Strategy for the Male God Plan [BL/QT/edited MTL]

Extra: Accompanying You Till Old Age

Dracula's Castle shrouded in darkness, deep in the dense forest, with countless bats hovering on the top, is full of mystery.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, a lively cocktail party was held in the castle. The men were all dressed in suits and leather shoes, and the women were wearing various colorful evening dresses. They drank wine, chatted and laughed charmingly.

In the middle of the hall, a blond-haired and blue-eyed vampire was surrounded by people attentively. With a cold and distant smile on his face, he quietly watched a group of vampires dressed in the attire of gentlemen and ladies coming up.

The five well-joined fingers gently shook the high stool in his hand, and the red liquid rippled with a halo. He lowered his eyes and stared at the wine glass in his hand, and the impatience in his eyes became more and more obvious.

And not far away from him stood an equally tall and handsome man, wearing a tailor-made suit and with a cold aura all over his body.

The two people's eyes occasionally collided, and then they quickly avoided each other in disgust. Their cold eyes always glanced in the direction of the second floor from time to time, and they obviously had their own concerns.

Time passed by, and the second floor was still empty, with not a single person in sight.

The patience of both of them was worn out. In the end, one simply put down his glass, and the other walked towards the stairs with the same goal, heading straight to someone on the second floor.

In the room they regarded as their destination, a faint light could be seen through the crack in the door, as well as intermittent, ambiguous and sultry sounds.

"Be gentle, I have old arms and legs now, I don't need you to do anything about it!"

The man who called "old arms and legs", with a light blush on his fair and transparent cheeks, was lying on his back on the snow-white bed. Whether it was his figure or smooth skin, doesn't look old at all.

Not only does it not age, but it is also deliciously tender!

He doesn't know if it's because his soul is powerful, or the original owner was a young man when his body was borrowed, even though Lu Sheng has been with Elvis for twenty years and is now forty. Now that he is in his prime, he still looks like a young man in his twenties.

Elvis leaned over slightly and looked condescendingly at Lu Sheng on the bed. His cold thin lips were pressed against his ear, and his deliberately lowered voice was hoarse and beguiling.

"Baby, I am hundreds of years older than you. If you want to be old, I will be the old!"

When Lu Sheng heard what he said, he glanced at someone somewhere, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "so you are getting stronger with old age?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was bitten on the neck.

Elvis's bite was not serious, and there was no blood, just a slight sting.

"Baby, you know best whether I am strong or not!"

After he finished speaking, he told the baby in front of him personally whether he was getting stronger with age!

Even though Lu Sheng looks young, he is just an ordinary human being. He is too old to withstand the torment of the old monster in front of him. He was immediately intimidated and did not dare to provoke, and even kept his voice soft to beg for mercy.

The soft and waxy voice fell on his ears, and the begging for mercy had no effect at all. Instead, it aroused the interest of a certain blood count even more, and by the way, he completely forgot about the cocktail party downstairs.

Kyle and Albert stood in the corridor and looked at each other, with a trace of irrepressible anger in their eyes.

The vampires' hearing is so sensitive that even before they reach the door of Elvis' room, some sounds have already reached their ears.

The two people who came together to arrest them seemed to have been born on the ground, and no one took a step forward.

In fact, in the past twenty years, he has seen a certain bastard with a jealous physique. He can even be jealous of his little bat clone. If he knows that they heard this voice, he is afraid there will be no good results.

"Go down."

Kyle said quietly, the expression on his face was completely different from the coldness when he came up just now, and he became like a wandering spirit.

Albert just frowned, turned around simply, and walked down side by side with him.

The first floor is still so noisy. It is the first time for many young vampires to participate in the carnival reception at Dracula's Castle. They are busy expanding their contacts in addition to the novelty.

Many of them have set their sights on "nobles" like Kyle and Albert who have lived for hundreds of years, but after going up and asking for trouble, they no longer dare to go over and disturb them easily.

Kyle brought another glass of red wine, leaned on the window sill, looked out the window with his blue eyes, and said in a low voice: "Ariel used to like to join in the fun. If she knew that Elvis could do it in ancient times, there's a cocktail party in the castle, I'm afraid she'd be the first one to come over!"

Having said this, he suddenly laughed at himself.

He has probably never been a qualified brother. His sister was killed by Charming hundreds of years ago, and even her identity was replaced, but he acted like a fool. It's so ironic that he didn't even notice this.

Albert glanced at him, and rarely followed him to ridicule him. Instead, he said in a very calm tone: "Charming has always been good at bewitching, and can even create illusions. You were deceived by him, right? What a strange thing."

Speaking of Charming, he couldn't help but think of what happened that day.

That weird thick fog blocked him and Kyle, and they were trapped for twenty minutes. When the fog cleared and they arrived at the castle, all they saw was a pile of ashes with nothing visible.

Later, they learned that the pile of ashes was actually Charming from the human named Casey and Olet, who was missing a tooth.

Charming is Albert's transformer. Once he died, Albert's power was weakened a lot, but at the same time, the feeling of being controlled by Charming in his bones also disappeared...

Once that feeling disappears, Charming will no longer affect him, so he doesn't care whether the transformer dies or not.

But Kyle was like a lit firecracker, exploding immediately. He wanted to pick up the pile of ashes, crush his bones and spread the ashes again, to vent his hatred.

Kyle didn't say anything, he just stared out the window, not knowing what he was thinking of.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Albert immediately lost interest. He simply turned around and walked out, going home to hold his white and soft little guy.

The little bat clung to the window, scratching several claw marks on it with its claws, making a chirping sound.

Lu Sheng reached out and pushed Elvis, trying to open his mouth, but his throat had long been hoarse and he couldn't even make a sound, so he could only stare at him with wide eyes.

Elvis was glared at by his moist eyes. He waved his hand and the curtains on the window closed with a clang, preventing the little bat from even looking at it.

Lu Sheng looked at him dumbfounded. This man was really jealous!

"Baby..." Elvis reached out and touched his sweaty cheek, his voice was very low, hoarse but gentle, "you are not old, not at all, how can you be here? They are the most beautiful in my eyes."

Lu Sheng coughed lowly and cleared his throat.

"Whatever is the most beautiful is obviously the most handsome!"

He is a man, but he doesn't like adjectives like good-looking!

Elvis looked at him, nodded, his face full of doting, hugged him, and kissed him on the forehead.

"Take a nap?"

Lu Sheng heard his words and smiled softly again, "there is a cocktail party downstairs, have you forgotten?"

This guy rarely said that he would hold a cocktail party for him, but they didn't even show up.

"I'm not going, I'll hold you and sleep for a while."

"Okay."

Drinking parties and the like were originally meant to pass the time out of boredom, but of course it was not as good as them cuddling up to each other and sharing the warmth.

Lu Sheng buried his head in Elvis's arms, rubbed his cheek gently, and his eyes were full of smiles that couldn't be concealed.

Even if he really gets older, it doesn't matter. He turns into a little old man and a handsome little old man. Anyway, the man holding him will not dislike him.

They have been together in so many worlds, and he has never seen him look like an old gangster. Even if he becomes a little old man and is led out by the still tall and handsome Elvis, he will not feel inferior, will not care about the eyes of passers-by, he will only feel that Elvis is accompanying him to grow old slowly, and he is very happy.

Holding hands and growing old together, even if he is just growing old alone, it is still wonderful!