Rescuing the Supporting Character

I was squatting and picking up ‘the stunner of Angus’s stunned. I saw a flash of light in front of me, and the white cat who attacked her broke into the bottom of the bed! She glared at her injured chest and cried out, "Oh, grab me!"

Angus, who is still surrounded by the beautiful waist, did not move. He looked at her chest and his eyes became deep and deep. On the white chest, the scars of the three claws broke open and the blood was scattered. Especially attractive.

He frowned slightly, his voice was soft and low, with regrets that could not be said: "What a pity..."

Carefully shrinking at the bottom of the bed, I heard a short scream, hesitating for a while, just wanting to probe out and see a heavy object suddenly "砰-" down!

The woman who had just been swayed by Angus in her arms was facing the white cat under the bed. Her eyes were round and her neck had two deep blood holes! The blood of the cockroaches slowly flowed down her neck to the clean floor, and the temperature was a step back in horror.

"Stupid cat, come out!" Angus slowly paced around the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, and fresh blood stretched along his sharp canines to the pale jaw.

Wen Ruo took a nap and stepped back into a deeper position.

The plain quilt locks the complicated skirt, and through the low pleated hem, I can see that he is slowly standing in front of the nest that Meryl has prepared for him. He has set aside for a while, and I don’t know what to think. what.

For a long time, I saw the foot wearing brown soft leather shoes, suddenly raised, one foot will not have visited the small nest once smashed a smash!

As a dignified cat, Wen Ruo grinds his teeth, swears in the corner without screaming, and firmly refuses to give his enemies a chance!

The trousers of the pen were slowly approaching, and the eyes were wide and warm, and they were preparing to go out. Suddenly the mattress on the top of the head slammed down. Angus actually lay down on the bed at this time.

The woman who didn't know what to call was still on the floor, her blood was all over the floor, and the thick **** smell spread out in the room. In the whole bedroom, except for the place where it is awkward, there is no place to hide, but its natural enemies sleep on the top of the head... It’s a sad night when it’s squatting down.

I don't know how long it took, and the limbs were numb for a long time. The pale moonlight was sprinkled on the desk by the gauze hanging on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wen Ru is on tiptoe, carefully climbed out of the bottom of the bed, jumped over the table with the high-back seat embroidered with gold wire, and quickly leaned against the window. This room is unable to stay, it has to escape quickly.

"Even if you are alive, how can the idiot disappear?" Angus, who should have fallen asleep, suddenly muttered to himself, the voice was low and plain, but there seemed to be an unspeakable loneliness.

Wen is a glimpse, the person he said in his mouth, is it her?

It hesitated to look at the window frame that was already close at hand, and looked back at Angus on the bed.

His face was hidden in the darkness, and even though the vision of the animal could not be seen, he could only see that he was staring at the ceiling of the ceiling, reflecting the slight light under the reflection of the night.

It’s hard to get to this point. If you give up, then aren’t all the energy that was spent before it scrapped? Wen thought about it and thought about it. After thinking about it and thinking about it, he finally refused to take back the claws that were put on the window sill and tightened his nerves toward him.

In its three hundred years of cat life, I have never tried such tension, this cliff is to complete the task with life!

It slowly moved forward a little bit, as if Angus had a change, it would jump out of the window without hesitation, whether it was the second floor or the third floor!

The man who has been closely monitored by him has slowly closed his eyes at this time. Wen is uncertainly guessing, is it accepted? It tempted the bar to hang down on the side of the sheet.

Angus did not move.

If the warmth is to lift the front paws, with the slowest movement it can achieve, slowly climb up, and finally only the toes of the two hind legs are still on the ground. It keeps this tough action, and for a long time, it retracts its legs and continues to move forward.

Suddenly, Angus, who was lying down, turned over, and was astonished by the temperature. When he was stiff, he waited to jump, but he recovered calm.

It only feels that his neck is cool, and he has been smashed thousands of times in his heart, soothing it, and he is rushing forward. Fortunately, Angus did not have any moths in the next time. When Wen was all the way to his pillow, he finally loosened a big breath.

His black hair fell softly on the pale face, and the squinting eyes covered the coldness of the dark blue eyes, which made his sleeping face less awkward and more quiet.

Angus’s long eyelashes shook slightly, and it seemed that he didn’t sleep well. The tight lips looked a little cool. When the warm eyes glanced at the unclean blood in his mouth, he couldn’t help but hit it. Exciting.

Wen is slowly rising straight up, it thinks, it is better to stay away from him, at least, can not sleep in the mouth of a vampire.

On the second morning, when Wen was awakened from his sleep, he was relieved to find himself in Angus's bed.

The woman on the floor has disappeared, disappeared into the room with her, and the horrible vampire. Is this his default in the awake state? Wen was so happy to get up, suddenly felt a whirlwind, soft limbs, and fell into the soft quilt.

Did you sleep? It thought wildly.

"Little guy, it's time to get up." Meryl's footsteps sounded outside the door, and her happy tone was as fresh as the dew on the petals of the mountains in the morning.

Wen Ruo lifted his claws and screamed weakly: "Hey--"

Meryl pushed the door inside, and when she saw it, she suddenly changed her face and carefully picked it up. She ran downstairs and pushed Sesil, who was holding the milk, and pointed at the table. The former man yelled: "Angus, you bastard, how can you do this?!"

Angus leisurely shared Elliot's inventory and didn't lift his eyes: "How am I?"

"You--" Meryl was so distressed that she was so warm and mad that her tongue could not be straightened. "How can you bite it, it is still so small, it is not enough for you to sew!"

"Oh, what do you mean, when it grows up enough for me to sew, can I bite?" He glanced at her in an understatement and licked the bright red liquid in the goblet.

"Of course not," Meryl shook her head and angered her voice. "When can't you!"

"It destroys my food. I charge it a little bit of blood as a snack. It's also fair." Angus raised his eyebrows and put down the glass. The bright red liquid swelled in the wall of the cup, and he licked his own sharpness. The canine teeth, "You can rest assured that it is not painful at all. I added some anesthesia effect to the venom."

Wen is silent, he actually bite it... I really appreciate his thoughtfulness!

Meryl said that Angus, however, regretted not telling him directly yesterday that the person he was looking for was this white cat, and his heart was angry and guilty. He blurted out: "You will regret it! It is-"

Wen Ruo lifted his claws and gently pressed it on her hand. On the anger of Meryl, it slowly shook his head.

It is not that she does not want it to recognize him, it is that he does not want to recognize him.

Wen Ruan turned to Angus quietly, his dark blue eyes stunned, as if in front of the inquiry, one person and one cat strange behavior. It squinted, entered the arms of Meryl, and patted her hand.

She was willing, glanced at Angus, and closed her mouth and turned it to go upstairs.

Angus did not recognize her for the second time. Wen was so wiltingly lying in Meryl's nest, and softly fiddled with the golden thread in the nest.

In the small dish that was exquisitely placed in the nest, the perfect poached egg and the fragrant milk did not move.

"How much to eat?" Meryl squatted in front of its nest, whispering with concern.

It lifted the furry little head and squinted at the food in front of him. Don't start, it doesn't have any appetite at the moment.

Meryl sucked her nose with blame, and if it wasn’t her previous self-assertion, Angus would not be so. After all, how could he be merciful to an ordinary kitten, she snorted, "Or, you still moved to my room, it is too dangerous."

Wen is shaking his head, it is not afraid of death, how can it retreat at this time.

However, Angus’s move this time really hit it. Is it in his mind that there is no identifiable thing, at most it can only be regarded as a snack?

Others don't say that the eyes are the windows of the soul. How can a common cat's eyes contain so many complicated emotions like its eyes?

Is Angus blind? !

It’s sad...

Ok, maybe it's a horn, it's just a thought of the **** indifference of the bastard, there is no way to continue this task in a short time.

It huddled together, burying its head deep into the nest, the bandage on the neck was white, and almost all of its long hair blended into one.

Wen did not know when Meryl had left, and she did not know that after she left, the man who could not wait to bite him quietly returned to the room.

His footsteps were silent, and his eyebrows stood in the warm nest for a long time. For a long time, he slowly said: "Idiot?"

As a matter of course, Wen did not answer him. At this time, he had completely slept over because of excessive blood loss.

Angus, who had not been answered, was very dissatisfied. He raised his hand and rubbed his ear. Just as soon as he let go, he saw it softly pulled back. He took a moment and disappeared into the room.

Downstairs Elliott was packing up the table, Angus slid a face and smiled invisibly to him, faintly said: "What food can quickly fill the blood?"

Elliot looked up: "Blood, there are still a few bags in the refrigerator, do you want it?"

Angus raised his eyebrows and seriously began to consider the possibility of letting a cat drink human blood...

The author has something to say: the second is more complete! o(n_n)o2k novel reading network