Sure enough, in just two minutes, the basement door was opened "click". Jian'er walked out from inside with a pale face and was covered in fatigue.

"Song..." Earl Dracula hurried forward, but before he could ask, a slender palm pulled him rudely to the side, and then the silver figure had already hugged Jian'er, who was exhausted, and hugged him into his arms.

At this time, Lei's face was so dark that he was almost smoking. He ignored Count Dracula, and he was too lazy to even say hello, and just held Jian'er and was about to leave.

"Lei, wait!" Jian'er hurriedly pulled Lare's chest and signaled him to stop.

Lei stopped, but he still stared at Jian'er with an unkind look.

"Well, I just need to give a few words and leave." Jian'er showed a smile on Lei with a bit of pleasing smile. Although his face was still dark, Lei finally gave Jian'er face and stopped.

"Dracula." Jane leaned into her head and waved to Count Dracula.

"Yes, Song." Earl Dracula hurriedly trotted forward, and then looked at Jian'er with a little nervousness.

"Please rest assured, everything goes well. In fact, the effect of this treatment is better than I expected before." Knowing what Count Dracula was most concerned about, Jianer immediately gave him a reassurance.

"Oh~, thank my Lord Satan for your blessing." Count Dracula drew an anti-cross, and then looked at Jian'er with a grateful expression, "Song, I don't know how to thank you, I..."

"Okay! It's not too late to thank me when the treatment is over." Looking at Count Dracula's excited expression that seemed almost speechless, Jane couldn't help but laugh. Should she say that this person is indeed worthy of being Prince Donald's blood descendant? This reaction, this expression is exactly the same as Prince Donald's previous performance.

"Yes, of course...yes, I..." Earl Dracula was still a little incoherent.

"Okay, I just need to explain a few things to you now." Jian'er said.

"Yes, you said." Earl Dracula's face turned solemn, and she looked very concerned and listened carefully.

Although according to Jian'er's statement, the stage-based treatment effect should have been achieved, we cannot be careless. We should know that for many moments, this failure is caused by this moment of care. In fact, for Count Dracula, perhaps he would not be relieved until Miss Catherine completely escaped from the extinction and successfully gave birth to Prince Donald's child, their little pure blood of the Bruch clan, and even when this little pure blood truly grows up, he would feel relieved. In fact, it is not only Count Dracula, but actually the entire Bruch blood clan who knows that this little pure blood exists.

Regarding the performance that Count Dracula seemed to want to take out a pen to record, Jian'er couldn't help but blacken the line again. It's true, should she be so exaggerated!

Pointing at the closed door of the basement, Jian'er said, "That, you'd better send someone to stay here later. If necessary, it's better not to let too many people in and disturb you for the time being."

"Yes, I will stay here myself, and I guarantee that even a mosquito will not let it fly in." Earl Dracula said with a serious face.

"Okay, there's no need to be so exaggerated." Jian'er's face involuntarily twisted, "It's okay if you don't make too noisy and affect it."

"Yes." The expression on Count Dracula's face still did not relax.

Forget it, Jian'er sighed secretly in her heart. She gave up communicating with these "tough gentlemen" and just explain the request directly.

"Well, a while, well, it's best to prepare some energy-replenishing things for you about every two hours until I'll have a second treatment tomorrow morning." Jian'er said.

"Yes, is it right every two hours? No problem, I've recorded it, is there anything else?" Earl Dracula's expression seemed to be the important task of saving our planet.

"No more. By the way, if there is any accident inside, just go to the villa and call me." Jian'er said.

"Yes!" Count Dracula nodded vigorously.

"Song."

"Hmm?" Jian'er, who was about to leave, turned around strangely. What's wrong? Could it be that he has any problems?

"Thank you!" Earl Dracula looked grateful, "Also, please have a good rest. Thank you so much today."

Jian'er pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled slightly, and then fell back into Lei's arms. To be honest, the previous treatment was so exhausted that she was always tense. Now that the tense nerves were relaxed, Jian'er felt that she was about to fall apart. In fact, her eyelids could no longer help but fight. Thinking of this, Jian'er couldn't help but admire those doctors, who sometimes stood in front of the operating table for a day, and I really don't know how they persisted.

After yawning a little, Jian'er moved her body like a little insect, found a more comfortable angle in Lei's arms, and then the gentle breathing sound became soothing and even.

Looking at the little woman who was sleeping sweetly in her arms, Lei's face became darker. After walking a few steps, this girl could actually sleep in the darkness. This shows how tired she was today. Although the "black air" on her body, Lei's movements became a little softer than that. He gently supported the little woman who was sleeping soundly in her arms, and his feet also became more stable, as if he was worried that she would wake her up by accident.

"Sir!" As soon as he left the secret passage, the butler who had already been waiting there hurriedly came up to meet him.

"Milk." Lei glanced at the butler lightly, then lowered his voice and ordered.

After glanced at Jian'er, who was sleeping soundly in Lei Huai, the butler did not dare to make a sound, but just bowed and hurriedly walked down. However, after a while, a cup of hot and steamed milk was brought up. The considerate butler did not forget to insert a small straw into the milk.

Carefully holding Jian'er and sitting on the sand, Lei gently patted Jian'er's little face, trying to wake her up.

"Well~, don't make a noise!" Jiaojiao's glutinous voice sounded, and Jian'er pushed the troublemaker's hand in protest, "I still want to sleep." After saying that, Jian'er's little head rubbed against Lei's neck, and he threw himself into Zhou Gong's arms again in less than a second.
Chapter completed!