Blood flowed out from her palm, and she hurriedly fed it to Sang Yu's mouth.
But he refused to drink it.
Sang Yu couldn't feed her, and she was very distressed. Finally, she looked at Sang Yu's perfect curved lips, and when she thought of something, she bit her lip hard, and blood flowed out from the wound.
She hesitated and slowly moved closer.
Finally, from being motionless at first, he slowly started to react and even started to respond...
Every time he got sick, Sang Yu felt like he was in an endless world of ice and snow. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get out.
The wind howled, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and life seemed to be annihilated in the painful cold.
Suddenly, light penetrated the gray sky, slowly melted the snow, and fell on him.
It's so warm that people can't help but want to get closer, and then get closer.
He was very thirsty and kept asking for the warm water that the light gave him.
The stiff body finally slowly warmed up, and consciousness began to slowly return.
The touch in his mouth was very soft and strange. He subconsciously explored it. Not sure what it was, he continued...
He didn't realize what it was until his dazed mind suddenly reacted.
His eyelids moved but did not open, and his thinking was still a little chaotic.
The room was dark, cold and empty, but the temperature in his arms was warm, like a blazing fire, dispelling all the cold winter around him.
……what?
Sang Yu suddenly froze and slowly opened his eyes.
What came into view was a plain white face. The girl had her eyes closed, her eyelashes were long and trembling gently like butterfly wings, and the ends of her eyes were a charming red.
At this moment, she was lying in his arms, kissing him gently.
Why are you dreaming?
Sang Yu closed his eyes again, but the feeling on his lips became clearer in the silent space.
The warmth in his arms, the touch on his lips, and the smell of blood in his mouth were too real, making Sang Yu unable to calm down.
His whole body seemed to be frozen there as if a restraining spell had been cast on him. For the first time, cracks appeared in Gujing Wubo's eyes, which gradually expanded until they were completely shattered.
Sang Yu kissed her well, until she felt that the blood at the corner of her mouth seemed to have stopped flowing, she slowly left Sang Yu, thinking about biting him bigger to feed Sang Yu, but who would have expected to see Sang Yu waking up as soon as she opened her eyes.
At this moment, he was staring directly at her.
Sang Yu suddenly froze as if he was petrified, and stayed there for several seconds. She raised her head with a guilty conscience and met Sang Yu's eyes.
A long while.
Seeing no reaction from him.
She climbed out of his arms, jumped out of bed, and pretended to leave as if nothing had happened.
"stop."
A cold voice came, and Sang Yu stopped immediately in fright.
She turned around with a smile, "Uncle, what's wrong?"
"What do you think?"
Because it was stained with her blood, Sang Yu's face was cold and her thin lips were crimson.
In the dim and cold vision, his pajamas were loose and wrinkled, with a trace of messy destructive desire. At first glance, he felt like he was being bullied and asking for an explanation.
Sang Yu felt that the way Sang Yu looked at her contained three parts sadness, three parts accusation, and four parts hatred of being bullied!
"Uncle Emperor, I didn't mean it..." she said with an extremely guilty conscience.
Sang Yu looked at her, his long eyelashes covering half of his eyes, which were dim and unclear: "Come here."
Sang Yu seemed to feel murderous intent, and she shrank her neck, not daring to go over.
She can't beat him.
She turned around and wanted to run.
Suddenly she heard a cough from behind, and she ran back worriedly.
"Uncle Emperor, how are you..."
The next moment, his wrist was suddenly grasped by a cold hand.
(End of chapter)
