Take apart the white gauze.

The wound on the palm of her left hand was exposed.

It has been a long time since Nan Ji won the laurel of the forest in the forest.

It's just that for so long, the wound has not healed, but has become more and more serious.

The wound does not bleed and does not heal.

Those who don't know, at first glance, think that she has just been injured.

If you look closely at the wound, it is glowing green.

Sino looked at the wound for a moment.

His complexion was cold, and there was no change.

He took out a black towel and wrapped her hand.

Take care of these.

He took the pot that had been roasted on the fire and brought it down.

The water in the pot is being boiled.

Wait until it's cool for a while.

Only then did he loosen his grip on her.

Comrade Nan Ji was not polite at all.

Small shrimp in the left hand, small crab in the right hand.

There was no shell left when I ate it.

Click, click, bite is called a cheerful.

When Nanjiao ate almost halfway there.

Suddenly, I heard the voice of the little black dragon

[Host, didn't you notice that Sino is missing?] 】

Hearing the voice, Nan Ji glanced sideways.

The person who was still next to her just now didn't know when he left.

She looked at the crab in her hand.

There was a slight pause.

Follow, look back.

He saw Sino coming from the distance of the embankment.

He was fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of her.

He held a marigold in his hand.

There was no change in complexion.

He brought the marigold to her lips.

The voice was indifferent

"Drunk"

She glanced at Sino.

Smell something unpleasant.

Pouting.

In the end, I drank it in one gulp.

The moment he finished drinking, he stuffed a small shrimp into his mouth to suppress the shock.

Drink this stuff this time.

It's obviously a little different from before.

The one that Sino gave him to drink before tasted very bad, and the smell of blood was also very light, only a hint of it.

This time, the smell of blood was extraordinarily strong.

Almost all the bad smell was washed away by the smell of blood.

As a result, it becomes even more unpleasant.

Nanjiao, who was full of food and drink, went to the shade next to her.

She couldn't speak, she had nothing to do, so she had to sleep with her eyes closed.

As a result, as soon as the thought flashed through his head, he heard Sino's cold voice

"Can you talk at night?"

Nan Ji looked at him and raised her eyebrows.

Sino stood up.

On his body, a black robe was being transformed.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light flashed.

He's back to his usual form.

Nan Ji looked at the clothes on his body, and then looked at the black robe he was wrapped in.

Exactly the same clothes.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand.

Tear pull.

Tear a hole in the one he was wearing.

Sino's cold face swept across her cheeks.

Didn't speak.

It's just that the clothes on his body have just been torn, and in the blink of an eye, a golden light flashes, and the robe has returned to its original state again.

She stared.

It's like you've got something interesting.

Reach out, and pull again.

As soon as I touched it, I was grabbed by someone.

He bent down.

Close to Nanji.

A cold but perfect face magnified infinitely before her eyes.

There was no fluctuation in the tone

"Be honest"

The voice fell.

He lowered his eyes.

The gaze fell to her lips.

Glance at it.

Just now, I really wanted to do it.

The next second.

Thin cool lips pressed against hers.

He took her hand and dragged her towards him.

Harder deep kisses.

The little black dragon covered his eyes.

This broad daylight, so shy and mysterious,