My host is the thief six

Chapter 405 Ancestor, can't you afford it? (10)

The self-healing ability of the blood race is still very strong. Not long after that, the wound on Ai Boyan's forehead from being hit by the frame stopped bleeding.

He didn't know why the little girl in front of him didn't confess to Xue Lie that she was the one who came after those two, and he didn't dare to guess now.

Under Yu Sheng's command, Ai Boyan obediently brought the unconscious man back home.

[Congratulations to Miss Sister for completing the temporary task, and the reward is being drawn, please wait...]

[The reward draw is complete, congratulations to the young lady for obtaining 2165 energy points]

[Current energy point balance: 341]

Due to excessive blood loss, Minghe fell asleep until noon the next day before waking up. Fortunately, today was the weekend and he didn't have to go to class.

After waking up, Ming He sat on the bed with his messy hair in a daze for a while, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, a figure walked in from the outside and sat beside him, "It seems to be all right."

Minghe: "?"

Slowly making a question mark, focusing his gaze, he saw clearly that the person sitting next to him was Yu Sheng.

"yesterday……"

The memories of yesterday began to come back. Just as I was about to speak, I saw Ai Boyan walking in from the living room with a soup cup in his hand, "Boss, this...you...you woke up..."

"Teacher Ai? Why are you at my house?"

The expression on Ai Boyan's face was a bit embarrassed, he never thought that he would sell himself for a head for nothing.

How should he answer this question now?

Minghe remembered that he was stopped by Teacher Ai when he was out of school last night, and then they walked and chatted, he didn't notice where they went at all.

Later, Teacher Ai kept asking him questions until the last question. He saw Teacher Ai baring his fangs at him, and then his eyes went dark.

But at that time he knew that he hadn't completely lost consciousness, because he could feel the pain of his wrist being cut, the blood flowed from his body, and his whole body was getting weaker and weaker.

Finally fell into a coma.

Recalling these things, Ming He's eyes on Ai Boyan also changed. He held Yu Sheng's hand, a little nervous, "Lan Qing, he was just yesterday..."

"I know." Yu Sheng patted his head, "He bled more than you afterwards."

Minghe: "???"

Ai Boyan: "..."

The cells of the blood race are very active, and although their self-healing ability is also very good, any wound can cause heavy bleeding.

Not to mention that he was hit by the frame twice on the ground as hard as iron, and the blood was all over his face. It took him two hours to clean his face.

Compared with him, the little blood that Minghe's wrist was cut into was really nothing.

At this time, Ai Boyan was wearing an apron and holding a soup cup in his hand, completely lacking the aristocratic appearance that a blood race should have.

He walked into the bedroom and put down the soup cup in his hand, "This is for blood, you should drink some first, I'm really sorry for what happened last night."

No matter what, it should be right to apologize first.

Ming He's silence is a normal reaction in Ai Boyan's view. After all, no one can easily forgive each other after being forced to cut their wrists.

So Ai Boyan consciously went out so as not to obstruct their eyes.

After the bedroom door was closed, Minghe said, "It is said that Mr. Ai has been teaching in our school for six years, and no one in the school has discovered that he is a blood race for so long..."

"Yeah." Yu Sheng continued to touch his head, "He must be more than one blood race in your school."

(End of this chapter)