Meng closed his eyes and spoke in a cold and indifferent tone, "So, am I the only one kept in the dark?"

Tang Muyan pinched Meng Yuegui's face and said, "Sorry, I was afraid you would get scared."

Of course, I am afraid. After all, I am just an ordinary person. But don't you think I would be even more scared if I were to discover it myself?" Meng Yuegui trembled slightly. "You always do this, not telling me anything and claiming it's for my own good. Have you ever considered that I will have to face it eventually?"

Tang Muyan remained silent and leaned down to kiss Meng Yuegui's trembling lips. A taste of blood spread in his mouth, causing Meng Yuegui to furrow her brows. She felt her mind becoming muddled and her body growing restless.

Tang Muyan's kiss was filled with a lingering restraint, yet it possessed a wild aggressiveness. Meng Yuegui gradually lost herself and reached out her arm, hooking it around Tang Muyan's neck...

As their lips parted, Tang Muyan gazed into the confusion in Meng Yuegui's eyes, and a smile curled up at the corners of his mouth.

"Darling, how about I change into a bold outfit for you?" Tang Muyan whispered seductively into Meng Yegui's ear, while reaching to undress him. When Tang Muyan finally saw Meng Yegui successfully change into a maid costume, their mouth almost reached their ears, ecstatic with joy.

Tang Muyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forcibly repressing his thirst for blood, and carried Meng Yuegui to the bed. Tang Muyan gradually approached his "little maid," who huddled in the corner like a confused little rabbit.

"Babe, you're so adorable." Tang Muyan gently stroked Meng Yuegui's face with his hand, his eyes gleaming with almost insane light. With just one glance, Meng Yuegui's eyes turned red, and he used both hands and feet to crawl towards him. Tang Muyan lifted Meng Yuegui's chin and gazed deeply into his pitiful little bunny's eyes, slowly pressing his head down..."

The dark-colored curtains blocked the sunlight from shining through, but Meng Yuegui was startled awake. Reflexively, she sat up and found herself wearing that maid outfit, with some dirty white marks on it. Meng Yuegui rubbed her aching head, feeling pain all over her body, but there was nothing unusual in that area.

Meng Yuangui couldn't recall what happened yesterday, but it certainly wasn't anything good. Just when Meng Yuangui was feeling completely discouraged, Tang Muyan happened to walk in.

"Sweet milk, have breakfast?"

Meng Yuezhuo's expression turned wooden, as he looked at him without any emotion on his face, remaining silent.

Tang Muyan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Meng Yuegui and said, "Darling, I like you."

"And then?"

"I hope to have that kind of relationship with you again when you're sober."

Meng sneered with a cold laugh, "What happened yesterday?"

"Vampire blood has an aphrodisiac effect."

"So you did it on purpose, right?"

Tang Muyan bit down on Meng Yuegui's lip, grinding it little by little. Meng Yuegui wanted to push him away, but also feared biting into Tang Muyan's lip during the struggle. He didn't want to drink Tang Muyan's blood again. Meng Yuegui maintained a posture of resistance, but didn't dare to use too much force. He waited until Tang Muyan released him, and only then did Meng Yuegui obtain his freedom.

"Tang Muyan, I don't want to be with you anymore. Let's break up." Her tone was calm, as if she was discussing something ordinary.

Tang Muyan knew Meng Yugui very well, so he knew it would end up like this. Without saying a word, he handed him a piece of paper and clean clothes, then left. As soon as he heard the sound of the door closing, Meng Yugui collapsed back as if devoid of strength. He spent over an hour staring at the ceiling before finally getting up. Slowly changing into fresh clothes, he ignored the strange marks on his body. Unsteadily grasping the piece of paper, he got off the bed and walked to the dining table to eat a couple of bites of the cold breakfast.

Meng Yu Gui weakly raised his hand and looked at the paper in his hand. There were three words written on it - "I'm waiting for you."

She crumpled the paper casually and threw it into the trash can. Meng Yu Gui left Tang Muyan's house and hailed a car...

Meng Yuanguo returned home and packed up all the things Tang Muyan had given him, throwing them away. Then, he changed into simple clothes. He looked at himself in the mirror and also threw away the clothes he had taken off from the sofa.

"Well, it's a bit of a waste." Meng Ruigui rubbed his nose and began to contemplate where he could go to relax.

Zhi Zi, how do you think I should handle this?" Meng Yuegui muttered to himself, tapping his finger on the armrest of the sofa.

"Mmm, how about taking a vacation? There's nothing urgent that needs to be done recently anyway. Where should we go..." Meng Yuezhuai propped his chin up and pondered, "How about... going to city H? I've heard they have a lot of snacks there."

Thinking this way, Meng turned to his phone and searched for a strategy.

"Ah? Looks good. We're in for a treat now. Ah! There's even this shop, the clothes designs are fantastic..." Meng Yuegui smiled and as he laughed, tears started to flow down his face. Meng Yuegui hastily wiped them away and swiftly went to pack his bags..."

In the afternoon, Meng Yu returned was already on the plane. As the scenery outside the window changed, Meng Yu returned felt drowsy.

Hey, handsome guy. What are you doing in H city? A strange accent accompanied by a peculiar statement came from beside.

Meng raised her eyes and saw a handsome foreign guy sitting next to her. Her mood was... terrible!

"What's wrong?" Meng Yu Gui didn't give a straightforward answer, but instead posed a question.

"Ah, just asking casually."

"I'm going to eat." Meng Yuigui said, and I turned my head away, closing my eyes to rest.

"Hey handsome, I'm Seymour Sanders. And you? What's your name?"

"You guess." Meng Yuanguo's voice was lazy and his tone was neither positive nor negative.

"Hmm... I'll call you Little Beauty."

"Mm-hmm."

"I'm also going to taste delicious food. I'm not very familiar with the routes. How about we go together?"

"I don't know the way either."

"Then we should go together even more, helping each other, right?"

Your Chinese is very poor, it sounds uncomfortable to listen to.

"Ah?" Seymour Saunders was taken aback, surprised by the directness of the other party.

"Your name sounds like a type of food."

"Ah?"

"I'm tired, sorry," Meng Yuegui said as he put on his headphones and stopped talking.

Seamus couldn't help but feel emotional in his heart - "Tang Muyan has a unique taste, actually liking someone with a sharp tongue." He didn't know that Meng Yuegui was not one to pick fights with anyone, but it happened that Tang Muyan happened to bully him.

The airplane seats were not very comfortable, but Meng Yu Gui was too tired and eventually fell asleep. When Meng Yu Gui woke up, the plane had already landed.

Meng returned from the plane, and Seymour was following behind like a shadow.

"Tsse, why are you following me?"

"I don't know the way, little beauty."

"If you keep behaving like this, I will call the police," Meng Yuigui said, rubbing his forehead. "Even if you are an international friend, you can't act like this."

"Little beauty, just take me with you."

"I am not a tour guide."

"Tsk, just agree with me. Why make it so difficult?"

"Oh, you can even speak dialect!"

"You!"

"Okay, let's go together."

"Ah! Little beauty, you're the best!"

'……'