Lu Qing grew up in an orphanage. During his university years, in order to make ends meet, he took on part-time work as a food delivery rider.

One night, he received an order from the aloof campus beauty.

“Spicy crayfish and skewers? Eating greasy food like this in the middle of the night—aren’t you afraid of breaking out?” Lu Qing muttered to himself. But the moment he remembered that this order would earn him ten yuan, his mood instantly brightened.

Dressed in his yellow delivery uniform, he soon arrived at the villa where the campus beauty lived and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and the campus beauty, her eyes blood-red, suddenly lunged at him and sank her teeth into his neck.

“Is this some kind of role-playing taken way too far?” Lu Qing was both shocked and confused.
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My name is Su Lingwei, a vampire countess of the Twelve Clans bloodline.

That day, I was weak from bloodthirst when I was ambushed by blood thralls sent by another vampire count.

I tore through those thralls with all my strength, but I was left gravely injured.

With no other choice, I ordered takeout, hoping it would bring me a living human to solve my urgent need.

After biting him, I thought he was dead. I was even planning to bury him in the basement. But to my surprise, he suddenly opened his eyes:
“Senior, are you trying to bury me alive?”