Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

"Auntie Dawei Tianlong~" Seeing that all the enemies had turned into scum, Jin Lin'er quickly went offline, waved away the screen of the wrist computer, and stepped forward to hug Dawei Tianlong.

She especially likes this good aunt who loves herself and Bai Ji very much.

"Aunt Dawei Tianlong..." Bai Ji also stepped forward and squeezed into Dawei Tianlong's arms.

"You really know how to act like a baby, you two little guys..." Dawei Tianlong had an aunt smile on his face, and rubbed the little heads of Jin Lin'er and Bai Ji.

"Tell me, what do you want? Auntie will buy it for you." When I usually take them out to play, if they want to drink, eat snacks, or buy toys, they will throw themselves into their arms and act like a baby.

"I want to eat fried shrimp..." Jin Lin'er embraced the jade hand that Dawei Tianlong placed on top of her head.

"But we're going to sell bean curd later, so we can't go away. Can Auntie Dawei Tianlong buy some fried shrimp for us?" Jin Lin'er put down her small hand and took out ten Annie coins from her apron pocket.

"Simple," Dawei Tianlong smiled, and pushed back the ten yuan that Jin Lin'er handed over: "It's just some fried shrimp, I can still afford Auntie, and I don't need to spend Xiao Jin Lin'er's pocket money."

"Well——" Jin Lin'er shook her little head: "You can't let others spend money for you by improper means. Sister Michael said that this is not good, you can't do this..."

Normally, when Mikael gave Lucifer an ideological education class, he would also grab the little ones from the family to attend the class together. Jin Lin'er felt that he was an educated dragon, and should be educated.

"We don't need to make a clear distinction between us..." Dawei Tianlong hugged the two little guys, his face was full of pity.

These two poor little guys were not loved by Long when they were young, how can I do if I don't love them anymore?

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Chapter 1184 Chapter 1182 : Fate True Ancestor's Campus Surprise ([-])

"I have met Miss Gabriel." Lackey bowed to Miss Gabriel and the girls behind the booth: "I have met you ladies and gentlemen."

"Good afternoon, everyone~" Ouya, who was standing beside Lagi, waved her little hand to everyone.

Residents of Anne County only need to maintain respect when they see Maharaja Van Helsing's family on the street, and they don't need to stop to salute. Do it right.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen." An elf couple standing behind Laki and Ouya saluted uncomfortably.

They are the parents of Lagi and Ouya. After coming to Anne County, this is the first time that they have had such close contact with the family of the supreme ruler of Anne County.

"Good afternoon..." Miss Gabriel and the girls nodded in response.

"Ouya is out of school..." Miss Gabriel, the courtesan, was pushed out by the girls to deal with 'her' friends, and the rest of the girls were checking all kinds of ingredients and dishes at the end.

There are still 10 minutes before twelve noon.

"I heard that Ouya's grades are getting better and better recently. Next year will be when Ouya will take the college entrance examination. Which major do you want to study in university?" Miss Gabriel wiped her wet little hands with a handkerchief, Walking to Ouya's side, Ouya took her little hand like a best friend.

"Probably a literature major..." Ouya thought for a while.

"But I think in Anne County, the prospect of mechanical majors will be great—" Ouya's father interjected.

"Well...but I like literature more than machines..." Ouya said weakly, she always respected her father and didn't want to contradict him.

"My daughter is so old, let her choose once." Ouya's mother patted her husband's arm beside her.

"If you don't like machinery, let her go this way, it will be very hard in the future..."

"..." Ouya's father was silent for a while.

Why doesn't he know about this kind of thing, but he also knows that Ouya's friend is Miss Gabriel, the precious daughter of the supreme ruler of Anne County, if Ouya doesn't become more useful in the future, he can still be friends with her ?

Literature... Can literature contribute more to Anne County than machinery?

"Ouya just do what you like to do." Miss Gabriel touched Ouya's little head: "It's okay, I will always support you..."

"The literature major is also good. Do you want to work in DD Culture Headquarters in the future? I don't like those DDs a long time ago. It would be nice to change to an elf president~"

"Hehehe, Gabriel, stop joking, how can I be the president of some kind..." Ouya laughed: "And I feel that Tingfengzhe Cultural Society is more suitable for me..."

"The current main development direction of DD Culture Headquarters is entertainment and online media, and the main development direction of Tingfengzhe Cultural Agency is story and book publishing. If I want to write novels in the future, Tingfengzhe Cultural Agency is a good place to go... ..."

"Eh? Is that so?" Miss Gabriel scratched her little head: "That's fine too, but I only have an acquaintance at the Listening Wind Cultural Society, Hai Kui, so I may not be able to take care of you much..."

"I don't want to take care of you." Ouya puffed up her face and rubbed Miss Gabriel's face, "If a person depends on others in his whole life, he can't be called a complete person. It's just a shadow hanging on someone else's body, and the outline cast is just the shape of someone else..."

"But Ouya is an elf, not a human..." Miss Gabriel said weakly.

"..." Ouya's face froze, and her parents also had dumbfounding expressions on their faces. Only Lackey stood aside expressionlessly, protecting the safety of his family and Miss Gabriel like a bodyguard.

"Gabriel, you really know how to ruin the atmosphere..." Ouya rubbed Gabriel Xiaoji's little head fiercely.

"Don't rub, don't rub, your hair will get messy after a while—" Miss Gabriel pressed Ouya's little hand: "Katyusha helped me comb this hairstyle for a long time..."

Mainly while eating bats, it is a bit inconvenient.

"Okay..." Ouya let go of Miss Gabriel's little head, and helped Miss Gabriel smooth her hair.

"Then let's go back to just now..." Ouya thought for a while, "Will Gabriel go to college?"

"It must be a very happy thing to go to college with Gabriel... Maybe we will be assigned to the same dormitory, live together for four years, and then graduate from college and start working... Ah no, Gabriel, you don’t seem to need to work, you are the young lady after all~”

"Uh...University? Probably not..." Miss Gabriel's face was a little embarrassed.

Even if we meet, it is impossible to share the same dormitory with you, otherwise——

Miss Gabriel thought of the little yellow book "Hundred Years of Surprise, History of Favor and Humiliation by the True Ancestor of Destiny". There was a story about the ancestor of the Destiny True Ancestor who was disguised as a girl by his mistress and brought into the girls' school. Live in the same dormitory with the hostess, and then...

It is said to be a little yellow book, so naturally it is impossible not to engage in color, and the next step is more than 30 pages of technical guidance and experience sharing.

"You don't even go to college..." Ouya looked a bit disappointed: "Master Fan Helsing won't let you go to school, it's obviously such an important thing..."

"Yes, what else is more important than studying?" Ouya's mother looked at Miss Gabriel with pity in her eyes.

This 'girl' seems to be only about the same age as her own Ouya, how can she not go to school...

"Ahem..." Miss Gabriel scratched her little head, "Well...don't look at me as young, but I'm actually hundreds of years old..."

"After all, he is the child of a vampire...haha..."

"Going to school is something that happened hundreds of years ago. I went to school hundreds of years ago..."

"Eh? Is that so?" Ouya was stunned.

"Of course that's the case..." Miss Gabriel did go to school before. Although Fan Haixing was poor, he graduated from university normally with scholarships and bursaries.

"So I don't need to go to school now. After all, how can adults who have been out of society for hundreds of years go back to school to study..."

"I didn't even know Gabriel was an adult..." Ouya was stunned for a long time.

"I thought we were the same age..."

"It looks like they are the same age, and they can play together, so why are they not the same age?" Miss Gabriel smiled.

Even though I am already a 25-year-old guy this year, there is always a young girl living in my heart... Ah bah, it is a young boy living there.

I am a pure man full of vitality.

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The second update this morning is here! ~

(I feel like Mango is going to open a vest and really write the pure white Bible?)

Chapter 1185 Chapter 1183 : The Battle of the God of Cookery ([-])

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The melodious bell of twelve noon came from St. Lucifer Cathedral.

"It's started, it's started——" Mary's face was serious, and she stood beside Annie and waited for it. She was in charge of processing salted tofu flower, and the other girls also had their own division of labor, preparing to treat herself like an emotionless tofu flower machine. , Sell bowls of tofu flowers on plates.

slam-la-

Crowds of diners flocked to the stalls they had already set their sights on, ready to help their relatives and friends, or simply to support the chefs they admired, or simply foodies attracted by food.

They don't care who they support or not, as long as it's delicious—they want it all.

"Give us two servings of sweet bean curd, one salty bean curd, and one spicy bean curd!" Nangong Beier rushed over with the sisters first.

"Okay!—" Li Ge, Mary, and Satan immediately took action.

"Please give us four bitter tofu flowers—" Ouya, who had been standing by the booth with her family, said hastily 10 minutes before the start of the game.

"Come right away!——" Laplace appeared behind Miss Gabriel in an instant, and the four little hands were busy working together. First, they used a spoon to scoop a few spoonfuls of cooked tofu flowers into a large bucket, and put them in a paper bowl. Then pour iced herbal tea into it, put it on a plate, and pass it to the Ouya family in front of the booth.

"It's really superfluous to put a plate under the paper bowl..." Mary also handed the tofu flower in her hand to Nangong Bei'er and other Asian girls, watching Nangong Beier take out eight yuan and stuff it in front of the booth. Inside the cash box guarded by Bai Ji.

Each flavor of Annie's tofu flower is two yuan a bowl, even in the entire stall of God of Cookery, the price is the lowest batch.

It's not for the sake of small profits but high sales, but everyone thinks that mere tofu flowers are not worth that much money. If they were not warned by the organizer that they would constitute malicious competition, everyone would still want to set the price of these tofu flowers at [-] cents a bowl.

"The plates are mainly used for counting," Miss Gabriel watched as Ouya and the others took away the plates under the paper bowl and consciously put them in the box next to the booth for the organizer's staff to count, and shrugged: "I think next time we can use monochromatic balls or small badges as counting objects, and plates like tableware are better."

"Miss is absolutely right." The staff wiped the cold sweat off their brows, counting the number of dishes while recording them in their notebooks.

"I will report this suggestion to the group..."

He also felt that the group's decision to use plates as counting props was a bit stupid. It was said that it was the result of a certain manager paying tribute to a certain cooking animation he had watched in his childhood.

"Gududu——" Dongfang Taige opened his mouth wide, and poured a whole bowl of spicy tofu flower down his throat.

"Please bring me another bowl—no, two bowls of spicy bean curd—"

"Wait a minute—" Satan nimbly scooped up tofu flowers for Dongfang Taige, added spicy soup, and dried chili noodles.

slam-la-

More people flocked to Annie's booth.

"Little Jinliner, Little Baiji!~" Dawei Tianlong ran over holding a bunch of fried shrimps: "Your fried shrimps are here!~"

……

In front of Pandora.A's booth.

"Miscalculation," Chef Pandora.A looked at himself obviously less crowded than other popular stalls, with a dignified expression: "There are too many chefs who choose to make fried food, our diners are diverted—"