expression.

The locked door lock still did not move.

Andrew caught a glimpse of his full mental state and raised his eyebrows: "Have you sucked blood?"

As a vampire, he could tell at a glance that Lu Zewen had just eaten.

Lu Zewen did not answer directly. He teleported to Quan Jiu and reached for her shoulder with his big hand.

Andrew took hold of his wrist.

Lu Zewen's tone increased: "Let go."

"You can only drink her blood after you reach adulthood. This was the agreement we made with Chris."

"It's you, not us."

Lu Zewen remained unmoved and continued to reach out towards Quan Jiu.

Andrew frowned impatiently and rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to take action.

Lu Zewen's eyebrows were light, and he advanced instead of retreating, fighting with Andrew.

The two of them were equally skilled, and after getting entangled, neither of them had the time to care about Quan Jiu.

After escaping again, Quan Jiu decisively chose to leave Andrew and run away alone.

I don't know what method Andrew used to open the window on the second floor, and Quanjiu summoned a little vine. One end of the vine wrapped around the railing, and the other end wrapped around Quan Jiu's small body, escorting her safely downstairs.

As soon as Quan's drunken feet hit the ground, he ran away.

She ran along the beach road, just a few hundred meters away, when a bright headlight suddenly shone at her, and a rapid braking sound sounded.

Before the car door even opened, a short figure suddenly appeared beside her.

Lu Zhiyao looked solemn and carefully inspected the wounds on her body. When his eyes fell on her tightly wrapped left hand, murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"Did Lu Zewen do it?"

The technique used to wrap the wine was so rough that uninformed people thought her entire right hand had been chopped off.

Quan Jiu raised his paw and waved it flexibly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Lu Zhiyao didn't comfort him at all, and asked the driver to drive to the hospital. A group of people in black suddenly flooded into the emergency department. The doctors and nurses were so frightened that they prepared the surgical trolley and operating table in advance.

The doctor carefully observed Quan Jiu's hand and showed sympathy:

"How many were broken?"

Quan Jiu: “??”

Seeing her silence, the doctor continued to speak tentatively: "Five roots?"

Quan Jiu: "..."

She looked at the doctors and nurses who were surrounding her, and shamelessly took off the towel on her hand, revealing a small cut that had stopped bleeding.

The doctors and nurses all fell silent.

Everyone was paying attention to the wound, but no one noticed that the moment the wound was exposed to the air, the expressions of Lu Zhiyao and the driver suddenly changed.

The middle-aged driver couldn't help but look at the coagulated blood on Quan Jiu's fingertips, his throat rolling...

Lu Zhiyao noticed something unusual about him and gave him a warning look, but the driver was unmoved. Only the wounds on Quan Jiu's fingertips were visible...

Lu Zhiyao put the towel on Quan Jiu's hand again, breathing slightly:

"Go to the disinfection room first."

He looked up at the driver.

"You stay."

The fragrance suddenly stopped and the driver's eyes regained clarity. He was stunned for a moment and nodded instinctively.

………

Disinfection room.

The doctor used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to disinfect her wound.

Lu Zhiyao stood at the door, far away from Quan Jiu.

There was an uncontrollable itching between the lips and teeth, and the desire to eat was stronger than ever.

The doctor thought he was too timid to look, so he joked:

"Kid, what are you doing standing so far away? This wound is not scary at all..."

Lu Zhiyao raised his head and gave him a cold look, which was completely unlike a normal child's expression.

A chill ran down the doctor's back, and he felt a little frightened for no reason.

After the bandaging was completed, Quan Jiu was surprised to find that Lu Zhiyao had disappeared.

She thanked the doctor, walked around the corridor, and finally found his figure in the emergency escape passage.

The small ball melted into the shadows, squatting on the ground, hunched over, with its back to her.

"A long way?"

Quan Jiu tentatively opened his mouth and slowly approached.

"Don't come here!"

Lu Zhiyao was emotional and suddenly raised his voice, but never turned around.

Quan Jiu didn't stop and continued to approach:

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I told you not to come here!!"

(End of chapter)