This could not have been more appropriate for Zhongli's body.

"Okay, in the future, you will accompany me every day during the day, and I'll cover you, so let's start here." Shen Meng opened his mouth and put away his ointment.

Well, the favorability has to be cultivated slowly, although the favorability has not increased at all now.

Zhongli listened to Shen Meng's words and looked at his injured hand for a long, long time.

Immediately after, Shen Meng and Zhongli chatted together, and directly visited a tenth of the castle, and night almost fell.

……

999 said he was very worried, staring at the unknown blackening value and the favorability of no movement, and his host's big death period was approaching, either he would complete the task before he was eighteen years old, or he would find a way to avoid the plot line and not die, but it was too difficult.

Shen Meng now has no time to care what 999 thinks, as soon as it is night, Shen Meng feels that the whole person is not awake, his whole body is cold into a piece of ice, it is useless to bask in the sun during the day, the vampire's heart is beating very weakly, and now Shen Meng even feels that his heart is beating to death, it is too uncomfortable.

Knock knock knock......

The sound of shoes on the ground sounded in the room, and it seemed that someone had come in, it was the maid who took care of Shen Meng at night.

The sound stopped all the way to Shen Meng's bedside.

"Miss Isabhibe, it's cold on you." The person came to speak, and then gently put his hand on Shen Meng's head, and touched Shen Meng's long golden and soft hair by the way.

It's so soft, it's so good.

There is a big difference between Shen Meng at night and Shen Meng during the day, although Shen Meng during the day is always smiling and looking sweet and cute, he is actually full of perverseness, but Shen Meng at night is soft and obedient, curled up in his arms motionless.

Zhongli thought, how can there be people in this world who are so interesting.

Almost lovingly touched Shen Meng's soft hair, and then he lowered his head.

"Miss Isa Hibbel, you need me...... Do you sleep with you? ”

When Shen Meng heard this voice, he remembered the warmth of last night, stretched out his hand from the quilt, his eyes never opened, and his voice was soft and waxy, with a hint of tiredness.

"Yes." Shen Meng spoke.

Probably the least bad thing in this world is that at night there is a warm stove-like maid as a human-shaped pillow.

Zhongli heard Shen Meng's words, curled the corners of his lips, and took off his outer clothes, this kind of thing was very rusty to do the first time, but the second time it was practice makes perfect.

Zhongli hugged the person on the bed into his arms, the body of the person in his arms was really cold and scary, like a piece of cold ice that couldn't be covered with heat, Zhongli hugged Shen Meng with thought, and gently leaned on Shen Meng's shoulder.

The voice is deliberately low, and it is impossible to hear men and women, and now there are some inexplicable bewitchments, tempting people to say the truest words in their hearts.

Zhongli smiled at the corner of his lips, and his hand gently clinged to Shen Meng's neck, his eyes were cold and a little sneering.

He never believed that these people were good to him.

He believed in it, but then he lost everything.

What is good in this world always has a reason and a purpose.

No one really wants to be nice to him.

Zhongli looked at Shen Meng's pale and sick face, because of his physical illness, Shen Meng's mental condition was very poor now, and his defensive heart had almost fallen to the bottom, and now when he heard Zhongli's words, he frowned slightly.

And Zhongli seemed to be able to guess what Shen Meng would say.

Always disappointed.

Everyone in this world is the same.