The Domestic Hero

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(Third, yesterday ~)

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"Sister Ru Han." Wang Yan struggled slightly, although she enjoyed her kisses, but always felt that this was not good, and some of them calculated her meaning.

This time, it wasn't Wang Yan's deliberate pretense.

It's just that under the large crowd, he is not good at that Paul Edward. And if it were not for Paul to show his true face and communicate with Wen Ruhan by way of explanation, the difficulty would not be a bit of a star.

But I never expected that things would develop to this point.

And he is not easy to push hard, afraid of hurting Wen Ruhan's soul.

"Xiaoyan, don't talk." Wen Ruhan kissed Wang Yan greedily and whispered. The tip of the tongue was a bit rusty at first, but it felt like it didn't take long. The emotions and desires that have been suppressed for years seem to be completely vented at this moment.

She knew that once she missed this one, she would never have another chance. This kiss is a catharsis and a parting.

After a long while, Paul Edward finally couldn't eat a bit. The dog and the man kissed him incessantly in front of him. He had already decided to transform Wen Ruhan into a blood race, and naturally regarded her as a ban.

There are usually three situations when a blood family transforms an object.

The first is to continue the blood descendants and create family members. Such objects will be regarded as family members, sons and daughters.

The second is the transformation of the subject into a blood partner.

The third kind is hardly a transformation, but a blood slave, a slave and a food container for mobile and obedient.

He feels that Wen Ruhan's qualifications are very good, and his temperament is also good, but he is going to transform her into a companion blood member. After she became a blood clan, she could only depend on him to survive, and there were ways to make her honest and obedient.

"Have you done?" Paul, who was more annoyed, could not help but release a powerful momentum, oppressing Wen Ruhan and Wang Yan.

Wen Ruhan knew that the catastrophe was coming, and he let go of Wang Yan helplessly. There was no regret in his eyes. Some were just reluctant. He whispered, "Xiao Yan, if I knew that there would be today, I would definitely not miss these. year."

"Sister Ru Han, actually I ..." Wang Yan was also kissed by her with some confusion, in order not to misunderstand her, he was going to explain today's situation.

"Don't say it." Wen Ruhan covered his lips with some cold jade hands and sighed, "Xiao Yan, I know what you are going to say. This kiss doesn't mean anything, just thank you for your constant care .In the past few years, my life has been relatively flat, but I am very happy, which is enough. Xiao Yan, no more talking! I will deal with this matter. "His face gradually turned pale.

Waiting for Wang Yan to speak, Wen Ruhan stood up and looked at Paul Edward with no fear in his eyes, saying, "Mr. Edward, I know your intention and purpose. I agree to let you be transformed into a blood race, but there is a prerequisite. . "

Paul Edward is first happy. If Wen Ruhan is willing to cooperate, the transformation effect will be better and the **** between blood lines will be deeper. But in the second half of the sentence, he frowned and said: "Miss Wen is willing to become a blood family, that is the best. But this kid named Wang can not let him go, otherwise he will report to the State Administration of African Affairs."

"As long as Mr. Edward is willing to let it go, I am willing to persuade him ..." Wen Ruhan pressed against Edward, Shen Sheng said, "If Mr. Edward does not agree, I would rather choose to die together. I forgot to tell Mr. one thing, I stand After making a will, as long as something goes wrong, all my shares will be donated to the country. "

"Sister Ruhan ..." Wang Yan touched his nose helplessly, we really don't need that.

But before Wang Yan's words were finished, Wen Ruhan glanced back at him: "Xiao Yan, I said, I will handle this matter."

"Okay, I promise." Paul Edward's eyelids jumped straight, staring at Wang Yan fiercely, "Miss Wen, I promised to spare this kid. But we have to wait until we reach the United States before letting go of him. "

"No, let it go now."

"Now let me feel insecure, the National African Affairs Bureau is too powerful."

Wang Yan could n’t help it anymore. He stood up and grabbed Wen Ruhan ’s arm and pulled it behind him: “Sister Ruhan, I know you do n’t want to implicate me. But, this matter really makes me solve it. Only low-level vampires, I shot dozens of them in minutes. "

Low-level vampire? Dozens of others were shot in minutes.

Paul's face suddenly became very ugly, and he smiled angrily: "Well, Wen Ruhan, it's not that I don't give face, but this kid is looking for his own death. The Earl stands here, you come to shoot me.

"Xiao Yan, don't be impulsive ..." Wen Ruhan thought Wang Yan was bloody, and his expression was anxious.

"Jasmine, a few of you." To be honest, Wang Yan was too lazy to start fighting with this level of blood, but just said lightly, "solve this matter quickly." At the youth conference, his opponents are already half Step S-level strong.

In fact, even the Dark Son of the Dark Council, Wang Yan is too lazy to work with him.

Today, he is already a half-step S-class strongman, and then bullies a small B-class blood, and it will really make people laugh. Just pulling out a pet and a maid can solve this problem.

"Hee hee." Jasmine and other maids laughed.

"Master, don't worry. For such an interesting thing, you won't let us play for a little longer." A maid said quietly.

the host! ?

At this moment, Paul's face became extremely brilliant, both shocked and unbelievable.

A count of **** clan, called a human master?

What is this situation?

At the same time, Wen Ruhan was also shocked, his expression somewhat inexplicable.

"Yeah yeah, the enemies that the host encountered before were too powerful, and we couldn't help. We can't help them now. There is only a stupid rookie coming to your door, you can't let us enjoy more for a while."

Jasmine von Edward also said coquettishly on the side, "Master, can't you let us have a good time?"

Play, still play?

Wang Yan stared at him, which almost killed Sister Ru Han.

"Okay, okay, even if it's cheap, this stupid rookie." Several blood maids seemed to have a bad face when they saw Wang Yan, and hurriedly stepped forward, one helping to beat the leg and the other to pinch the shoulder.

There are two more, from the storage space, they took out some fine wine and food, and began to wait for Wang Yan to eat and drink: "Master, listen to you just abandoning the red wine heritage of Miguo Winery, why not try our own winery Brewed red wine. "

"Master, these fresh roasted venison are hunted from the slavery's territory. The meat is fresh and delicious, and it is absolutely natural and pollution-free food.

Several maids, you please me one word to please Wang Yan, there is no point in the blood count.

Paul Edward was dumbfounded by this, is this, is this teasing me? Today is the date, no, definitely not April Fools' Day.

But, what is going on?

A few blood Counts, even a bit of a master of a human, completely subverted Paul's three views as a noble blood.

Wen Ruhan even covered her small mouth and looked at this scene in surprise. This kind of scene also subverted her three views. Those who are high above all, so that all the women of Paul's blood family must be wooed, are they Wang Yan? And still the role of maid?

"Mo, Miss Jasmine, this, what's going on?"

A cold sweat dropped from Paul's forehead, and he felt something was wrong. In the world of superpowers that ordinary people can't reach, the strong are always respected. If that Wang Yan is really strong to a certain degree, or his identity is noble to a certain degree, it can indeed make several Earl-level blood races willingly surrender.

But how much of this strength and identity is there in the world?

"Humph." Jasmine stared at Paul sarcastically and sneered. "Stupid Miguo, you're so blind, you don't even know who my owner is."

Europeans, especially the European nobility, have always believed that the people of the United States are rude and unworthy of being called aristocrats. Even if they are very developed and rich now, in the eyes of many distinguished Europeans, they are nothing more than upstarts.

This concept is especially prevalent among bloodlines that focus on lineage. At that time, only those blood races that could not be mixed would go to the New World to make a living.

In fact, this concept is also shared by the blood nations of the United States. They are now far stronger than before, with a strong ethnic group and a few top strongmen. For those blood relatives in Europe, there is a mentality that wants to show off their power, and there is also a longing for wanting to be recognized by the other party.

After all, the blood races in Europe are the nobles that have been inherited for hundreds of years, even thousands of years.

"You, who are you." Paul is going crazy. What's wrong with China? It is so unfathomable to run a young man casually, is it so bad?

Not only Paul, but Wen Ruhan's heart was also turbulent, and shocked by Wang Yan's curiosity. All along, she only knew that Wang Yan was a civil servant, working in a special unit in the country.

As a neighbor, she never thought that Wang Yan would deceive herself.

But the current situation shows that Wang Yan's identity seems far from being as simple as he thought.

"Idiot, our host is ..." Jasmine looked proud, but when he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he looked at the door of the living room respectfully.

The rest of the maids also dropped their joking faces, their expressions awkward and frightened.

"Humph!"

There was a soft hum.

I saw a woman with a wonderful figure in the doorway, her long chestnut hair sprinkled like a waterfall on her shoulders, and her skin was as soft and delicate as sheep fat white jade. More importantly, she inadvertently exudes a dignified temperament of the superior.

"what!?"

Paul's pupils shrunk, and he looked at the gorgeous woman at the door with surprise.

The other party did not converge on the blood of his blood. The breath was so powerful and terrifying that Paul felt like facing the powerful patriarch and could not bear the slightest resistance.

This is the upper blood!

"Blood Marquis!" Paul almost burst his eyes.

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