Rebirth-First Class Magician

Seaman frowned, and glanced down at Lyle in the cage. "Is the high blood slave?"

Asa ’s reaction was very wrong. The senior blood slave had never heard of it in the blood race, it must have been Lyle lying and deceiving.

But it can involve Jin Tong--

"It seems that there is a golden pupil blood slave." Seaman smiled, his fingers bounced in the gold cage rhythmically, "that is the exclusive blood slave of pure blood Jessica, since Lord Jessica entered the sleeping place, That blood slave is gone. "

"..." Asa frowned, and stared at Himan's eyes. "You just betrayed you, Mr. Himan, in fact, you don't know what advanced blood slaves are?"

Seaman looked at the pale gold deep in Asa's eyes and laughed, "I think you misunderstood Mr Asa. Jessica has been sleeping for hundreds of years, and I do n’t remember these things that have nothing to do with me In my heart. "

Asa took a step closer, squinting his eyes tightly and staring at him tightly, before lowering his voice for a while, "Really?"

Seaman's expression still looked very calm. "I didn't have to deceive you. That memory is just a stone thrown into the sea for me. You just hurriedly asked. I didn't respond." .

Asa was about to ask something, and Gal, who had been quiet, suddenly said, "Dad? What is a blood slave?"

Asa was just trying to answer Gal's question, but Hieman was the first to answer, "It's just grain storage. I'm trying to send a blood slave to your father."

"!" Gal's eyes widened suddenly, and his soft voice sobbed softly. "Dad's my own." After speaking, he hurriedly gripped Asa's arm and refused to let go.

Himan raised an eyebrow. Don't look at Garr, or His Royal Highness, with a deep face. "Hehe, it's really a father-son relationship. Don't your father need to eat?"

"Squeak!" The fat bat sitting in the cage echoed, apparently agreeing with Seaman's point.

Gal seems to have prepared the manuscript for a long time. The emerald green eyes are stained with water, and he looks up wetly from Asa's arms.

"..." Asa rubbed his temples with a headache, looked up at Seaman, and said weakly, "Go, your clothes are in the menswear area."

Himan was clutching the cage behind Asa, and watched as Gal lay in Asa's arms and smiled, ‘Hi Royal Highness, your means are becoming more and more sophisticated. ’

With both hands around Asa's neck, Gal laid his head behind the other's shoulder and looked coldly. ‘I do n’t need it if my teammates can be smarter. ’

Himan raised his eyebrows, ‘this is not my reason. I want to change whoever is asked this question will help me, Your Highness. ’

"Squeak!" Lyle echoed in a bat's face sitting in the bat cage.

Sameer narrowed his eyes, and the verdant pupils turned slightly deeper. ‘Lair seems to have found the backing? Have you decided to hold your breath? ’Then he asked Himan leisurely,‘ or is the Duke of Himan ready to be dragged down by this idiot? ’

‘You do n’t need to worry about His Highness. ‘Hyman looked back with a smile,‘ His Royal Highness intends to do this all the time, ’and looked up and down at Asa and Samael,‘ dragging? ’

‘I do n’t think it ’s bad. ‘Samael ’s voice was a bit cold, and the original green pupil seemed very deep.‘ I ’d like to stay with him, no matter what the state. ’

Seaman nodded clearly, and did not continue to speak.

Some things have something, and he can know that feeling without telling it.

Asa's last regret is probably to promise Himan to buy clothes. He spent a total of half an hour shopping for Gar, while Himan spent nearly three hours in the men's clothing area, yeah! No! buy! Finish!

"Mr. Seaman, the clothes just suit you just now, and this one on you is also very good." Asa sat on the sofa, watching Seaman standing in front of the shopping guide lady, frowned, "I don't think What options are there for such a pile of shirts that look the same? "

Himan was buttoning, and Wen Yan slightly raised his head and glanced at Asa. "Who bought your clothes seems to be tailor-made for you." After that, he gave him a quiet look. Gar sat on Asa's knees.

Asa remembered the tall golden-eyed man, his eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently. "Sammel, my past housekeeper, is actually the one just mentioned."

Seaman smiled, continued to twist the buttons, and said, "I see, your housekeeper is really a careful person."

Asa frowned, and nodded in agreement. "Indeed, he is a good housekeeper."

Gal, who had been sitting quietly on Asa's legs, raised his eyebrows, and his corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The purchased clothes will be delivered to the room by the hotel's waiter. Himan walks in front of the cage. Asa wants to quit with him and return to the room. See the script?

"Mr. Asa, I need to buy some things that Lyle likes. Will I go together?" Himan stood at the door of a black-and-white decorated shop and asked Asa with a smile.

Asa glanced at the shop sign “Black Tulips” and frowned. Florist?

"It's already here anyway, does Lyle like to spend?"

Himan pushed open the black-framed glass door, and the bell inside the shop rang crisply. "No, he likes these more than flowers."

Asar stood in the shop door, looking at the dazzling array of ... restraints?

Asked incredulously, "He likes these?" He didn't see anything.

"I think Mr. Asa can also buy a set, such as this, pure black milk, rings and leather reins with white skin, making people who use it look forbidden. And this, bright red. The strap will have an extremely strong visual impact ... "

A tall and thin young man came out of the counter, and just happened to hear Himan's introduction. "This gentleman is really expert. These two are the hottest things in our shop."

Asa took a step back unconsciously, covering Gal's eyes and grinning, "I think these things are left for Lyle who knows how to appreciate him. I need to go back and watch the script first." Himan spoke, and turned and hurriedly went out.

The tall and thin young man and Seaman both smiled and didn't talk. In the whole shop, only the fat bats in the golden cages screamed and squeaked holding the railings.

"Dad? What's the tie?" Just as he stepped out of the store, Garr, who had been quiet, asked softly against Asa's ear.

Asa's ears were caught unprepared, blown straight by the heat from Gal's speech, and shuddered slightly and then turned red uncontrollably.

Gently glanced at the shop sign of 'Black Tulip', Asa said quietly, "Kids don't know."

"Don't you take that thing off after taking it off?" Gal looked at Asa's red ears, and continued to ask, twitching the corners of his mouth.

"..." Asa walked for a moment, his face dull and silent.

He vowed secretly that he would bring Gal around and raise him by himself. Lyle and Seaman were really cousins, and would only teach bad children!

Garr watched Asa's ears getting redder and narrowed his eyes against Asa's neck ...

Today's weather was good. Asa pulled the curtains out of the room, and the warm and cozy sunlight was shining on the room floor.

Asa moved the sofa under the windowsill and took the script to the sun.

The purer bloodlines are the less afraid of the sun, but the bloodkinds who adore darkness all hate the sun. They hate the feeling of the sun's rays shining on their skin, which will cause them to collapse.

But Asa felt that he was a stranger, a blood family that climbed out of the coffin, and was still the pure blood of the dark breath. And he was unexpected, longing for sunshine?

Longing for being straight, warm when shooting.

Garr sat quietly next to Asa, tilting his head to look at the script that Asa had spread on his knees, watching Asa's character inside, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

The script of "The Lost in the Deep Sea" is very commercial. It is nothing more than a theatrical version of a Hollywood movie. Asa almost watched the entire repertoire in a row.

Sitting on the sofa frowning secretly, could it be Allen picking from the company's abandoned script?

"Ding Dong." The doorbell rang suddenly in the quiet room.

Asa rubbed his temples and stood up to look at the clock. Half an hour had passed. Is the man here?

Asa thought of being separated from the other, and he entered the shop, and Asa frowned.

There is a bad feeling.

Opening the door, Himan stood at the door with a cage and a plain black bag, and smiled mildly after seeing Asa, "Mr. Asa, can I go in and sit?"

Asa glanced at the black bag in his opponent's hand, trying to find some letters on it, such as 'black tulips'.

"Yes, Mr. Seaman." But it was just a black bag, and Asa leaned slightly over his body to let Seaman come in.

Himan entered the room and glanced at the doorknob. "I haven't remembered in the morning, Mr. Asa's ability is really good, recovery." Don't take a deep look at Asa after saying, "I should also look like Are the other dukes of the thirteenth family panic? "

"I don't think this ability is easy to use. In fact, I prefer enchantment or more aggressive abilities." Asa frowned, apparently not very fond of his own abilities, "Mr. Himan came to find Is there something wrong with me? "

Heman smiled mysteriously, "Yes, this is the meeting ceremony I am going to give to Mr. Asa. When I introduced the straps and **** and rings, I saw the look of love in your eyes. , So I bought it for you. "

Himan said, and he casually glanced at Gal on the sofa. "Mr. Asa would like it?"

Asa looked at the three things in the black paper bag, gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, Mr. Seaman."

Himan dropped the bag and walked to the door, saying goodbye politely, "Don't thank me, I know you'll like it."

-Hey.

The door was closed and Asa looked at the black bag on the coffee table with a headache.

"Dad, are you hungry?"

Gal Milk, who had been sitting on the sofa, asked milkily.

Asa wondered for a moment why Gal asked, "A bit, what's wrong?"

Gal seemed a bit shy, and looked down at his shirt with a embarrassed expression, revealing his white round waist, "I feed you ..." and looked at Asa with a red cheek.

"..."

The author has something to say: Hahahahahaha, the belly-bellied samael is going to feed directly! !! Hahahahaha

What?

Ah ha ha ha [belly black plus ghosts plus funny than to form a squad. . . Asa is the target! !! !!

I'm really a cute and witty little melon, like myself. . . .