My vampire princess wants to repay a debt of gratitude.

For manga fans, a small notebook is synonymous with **.

Meanwhile, in another city.

Inside a five-star hotel.

Su Mumiao lay in the arms of a tall, handsome man, like a tired kitten, and fell asleep lazily.

Even while she was sleeping, her heart was still pounding violently.

She had always been a well-behaved girl, excelling in both academics and conduct at school, but had never been in a relationship. She was like an oddball in college, and her roommates ridiculed her for being too conservative.

She never imagined that things would develop so quickly with a man she had only known for a day, let alone that she would agree to book a hotel room with him and even skip class for him, spending an entire week in a hotel.

It only took a few days for their love at first sight to develop into a passionate, intense relationship.

This man made her feel like she wasn't herself anymore, yet he understood her so well, it felt like they had known each other for a long time and had been in love for a lifetime.

"I miss you so much."

The man embraced her slender waist.

"Haven't I always been by your side?"

Su Mumiao was woken up by him and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"But I still miss you so much, please don't leave me."

The handsome man turned over, a barely perceptible red light flashing in his eyes.

He picked her up and kissed her passionately.

Su Mumiao felt like it was all a dream, but she didn't want to wake up from it.

Chapter 71 The Return Journey

Peaceful and happy times always seem to pass by too quickly.

Lin Mo's month-long leave is about to expire.

Old Wei urged him on the phone to hurry back to school, or he would break his dog legs.

Lin Mo hung up the phone and put away his spellbook. He admitted that his wizarding talent was indeed limited, and he had only learned two spells in a month.

The first is to create the Ring of Light, and the second is a temporary replacement.

That's right. Perhaps the desire to bathe with Ye Zimo was too strong, because he had already learned this witchcraft, but it only lasted for 5 seconds.

After 5 seconds, he will return to his original position.

So bathing together still didn't happen.

"Pack your bags, I've booked my train ticket, I'm going back."

"what?"

Xiaoju looked disappointed. She really liked the undisturbed life in the small town, especially the sweet feeling of suddenly having her parents again.

Lin Mo always felt that this was what she thought, and sometimes he even heard her cry out in her dreams.

"Miss, Mom, benefactor, Dad, don't abandon Xiaoju. Xiaoju is very obedient."

Such ramblings are delirious.

As a 17-year-old high school student, it's hard to accept having such a big daughter, but she's so cute that I won't hold it against her.

In her maid's manual, Xiaoju's fantasy of her mistress as her mother is a forbidden love, so she usually hides it seriously during the day and only talks about it in her dreams.

Back in the city, Ye Zimo and Lin Mo both had to study, and Xiao Ju had to hide in the bushes on campus again, waiting bored every day.

Therefore, Lin Mo could understand her disappointment.

"Ah."

Ye Zimo responded calmly. These days she had learned to control her nature well, and she could guarantee that she would not harm her classmates when she returned to school.

But she was still somewhat disappointed, which was noticed by the observant Lin Mo.

“We’ll live together again when we go back, and our lives will be no different from now.”

Lin Mo smiled and comforted Ye Zimo and Xiao Ju.

Ye Zimo raised her head and looked into his deep pupils, her starry eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Lin Mo rarely saw her with such an innocent expression, so he reached out, placed his hand on her head, and ruffled her soft black hair.

A gentle head pat!

Lin Mo was startled by his own bold behavior.

Xiaoju was equally terrified; her face contorted, and her finger trembled as she pointed at Lin Mo.

"My benefactor...you...you...how dare you?"

The vampire heiress, groomed as the next candidate for the Camarilla, has never had anyone dare to touch her noble forehead since childhood.

Even within the vampire clan, the head pat is a privilege reserved for elders or biological fathers to their children.

Lin Mo actually patted Ye Zimo's head.

Lin Mo was unaware of all these intricacies; he simply lost control of his desires and acted rashly.

Ye Zimo was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at Lin Mo.

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Mo sensed something was amiss, uneasy, and abnormal from Xiao Ju's state.

Xiaoju swallowed hard. "You're finished."

She was ready. As soon as the young lady gave the order, she would act immediately, scratching Lin Mo's face with her little claws, smashing Lin Mo's head with her little hammer, and kicking Lin Mo's waist with her short legs.

Compared to her benefactor father, Xiaoju naturally prefers her pampered mother who raised her.

However, the story that Xiaoju was waiting for did not happen.

Ye Zimo's cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head shyly, biting her lip.

The feeling of having my forehead touched was surprisingly pleasant!

Ye Zimo wanted more.

Lin Mo hesitated for a moment. It was the first time he had seen Ye Zimo's shy demeanor. She was just too cute!

He reached out again and touched Ye Zimo's bangs.

Ye Zimo's cheeks flushed even more.

Despite Xiaoju's repeated warnings of "You're finished," Lin Mo boldly patted Xiaoju's head a total of 10 times.

Ye Zimo's face turned as red as an autumn apple.

So, she really is a cat-like girlfriend?

She usually appears cold and aloof, but actually longs to be touched?

Lin Mo analyzed, and then withdrew his hand.

Xiaoju was already hugging Ye Zimo and crying her heart out.

"Waaaaah... Miss has been completely ruined... Waaaaah... Miss, look at me..."

Hey, hey, hey... What did you mean, 'broken'? Don't talk nonsense... I didn't do anything..." Lin Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The three packed their luggage, preparing to take the old-fashioned green train to leave the town and return to Weicheng.

Woo, woo, woo—

The train whistle sounded, and at the last minute, Lin Mo squeezed into the green train with the throng of people.

Unfortunately, we couldn't book seats together this time, and the carriages were even different.

Ye Zimo is in carriage 11, Lin Mo is in carriage 10, and Xiao Ju is in carriage 12.

Lin Mo boarded the train, and it began to clatter along the tracks.

He planned to change seats in carriage 10. Although we live in a society governed by law, Ye Zimo is so cute and has no power to protect herself. This is the time when she needs him.

Xiaoju? Forget it, her tiny arms and legs are enough to show that there are always people more capable than you, so don't provoke the little one.

Lin Mo trusted her completely.

And given Xiaoju's personality, she would definitely prefer to stand next to Ye Zimo rather than sit alone in carriage number 13.

"Excuse me, thank you."

The biggest drawback of green trains is that they are too crowded.

Lin Mo headed toward carriage number 11, brushing past various strangers.

Because his sense of smell had become unusually sensitive, he felt that he could hardly breathe in the car without wearing a mask.

The green train was filled with a complex mix of smells: instant noodles, athlete's foot, breast milk, cigarette smoke, cheap perfume, and sweat.

Because of the infant's motion sickness, carriage number 10 smelled even worse.

The sounds of babies crying, women comforting each other, and burly men cursing rose and fell.

After overcoming numerous obstacles and navigating through a sea of ​​people, we finally arrived at carriage number 11.

Ye Zimo sat quietly in the second-to-last row by the window, with a plump middle-aged woman next to her blocking the other people's contact.

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it wasn't some perverted man trying to take advantage of her.

"Auntie, can we change seats?"

Lin Mo asked politely.

"No, absolutely not, no discussion."

The plump middle-aged woman flatly refused Lin Mo. Because of Ye Zimo, she had attracted a lot of attention and was now smugly fixing her hair.

Helpless, Lin Mo could only switch seats with the girl opposite him. The girl was easier to talk to than the older woman. She exchanged tickets with Lin Mo and then left with her luggage.

Lin Mo sat down opposite Ye Zimo, feeling a great weight lifted from his shoulders.