"You're crazy!! You are like this.... cough cough cough violently in the light voice, but he didn't think it would pull somewhere in his heart.

on the couch.

The woman's coughing little face was flushed, and her breath was unsteady.

The man on the sofa sat quietly on the side, a pair of dark green fox eyes looked at the woman quietly, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

After a long time, the light voice finally stabilized her cough, and her pale little face was already stained with an abnormal flush.

Before he could speak again, Qingyin felt a chill on his wrist, and when he came back to his senses, his arm had been tightly choked by the man, and he couldn't move at all.

on the couch.

The light voice gasped violently, cold sweat continued to slide down from the corners of his forehead, and he tried to break his arm away but found that he had spent all his strength to keep his body in the arms of a man.

The other side.

Rong Yuesheng lowered her eyes and looked at the woman's wrist, and without saying anything, she gently wiped the medical wet cotton that had not had time to be packed into the medical box and gently wiped it on the woman's arm.

Seeing this, Qingyin's eyes suddenly widened in horror, and he wanted to retract his hand but had no strength at all, so he could only watch the man pierce another golden injection into his veins.

"Your physical condition is too complicated, although injecting two injections in a row will cause a certain burden on your body, but you can always slowly recuperate back later, you don't have to worry too much....." Watching the golden liquid in the syringe disappear little by little, the man lowered his eyes and was expressionless.

Suddenly.

A white hand tightly grasped the man's injection hand, probably because the strength was not right, this recklessness directly poked the needle that was still injecting into the woman's arm for a few points.

At that moment, bright red blood suddenly spilled from his arm.

It's dazzling.

Rong Yuesheng's fox pupils shrank sharply, and she hurriedly raised her eyes to look at the woman in surprise.

"If you dare to hurt him by the hand of mine, I will surely kill you with my own hands if I live for a day." Qingyin's face was pale, and his tired eyes looked at Rong Yuesheng intently, and his reddish tears were full of murderous intent.

The voice fell, and the light voice fell heavily towards the outside of the sofa.

Rong Yuesheng's face was shocked, and she quickly fished the person in her arms, and at that moment, the woman's soft figure was tightly held in her arms again, but this time, the woman's pale face was already in a deep sleep.

"Did you kill me with your own hands?" After a while, the man on the sofa muttered, and after a moment of silence in his eyes, a smile flashed, ".... I'm looking forward to it, too. ”

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Following.

The soft voice woke up from a nightmare.

I sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, and I couldn't extract the inexplicable panic in my heart.

Rubbing her eyebrows with her hand in confusion, Qingyin always felt that there was a heavy haze lingering in her heart, but when she seriously explored, she couldn't notice anything wrong.

He sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and after a long time of brushing it softly, he didn't come up with a reason, rubbed his messy hair, and walked towards the hot spring pool with a blank look.

Probably because the nightmare was so scary, she woke up and was so cold.

But the strange thing was that no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't remember what that nightmare had done, and it scared her like this.

I don't know how long I soaked in the pool, until I saw that my skin was already soaked red, so I reluctantly got up from the hot spring pool.

Hurriedly tidying himself up, he looked at the delicious vegetable salad on the table in a soft voice, and he didn't have any appetite at all.

Not.

What's going on?

Obviously you were thinking about what you wanted to eat last night, didn't you?

Why did you wake up without even the slightest appetite?