I'm a vampire.
She is the most powerful vampire hunter in history - Van Helsing.
In theory, one of us should chase and the other should escape, blood and fire intertwined into an epic.
In fact, she chased me for the monthly subsistence allowance of 5,000 marks, but I ran away just to wait for her to buy me frozen plasma after receiving my salary.
She said she was a legend among hunters and that all vampires were afraid of her.
I nodded in agreement, and then silently helped her move the castle, carry the blood bag, and repair the vines.
Occasionally she would ask me suspiciously:
"Do you secretly think that Ma Xiaoling from China is better than me?"
"Do you think her legs are longer than mine?"
Then he slapped the frozen plasma on my face.
The night wind in the castle is blowing, the pink curtains are rustling, and the sweeping robot "Count de Gulu" is cleaning bat droppings.
We drank frozen blood in the ruins, quarreled, complained, and fought monsters.
Unknowingly, the blood feud between "hunter and vampire" has turned into a comedy of cohabitation.
Some say this is a ridiculous cohabitation across camps.
Some people say that this is a misplaced love that is so sweet.
And I am just an unlucky vampire who has been hit in the face countless times with frozen plasma and skin care products.
——But even so, I am still very lucky that the boss is her.
Purpose: The most important things in modern life are making money and finding teammates