The Fall of the Vampire

"Why do I feel like I was shot while lying down?" Ximen Qing scratched her armpit, feeling helpless.

Follow her back to the corridor, then cancel the invisibility symbol and walk back.

"Ah! Teacher Qing'er!" Liang Xinyue naturally knew Ximen Qing. Not to mention that her best friend lives with Ximen Qing, as a cartoonist, she must know something about the dance duo that became popular last year.

After all, she doesn't have enough cow beer to the level of contempt for sentient beings like not working part-time.

In fact, she had met Ximen Qing when she watched the concert last time, but because she was too nervous, she hadn't been able to have a good conversation with Ximen Qing.

Ximen Qing is really beautiful, even if she is a girl, even if her sexual orientation is fine, Liang Xinyue still feels that she is about to fall in love with her. [If it was her, it would be fine even if she was bent. 】

Seeing that her best friend's saliva was about to flow out, Qin Yuyao couldn't help but sighed.

She knew that Sister Ximen was beautiful, but if she wanted to be so dishonest, the most common words among her fans would be "Shame on Jill, take off your skirt".

She pushed Liang Xinyue: "Hey, wake up, tell me honestly, when did your heart go dark?"

"What?" Liang Xinyue blinked, "Can you speak the language of flowers? I don't understand."

"What are you pretending to be?" My best friend Qin Yuyao was not polite, and gestured in front of her with a small pink fist, "See, muay thai warning!"

Liang Xinyue acted very aggrieved: "What's wrong with me? Xiao Yuyu, you've changed, you wouldn't be so fierce to me before."

"Call me fierce?" Qin Yuyao rolled her eyes, "You've paid money online to hire people to beat them up, and you're still pretending to be a white lotus here? It seems that I have to teach you a lesson!"

Qin Yuyao scratched until Liang Xinyue repeatedly begged for mercy before stopping: "Be lenient when confessing and be strict when resisting. Please be honest."

"You, how did you know?" Liang Xinyue was ticklish, "Okay, okay, since we've been discovered, then, let's go into the room and talk about it."

So, Liang Xinyue returned to the house carrying the garbage bag, followed by Ximen Qing and Qin Yuyao.

"This is your room," Ximen looked curiously, "Oh my god, why is there a sock here?"

With sharp eyes, she saw a sock protruding from under the bed at a glance, as if it was a hand stretching out for help before being swallowed into the abyss.

"Ah!" Liang Xinyue quickly kicked the socks under the bed, "I live alone, so I don't care that much."

Qin Yuyao complained about this: "I believe you are a ghost, don't make excuses for being lazy."

At this time, Ximen Qing walked to Liang Xinyue's workbench: "Is this the comic you drew? The style of painting is not bad? The artist is also exquisite. If you draw a harem meat manga, it will definitely become popular."

Qin Yuyao also took a look at it, she is also a great painter now, and she is the kind of cheater, in terms of painting skills alone, even Yu Yibo is weaker than her. Naturally, I can also see that my best friend is a really good painter, and her painting style is also very popular among nerds.

"Why are you still not popular?" She was not so polite when talking to Liang Xinyue.

Liang Xinyue pouted and said aggrievedly: "You are standing up and talking without back pain. How is it so easy to draw cartoons? If I knew why I wasn't popular, wouldn't I be popular already?"

"It's okay," Ximen Qing comforted, "We will ask a professional editor to look over it for you, and we will definitely find out what your problem is."

Qin Yuyao immediately complained: "Sister Ximen, have you forgotten that the editor was just hired by her to punch out a pair of panda eyes."

"What?" Liang Xinyue was taken aback, "Is the brother Panda next door an editor?"

Brother Panda? Has a nickname so soon? Qin Yuyao didn't know what to say.

"It's not just an editor. He's the editor-in-chief of our young comics. He has great power. The entire publishing house must listen to him."

"Isn't it? He's so hung up?" Liang Xinyue opened her mouth wide, "I thought he was just a little boy with no money to rent a house."

Qin Yuyao sighed, and said helplessly, "So how did your misunderstanding arise? Editor-in-Chief Zhou doesn't seem like someone who would have conflicts with his neighbors, does he?"

"Tsk, I get angry when I talk about this," Liang Xinyue complained, "You also know that drawing comics requires quietness. This apartment is a place far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. Here, my drawing efficiency has improved a lot, but that guy..."

"What happened to him?" Qin Yuyao asked curiously. He thought to himself, could it be that Zhou Hong stepped on two boats and wanted to marry Liang Xinyue? But no, they don't know each other at all.

"He...he..." Liang Xinyue blushed, wondering whether to speak out.

As a result, before she could speak, she heard a special voice from the next door.

...

Time rewinds to ten minutes ago.

After Nida Hiromi brought Zhou Hong into the house, she went to the refrigerator to get a few eggs and put them in the egg cooker to start cooking.

Then he took out the medicine box and treated Zhou Hong's wound on the back of his head.

"Hiss—" Zhou Hong accidentally hurt him.

"Oh, I'm sorry." As an islander, Nida Hiromi subconsciously apologized.

Zhou Hong turned around and looked at her, which made her immediately lower her head.

"I think your medicine is useless." Zhou Hong said.

"Ah?" Nida Hiromi raised his head and asked, "Why? I bought this medicine from a regular pharmacy."

As a result, Zhou Hong took the gauze and medicine bottle from her hand and put them aside: "If I say it's useless, it's useless. I have to find the medicine myself now."

"You, where are you going to find it?" The naive Nitian Hiromi didn't realize what he meant.

...

The two of them didn't know that there were three women next door listening to their voices clearly.

"The sound insulation of this wall is poor, and he has to come here once a week, ups and downs all night." Liang Xinyue spread her hands, "Who can stand this? I didn't hire someone to blow his balls. Merciful enough."

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