Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

late at night.

Michael sat in front of the computer, leaned back in the chair, looked back at Van Helsing lying on the bed, huddled into a small ball under the quilt, he showed a small head, pillowed with Michael's hair Fell asleep with eyes closed on the scented pillow.

He slept on the edge of the big round bed, with a semi-circular low stool and his own cotton slippers under his face.

There was a cute little purring sound.

The stars sang a lullaby, the high-altitude wind gradually became lighter, no longer chasing the flowing clouds, and let the floating clouds carry the moonlight leisurely into the horizon.

Michael took a few more glances, then turned and went back to work at his desk.

She will go to bed after drawing a few more shots.

Under the moonlight, Mikael moved calmly and quickly. Although he really wanted to finish his work early and go back to sleep with his dear, he would not lose his elegance.

Finally, after 10 minutes, Mikael gently put the digital screen on his lap back on the desktop with the digital pen, no longer bothered about everything on the computer, got up and stretched.

"Hmm..." The black wings fluttered, creating a gust of wind.

Afraid that this slight movement would disturb my dear, Michael silenced and looked at Van Helsing on the bed.

I saw Van Helsing opened his eyes and looked at her sleepily.

"Did you make a noise dear?" Michael stepped forward and touched Van Helsing's little head.

"No..." Van Helsing shook his head, "I've been waiting for Michael just now, I didn't sleep well..."

"I kept my dear waiting for a long time..." Michael changed into white gauze pajamas beside the bed, lifted the quilt slightly, got in and hugged Fan Helsing, the three pairs of black wings were still exposed, hanging down under the bed, covered the carpet.

"That... just change to the usual posture..." Van Helsing knew that Michael's wings would be uncomfortable in this posture.

He usually doesn't like to put the two wings together behind him, like a butterfly whose wings are soaked in water, or an old hen whose wings are pinched by someone...

Michael smiled when he heard Van Helsing's words, sat up with him, and lay down in the center of the big bed, with his wings flat on the soft mattress, and opened his arms.

"Come on, dear."

As always, Van Helsing lay back in Michael's arms, allowing her delicate and gorgeous arms like white jade to wrap around his chest, interlocking her fingers.

These hands...just like Mikael himself, they can only be described as gorgeous, they seem like miraculous creations that perfectly interpret 'beauty'.

"Michael, your hands are so beautiful..." Van Helsing looked down at Mikael's forearm, wrist, palm, and fingers, everything was beautiful...

It seems that I can somewhat understand Kira ○ Yoshikage's sexual fetish.

"Hmm..." Mikael let go of his palm and held it in front of himself and Van Helsing to look at it: "When I came to the atrium, it was a wonderful thing to transform my appearance into what I am now..."

"Michael, who is so beautiful now, exists only to meet my dear..."

"Didn't Michael look like this before?" Fan Helsing was a little curious, and stretched out his little hand to compare with Michael's.

Well...it's not that bad...

"No, a long, long time ago..." Michael said softly, "Angels are very strange creatures, even we feel a little strange..."

"The anti-knuckle feet, the thin and pale humanoid body, the fingers sharpened into blades, the face is not much different from the current one, but a little more immature..."

"But at that time we didn't have hair, only countless tentacles growing on our heads to prey on plankton..."

"The last thing is the wings. At that time, our wings were only eight or six tentacles. We had just had feathers and cartilage. The bones hadn't hardened yet, so they were limp. It's a bit embarrassing..."

"Hmm...I want to see Mikael's fluffy wings, I think it will be very cute..." Van Helsing saw Mikael folded his wings and hugged himself completely as usual.

It was like weaving a black cocoon to wrap around my baby.

very warm.

"Is it cute?" Mikael remembered how he was dragging his white wings like a cloak, hunting with a light spear, and then tripped over his own wings, and suddenly smiled: "It's not cute... very Silly……"

"I want to take a look..." Van Helsing lowered his head, bit Michael's wings lightly, and said in a vague voice, "If you don't show me, I'm going to suck Michael's blood! I'm a vampire bat!"

Although it is a shameful vampire bat that has never eaten any blood other than pig blood fried leeks and Lucifer's little angel's fingertip blood...

"Ah!" Michael's face was 'scared', but his eyes were full of smiles: "Don't suck my blood! I'm so scared!"

"I'll just show my dear~"

Michael spoke in the angel's spiritual network.

In less than a minute, a space crack appeared on Michael's head, and a small hand handed out a photo.

As soon as Mikael took it over, there was a girl's complaining voice from the space crack——

"I always feel... After Michael was locked in the small dark room, he was more chic than before he was not locked in the small black room..."

"Really, Raphael has also been absent from work for a long time, and now we are the only ones working above ten abysses... It's not fair, I want to fall too..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Mikael pushed his little hand back into the space crack, and within a short while, the crack healed naturally, leaving only the echo of unwilling whimpers.

"Is this what Michael used to look like?" Van Helsing looked at the photo in Michael's hand, and still did not let go of Michael's wings.

In the photo is the ancient angel that Michael just mentioned. She seems to be more than two meters tall, holding her soft white wings, standing in a low room, her head almost touching the ceiling.

her face...

"Uh..." Fan Helsing was stunned, just because he saw the super obvious traces of the P picture.

The head of this 'Ancient Michael' was obviously cut out from an unknown photo with a magnetic lasso tool, and pasted on the body of 'Ancient Michael'...the color was not even adjusted, and one side was missing ear……

"'One Ear Michael' is so cute!" Van Helsing laughed.

"..." Michael said helplessly, "I'm sorry, dear, most of my abilities are sealed now, and I can't change back to the ancient form... I can only let my dear see Baldr's body and me. face..."

But Mikael didn't expect that Badr's P-picture skills were so poor, and he failed in the cultivation level of 'Joint Overlord' at all.

"It's okay, it's okay." Van Helsing raised his head and rubbed Michael's cheek: "It will be fine for me to change Mikael in the future..."

"Well, there will be that day." Michael put the photo aside, took a deep breath, and hugged Van Helsing again: "It's late at night, go to sleep..."

"Good night, Michael." Van Helsing rubbed his eyes, and let go of Michael's wings with his small mouth.

"Good night, honey..." Michael whispered softly.

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Chapter 358 Chapter 357: Lost in the Mysterious City of Qingkou ([-])

The inn, in Van Helsing's room.

Holding a lighter, the evil spirit maid blew out the candles on the table and lit them again.

Doing boring pastimes.

Looking at the small halo placed on the ground, the evil spirit maid was waiting for her master to return.

After a while, the evil spirit maid took out a metal chess piece from the gully in her chest, put it on the table and pushed it back and forth, just like this 'queen' patrolling her own territory on her own table kingdom .

On the corridor outside the room——

A young man with an anxious face was in a hurry, wanting to go downstairs to find a latrine, but suddenly, he looked at the corridor and stopped for a long time, not daring to go forward, his face covered with sweat of fear.

I could only see a room next to the corridor...the lights flickered on and off, reflecting a gloomy and weird atmosphere in the corridor, not to mention the strange rattling and creaking sounds...

The unknown thing in the room seemed to have sensed that there was someone outside the room, so it stopped its activities. After the light went out, it never came on again, and the world was silent.

The other side of the corridor faces the courtyard, and when you walk out, you will see a deep four-story building, and you can’t see the bottom clearly under the night...

The young man wiped the cold sweat off his head, turned around, and returned to his room with trembling legs.

……

The next day.

Van Helsing yawned a little and crawled out of the halo. Seeing her master coming back, the evil spirit maid stuffed the chess pieces back into her ditch, bowed and slipped back into Van Helsing's shadow.

bang bang bang-

When Van Helsing sat on the edge of the bed and just took off his pajamas, Katyusha knocked on Van Helsing's door outside.

"Mr. Van Helsing, it's time to get up, wash and change."

"Wait a minute, I just took off my pajamas, just let me change my clothes today!" Fan Helsing hurriedly put on his underwear.

puff--

A beam of light shone from the outside into the room, and the cold morning sun shone directly on Fan Helsing's snow-white skin, as if it was shining.

"..." Fan Helsing was taken aback.

"Mary! Don't mess around!" Katyusha's voice sounded, accompanied by the crisp sound and painful cry of Mary being hit hard on the forehead.

On the wooden door covered with paper, Van Helsing saw the silhouette of Mary being held under Katyusha's armpit, waving for help, and a bunch of silhouettes on the side remained indifferent.

Not a second later, Katyusha blocked the small hole that Mary poked in the door just now with her hand.

"Mr. Van Helsing continue changing clothes, Mary has been subdued by me."

"Oh..." Van Helsing put on his underwear and other clothes.

"Mary got up so early today? Doesn't she usually sleep until ten o'clock?"

"Because a bastard planted a biochemical bomb in the room, opened the door shamelessly, and ran away without a trace. That bastard made a mess outside, we have to leave quickly!" Lucifer covered his hands Nose, the voice is full of nausea.

"I originally wanted to go down to have breakfast, but now I'm not in the mood." Li Ge said in an irritable tone, "Why can I still eat!"

"Then go down and wait for me first!" Is it exciting to stay here?

Immediately Van Helsing opened his hands, and called the wraith maids to come out and help him dress him faster than he could with a bat himself.

"It's okay, Li Ge used his true energy to disperse the air, at least our side doesn't stink anymore, but it's still disgusting." Lucifer rolled the dead fish's eyes.

"How can there be such a person in the world! Disgusting——"

The evil spirit maids quickly helped Fan Helsing put on his clothes and shoes, and combed his hair in time.

After everything was dressed, Van Helsing trotted to open the door, pulled Katyusha, and led everyone downstairs. The waiter of the inn stood at the corner of the corridor, mustering up the courage to come over and apologize——

I saw more than a dozen evil spirit maids trot out of Van Helsing's room following Van Helsing, and ran into the shadow cast by Van Helsing on the wall.