173 Chapter 173: It's a Lure (2)

Jun Wuxie's past and present lives, his temperament is very cold, and his heart is also very cold, and the people who can make her remember it in her heart, count her fingers, and it is not more than the number of a hand.

Those people are either companions who share life and death with her, or relatives who are related to her blood and treat her sincerely.

But Jun has no medicine, and she doesn't know how to define his identity.

He wasn't her companion, nor was he her blood relative.

But he would often strike when she needed it, and then disappear without a trace, as if she could not be found, and as if she were everywhere.

Is it annoying?

It doesn't seem to be like this.

"If you don't hate it, you like it?" A wicked smile flashed in Jun Wuyao's eyes, and the little hand holding Jun Wuxian was raised, and a smile fell on her fingertips one by one.

"I'm so happy, it turns out that the little evil child likes me?"

"Not really." She didn't understand what she liked, but she knew that Jun Wuyao gave her a different feeling than her companions and relatives.

There are only two kinds of likes she knows, and since they are different, they are not likes.

"Oh? Is that really still annoying? The tone changed sharply, and the sadness made people cry.

Jun Wuxian was speechless, didn't she just say that she didn't hate him?

"Nope." She felt her head hurt even more.

"I don't hate it, I just like it?"

"......" She felt that she was running out of words, and simply ignored his tireless inquiry.

Secretly looking at the little guy's slightly depressed expression, the smile in Jun Wuyao's eyes became even stronger.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't understand, he can teach her slowly.

"If you deny it, that's a tacit acquiescence." Jun Wuyao's evil abduction laughed while holding Jun Wuxie's small body.

Jun Wuxian was speechless, and at the moment when she was thinking about how to shake Jun Wuyao away, she suddenly felt a touch of wet heat on her white and tender little face.

Jun Wuyao imprinted a kiss on her cheek, and in Jun Wuxie's surprised gaze, his smile bloomed, and his half-squinted eyes brewed an intoxicating smile like wine, "It's good, I like you too." ”

Thump.

Jun Wuxie's heartbeat skipped a beat.

She stared at Toshihiko who was close at hand, and always felt that this face was a little dazzling.

She should have pierced his arteries with a silver needle and told him to get out of the way.

But he has a favor with her, and she seems unable to take revenge.

Tangled, Jun Wuxian bit his lip and skimmed his face.

Unceremoniously in front of the emotionally ignorant girl, exuding powerful male hormones, Jun Wuyao's method of abduction was not soft at all, he raised his hand to clasp Jun Wuxie's chin, twisted her little face towards himself, looking at her faintly beating eyebrows, the smile in his eyes was even stronger.

"Alright, it's time for me to thank you for today."

"What?" Jun Wuxian was slightly stunned, and before she could react, Jun Wuyao had already leaned down, wrapped one hand around her waist, clasped the back of her head with the other, and sealed her small mouth domineeringly with a smile on her lips.

"Hmm!"

Jun Wuxie's eyes widened, almost subconsciously, she took out a few silver needles from her waist and stabbed them into Jun Wuyao's forehead without thinking.

Traces of blood dripped down the silver needles on his handsome cheeks, sliding down her white and tender little face, and the pungent smell of blood accompanied by the strange blood-colored flower made the tongue that spilled into Jun Wuxie's mouth even more crazy, almost ruining, plundering every bit of sweetness that belonged to her.