The General’s Vampire Omega

The two waiters came over with their dinner plates, Luo Zhouzhou tucked his napkins on his chest and began to concentrate on eating.

The table behind him also stopped talking and started to eat.

"The chef of this restaurant is quite famous, you can try it." Chen Wenzhao has calmed down.

He had already thought about it now, let's finish this meal first, after all, he is General Luo's son, and even if there is no follow-up, he can't leave the person behind.

When he first saw Luo Zhouzhou, he was very pleasantly surprised, but after a conversation, he was completely disinterested in him now.

The two ate quietly, only to hear the occasional sound of the knife and fork touching the dinner plate.

Chen Wenzhao inadvertently raised his eyes and saw Luo Zhouzhou's long drooping eyelashes, bright red lips, and slightly agitated cheeks, and his heart began to animate again.

He hesitated, why don't you say something before you get to know it?

As soon as I made up my mind to speak, I felt a chill on the back of my neck, and the wind suddenly poured into my skin.

Chen Wenzhao's heart was tight, awful, this is because the glands are loose.

He sat upright and looked around, wanting to call the waiter over, take a gland and go to the bathroom to fix it.

At this time, Luo Zhouzhou suddenly put down his knife and fork, and scented his nose left and right.

"Did you smell it? What a strange smell." He frowned and asked Chen Wenzhao.

Omega can smell the alpha pheromone, and when the glands are loosened, the smell floats out.

But this question is too much, it involves the **** glands, and Chen Wenzhao can't explain to Luo Zhouzhou.

He can only raise his right hand awkwardly, hoping that the waiter in the distance will see him soon.

Luo Zhouzhou still sniffed around until he could smell Chen Wenzhao's direction, and then stopped.

"Sorry, I don't know." He reacted swiftly, and quickly sat down and apologized.

Chen Wenzhao didn't want to say anything now, sitting awkwardly.

Luo Zhouzhou stopped sniffing everywhere, but couldn't eat anything, so he just picked up the water in front of him and drank slowly.

He thought to himself, it turned out that this was Chen Wenzhao's body odor. Although it smelled a little bit unpleasant, he couldn't make any strange expressions.

But... it smells like a werewolf.

Is Chen Wenzhao a werewolf?

Since I came into this world, I haven't found a second vampire, but there are werewolves here?

The famous waiter saw Chen Wenzhao's raised right hand and walked over and asked in a low voice.

"Please help me get a piece of gland paste." Chen Wenzhao also whispered.

The waiter quickly glanced at the back of his neck and said, "Sir, please come with me."

Chen Wenzhao stood up and said to Luo Zhouzhou: "Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."

Luo Zhouzhou nodded, watching him hurriedly leave behind the waiter, picked up the knife and fork again, and prepared to eat more.

But this smell is really unpleasant, and it's still a long time.

Luo Zhouzhou put down the knife and fork again.

Chen Wenzhao may be the opposite race of vampires-werewolves. His body smell is pungent and fishy, ​​making the chest and abdomen faintly stuffy.

Luo Zhouzhou let out a long sigh, it seems that Chen Wenzhao can't be his servant and bodyguard.

Regardless of racial opposition, he never took them to heart. But surrounded by this smell all day long, sooner or later he will become a vampire who has been smoked to death.

Before Chen Wenzhao came back, Luo Zhouzhou resisted the urge to retching and waved to another waiter.

The young waiter came quickly and bent down and asked, "Sir, what do you need?"

"Is there any air cleaner? Spray some here." Luo Zhouzhou said, pointing at him.

The waiter was slightly taken aback, then sniffed, and said, "Sir, but the air here is very fresh."

Luo Zhouzhou looked at him and said, "Don't you smell such a pungent smell?"

The waiter tried to sniff again, and then replied: "No, but if Mr. needs it, I will spray air cleaner."

Luo Zhouzhou wanted to say that he needed it, very much.

But when he saw Chen Wenzhao coming over at the entrance of the hall, he said, "Forget it, no more."

The waiter left in response.

After Chen Wenzhao took his seat, he said, "I'm really sorry."

Luo Zhouzhou shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Chen Wenzhao changed his glands and became more relaxed. He picked up the knife and fork and said, "Then continue to enjoy our dinner."

After speaking, he gulped.

Luo Zhouzhou held the glass of water and looked at him with complex expressions.

After hesitating for a while, he finally couldn't hold back, he lowered his voice and asked, "Chen Wenzhao, are you a werewolf?"

As soon as the voice fell, Luo Zhouzhou heard a low, short, but obviously pleasant chuckle from behind him.

"What did you say?" Chen Wenzhao asked, thinking he hadn't heard him clearly.

Luo Zhouzhou turned around and took a look. He saw that the table behind him was talking softly, he moved forward, and then lowered his voice again and asked, "Are you a werewolf?"

Chen Wenzhao heard clearly this time, put down his knife and fork and asked blankly: "Werewolf?"

"Shhh." Luo Zhouzhou made a low-pitched gesture and observed his expression, trying to capture the subtle emotional changes from his facial expressions.

"Are you asking me if I was a werewolf?" Chen Wenzhao repeated incredulously, his face muscles twitching slightly.

Luo Zhouzhou now knew the answer very well, and stopped speaking, just bowed his head and drank the water he was holding.

Chen Wenzhao's breathing became heavier, and his face began to flush, "Master Luo, General Lope asked for my opinion, and I also came with considerable sincerity."

He got up quickly, grabbed the coat and purse on the coat rack next to him, and said, "If Lord Luo doesn't want to have a blind date with me, he can make it clear from the beginning, there is no need to pretend to be crazy."

"Blind date?" Luo Zhouzhou originally bowed his head, caught the word, and asked in surprise: "Didn't you mean to find me a personal attendant?"

Luo Zhouzhou had just finished asking, and the guest who was back to back with him only separated by a row of green plants, let out another chuckle.

However, the two in their shocks did not pay attention.

Chen Wenzhao didn't want to say anything anymore, picked up his purse, put his coat between his arms, and walked away angrily.

Luo Zhouzhou was startled for a moment, turned on the terminal on his wrist, and found Chen Wenzhao in his address book.

This was to prevent him from not being able to find anyone in the restaurant, and Lope entered him before going to work.

"Mr. Chen, I am Luo Zhouzhou. There is a misunderstanding. I sincerely apologize to you." Luo Zhouzhou finished writing and clicked to send.

With a beep, the sending fails, indicating that it has been pulled into the blacklist.

Luo Zhouzhou had to put away the terminal, and sat for a while, ready to go home.

He just got up and walked towards the gate when the waiter's voice came from behind him, "Sir, sir?"

Immediately a person walked up quickly.

"Sir, your table has not been settled yet." The waiter said politely.

"Oh." Luo Zhouzhou walked around and remembered that although Mrs. Lope had prepared a wallet for him, she had forgotten to bring it out.

Fortunately, there are terminals.

He raised his wrist and aligned it with the terminal on the waiter's wrist.

"Sorry, your balance is insufficient." A cold mechanical female voice came from the terminal.

Luo Zhouzhou unwillingly put his wrists up again twice.

"Sorry, you have insufficient balance."

"Sorry, you have insufficient balance."

Yes, after escaping and being caught back, Lope took the terminal away and froze his account.

Under the increasingly complicated gaze of the waiter, Luo Zhouzhou asked: "Can I owe the debt?"

"Sorry sir, we are not allowed to owe debts here." The waiter replied.

Or, use the terminal to contact Adjutant Qin to pay for yourself. Luo Zhouzhou only thought of this way.

The sound of the terminal connection sounded, and it was connected after a while, and a soft female voice came out, "Hello."

Luo Zhouzhou looked at the dial-up interface suspiciously, and it showed that it was Adjutant Qin.

"Hello." The other side said again, "Adjutant Qin is in a meeting, and the terminals of all participants are not allowed to be brought into the meeting room. Please call again in an hour, thank you."

Before Luo Zhouzhou could speak, he heard a busy tone of "toot" and the conversation was cut off.

then what should we do?

Luo Zhouzhou and the waiter looked at each other.

After all, those who enter and exit this restaurant are either rich or expensive, and the young waiter has never encountered this kind of situation.

"I paid for him." A careless voice sounded from his side.

Luo Zhou turned his head and saw the guest who had been sitting back to back with him walk out.

He was tall in a military uniform, with his hands in his pockets, and under the depressed military cap were deep eye sockets and a tall nose.

"Mattusalaluo, we meet again every week." Chu Feng curled up his lips and smiled.

As night fell, the lights came on.

Chu Feng stood on the steps at the entrance of the restaurant, waiting for the doorman to drive his car.

Luo Zhouzhou followed not far behind him, as quiet as a chicken.

A black military off-road vehicle drove from the direction of the parking lot and slowly stopped under the steps. Chu Feng strode over and opened the cab door to sit down.

Luo Zhou Zhou stood quietly, ready to go home after Chu Feng left.

He has checked the route with the terminal. It is more than a dozen miles away from home here, and he has no money on his own. He will walk back slowly later.

Unexpectedly, he was motionless and the car was motionless.

After a while, the co-pilot's window was lowered, and Chu Feng looked out from inside and ordered Luo Zhouzhou: "Get in the car."

Luo Zhouzhou hesitated, and finally walked down the steps slowly, opened the passenger door and got into the car.

"Where to go? General Luo's residence?" Chu Feng started the vehicle.

Luo Zhouzhou didn't want to go back now. He finally got free. He wanted to go to the Bayardo police station to find Chen Sihan, but he didn't know if Chu Feng would like to send him off.

Chu Feng waited for a while before answering, turned his head to look at him, and said, "I won't take the children home for the night."

"I want to go to the Bayardo police station, can I?" Luo Zhouzhou asked.

Then he added, "I'm not a kid, and I won't go to your house for the night."

"Oh? What are you going there for? To get familiar with the confinement room environment?" Chu Feng still didn't drive, tapping the steering wheel lightly with his slender fingers.

Luo Zhouzhou thought for a while and said, "I want to visit a friend."

To be clear, Chen Sihan still doesn't know him and is not a friend, but he will soon be.

So when Luo Zhouzhou said it, he didn't feel guilty at all.

"Want me to take you through the level, so I can save the sticky beard?" Chu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Luo Zhouzhou quickly showed him the white bracelet on his wrist, "I can pass, and General Lope returned the terminal to me."

Chu Feng glanced at the bracelet, didn't ask any more, and let go of the accelerator pedal.

The military off-road is like a swimming fish, merging into the ocean connected by the headlights.

In the silence, Luo Zhouzhou looked outside and said: "I will return the money to you tomorrow, thank you today."

Chu Feng was driving and did not reply.

He looked at the rear from the rearview mirror, only loosened his right hand on the steering wheel, half clenched a fist, and stretched out in front of Luo Zhouzhou.

The hand has distinct joints and healthy light brown skin. Luo Zhouzhou didn't understand what he suddenly stretched out for.

But he reacted in an instant, and he clenched his right hand into a fist, pressed it against that hand, and whispered in his mouth: "yeah!"

After the vehicle turned on the avenue, Chu Feng turned his head and did not speak, looking at him with a smile on his face.

It seems that he didn't mean that.

Luo Zhouzhou thought for a while, and suddenly blessed his soul, holding his hand, holding it up and down.

"Aren't you going to pay me back? I just asked you to add my terminal." Chu Feng's gaze fell on his grasped right hand.

Then he turned his head to look ahead, and continued to drive with one hand, with his right hand stretched out.

"Oh." Luo Zhouzhou released his hand and aligned his wrist with Chu Feng's.

Two transparent three-dimensional display screens popped out of their overlapping wrists, and Chu Feng said, "Pass."

After a beep, the display screen retracts.