The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Arecio didn’t know that someone had sent him a message. The message of rejecting strangers was set up by Ellie. He didn’t even think about socializing. He just added wolf cubs and Lucy, and wolf cubs in a short period of time. Darff’s friend.

By the way, there is Zhu Heng. Although he is suspicious, Arecio has no ill feeling towards this person.

"Areci." Zhu Heng smiled and straightened up. He was showing a fallen angel the tongue coating just now. When he saw Arecio, he stopped his work first.

"Today is the last day, right? How are the preparations for the new home."

"It's okay to live there. There are still some things that are being purchased, and they will arrive in the next couple of days." Arecio sat down and took out her previous physical examination form. "Ari came over in the morning and broadcasted it live."

"I saw it." Zhu Heng smiled, and then his expression was slightly heavy. He touched the head of the young fallen angel who was sitting in the chair and spying on Arecio.

"Hate can never bloom... I think it's right."

Arecio looked up at him. He didn't know why Zhu Heng, who might have taken refuge in the temple of this era, would say such words. Perhaps the temple's way of hiding emotions was too good, or perhaps Zhu Heng's expression was too sincere at this time, and Arecio was unable to produce any thoughts of rebuttal.

"Congratulations on housewarming, let me give you something as a gift." Zhu Heng smiled, "I don't know much about other things. How about a first aid kit and some kitchen utensils?"

In this era, it seems that there is a custom of adding things to a friend's new home. Arecio was stunned, thinking that he had never been in the kitchen before, and was just about to shake his head, just listening to Zhu Heng.

"Why don't you ask the cohabitants? After all, that is your common house."

Ask about neurosis? Arecio just wanted to say something, Zhu Heng smiled and shook his head.

"Areci, knowing how to ask the other person's opinion is the way to get along, why don't you just ask? Communication is so developed now."

At Zhu Heng's insistence, Areciou sent a message to the neurosis.

[Arecio: I wish the doctor would send me a medicine box and some kitchen utensils, would you like it? 】

[Luzius: Yes, the pot needs this brand. 】

Then quickly posted a screenshot.

Arecio:? ? ?

[Areciou: Don’t say how big the face of your designated brand is when others give gifts. You can’t cook if you just talk about it, so why bother to put the kitchenware at home! 】

The opposite obviously didn’t listen to the first half of his sentence at all, or he really didn’t care about it, and sent a few more screenshots to make the brand of the kitchenware in detail. It can be said to be very caring to the gift giver, and finally he responded slowly. The second half of Arecio.

[Ruzius: Who said I can't cook? 】

[Arecio:! ! 】

[Ruzius: That is my course. 】

The temple is cultivating hunters or brides... Arecio's heart is full of complaints. He stared at the screen for a while, then slowly raised his head.

"Dr. Zhu, he said he wants it, and there are some brand screenshots to send to you."

Zhu Heng couldn't help laughing, and said with a good temper that he would place an order today. A medical staff came and said that a young siren had symptoms of cough and wheezing and needed him to pass. He touched the fallen angel's head again, and then took out two candies from his pocket, one for the fallen angel who had completed the examination, and one for Arecio.

"Here, go check it out."

The golden candy seems to be a symbol of the medical department. There are still two in Arecio's pocket that he hasn't eaten, and now he can't help but remove this one, the taste of sweet orange taste.

This day was particularly busy. Arecio checked and signed some supplementary contracts. In the evening, Ellie sent some of the previous aids to his room, including several flower baskets and banners. Arecio looked at the banner very familiar, picked it up and looked at it, "Long live the great blood" clearly.

Ellie asked him if he could take a few photos. There were some areas in the center that needed to be promoted, and Arecio agreed.

@血族养人Aili: Looking forward to a new life. 【Picture】

The picture is of the blood family leaning against the window, and the multi-color rose flower baskets are placed on the round table next to them. He looked down at the golden and red banner he was holding, his expression looked peaceful and soft.

[Ahhhhh, the banner was delivered to Xixi! 】

[I have a copy of the crowdfunding banner! 】

The Dark Creatures Conservation Center also quickly reposted this news, and the comment area was full of blessings to Arecio, and...

The jealousy of Ruzius, who is about to live with the cutie of the blood clan.

[It's sour, sour than pickled cucumbers! 】

[History book is so lucky, I also want to live with Xixi and put my arms around his waist every morning to say good morning...]

【"Snapped"! Wake up ahead! 】

【"Snapped"! Make a symmetry! 】

Ruzius, who was brushing the dynamics, thought of the symmetrical black green on his face, and felt offended.

As soon as he opened the door, the blood family next door poked out a head when he heard the movement.

"Go to sleep?"

"…Ok."

"Wait for me." Arecio went in and took a blanket, and then came out with the blanket, light brain wireless headphones, snacks and other odds and ends, and said to Ruzius, "Let's go."

Ruzius actually subconsciously thought about the phrase "get up every morning", and he immediately pressed down on this idea.

"what are you going to do?"

"Observe the quality of your sleep." Arecio felt that he was really worried. Fortunately, this neurotic eye didn't suffer much damage. He could rest after a few drops of eye drops, but he couldn't fall asleep for seven days. He thought it was true. If it doesn't work, knock the opponent out.

Of course, Ruzius was aware of his dangerous thoughts, but he took a deep breath and thought about it.

Ruzius lay in the coffin again. The rose in the coffin was ruined several times, and it was still tenaciously covering the bottom. Because of the magical plants, they almost had a mattress-like texture. He closed his eyes and heard the sound of the blood clan sipping potato chips. He originally thought it would be more difficult for him to fall asleep. Unexpectedly, when he closed his eyes, his exhausted spirit immediately sank into the arms of Dream God.

There were some noises in the dream, someone was saying something to him, the shadows of the moving figures, everything was dusky yellow, and the black names of the same face were flying everywhere. He grabbed a look and found that the name was "Arecio".

The name was caught by him, as if it triggered some switch, the shaking of the figure accelerated, and those murmurs turned into loud shouts and roars, everyone wanted to instill something in him, countless hands stretched out to him, to drag him Go down.

Faint, noisy, suffocating...

"Nerv... Ruzius! Have you had a nightmare? Hey, isn't this asleep..."

Arecio's voice came in, and a drop of thick ink was suddenly dripped on the dim sky in his dream, the ink spread, and the scene in the dream changed and turned into a clear moonlit night. The golden deer fell down, the sound of running water was gurgling, and the glow of stars and moons floated above the sound of water. He stood in shallow knee-length water, and the kinsmen on the shore had deep rosy eyes, as if staring at him in the fairyland where elves were floating. .

[Hello, my playmate. 】

The blood family is cautious in biting the word, and it is absolutely not the slightest frivolous.

He suddenly calmed down, and could continue to dream.

Arecio saw the saint in the coffin regained his calm expression, hesitated for a while, after all, he did not continue to wake him up. He was happily watching the video on potato chips just now, brushing and brushing the coffin with a "boom", so scared that he almost threw Guangnao. The probe saw that it was neurotic and had a nightmare, so he decided to wake the other party, but it seemed that he didn't use it now.

He put the coffin board back together a little laboriously. Now he deeply regrets why he had to remove the screw cap. In contrast, how convenient it is to screw the cap! Now he has to align the edges himself, it is not easy to cover it at all, and it is always easy to crook.

After tossing for a while, without daring to make too much noise, Arecio became angry, and simply let the coffin lid tilt. He himself felt sleepiness and fell asleep directly on the coffin board.

His light brain is still on.

[Ellie: Alessi, are you still awake? Mr. Andrey wanted to give you some electronic equipment, but the message was rejected by you. 】

[Alice: Ruthless Alessi 23333]

[Ellie withdrew a message. 】

[Ellie: Looks like I fell asleep. 】

No more information was sent, the light brain slowly extinguished, and the sleeping blood family seemed to have a dream with stars and moons.

Of course, it would be better not to have that neurosis in the dream.

The early morning light was blocked by heavy curtains, but Ruzius still awoke on time according to his biological clock. It's been a long time since he had such a sound sleep, even he was nostalgic for a while before slowly opening his eyes.

The coffin board was not properly covered, so he heard the breathing of the blood. The sound of breathing was very close. He looked towards the place with light, and he saw the collar of the blood race as expected, and he seemed to fall asleep directly on the coffin.

He felt very peaceful inside.

He touched the note that belonged to him once, as if there was another page that he could open. With a little light, he flipped through the contents of the notes, and it turned out that it was the memory he recalled in his dream, the moonlit night and the golden deer and the blood family, his line of sight was fixed on the last sentence.

[For some reason, at that moment, I felt pain in my left eye. 】

"..."

He lowered his eyes and decided to get out of the coffin. Since the blood race was still lying on the coffin, this move out was destined to be a little difficult. The screw cap broke again, and Ruzius could only slowly lift the coffin board and gently move it obliquely to the rear. He looked forward to awakening Arecio in the process.

However, Arecio slept very deeply. He vaguely felt that his face stuck to the coffin board was rubbing and pulling, but he was not awake yet. The pulling sensation became more and more obvious. Suddenly, something leaned sharply under his face. He felt his head suddenly rise, then fell, knocking heavily on some hard edge.

"Boom!"

Silence as death.

Arecio, who was stunned, raised his head against the red mark on his head, still dimly drowsy in his eyes. The sound of the coffin board falling buzzed in his head, and he slowly looked at the saint who had already sat up in the coffin.

The saint's expression is calm.

"Can you help me pick up the coffin board? It fell over there."