Chapter 84: This Man Is Sick (13)

"Number one tonight? I'll go. He looked at the results, human beings are all the same character, but today he will also choose to kill No. 1, and it is very dangerous for people who are too showy to stay.

In particular, that person still wants to attack Ah Xiao, and the wood on Hua Han's body is full of murderous aura, which is unforgivable!!

took the comb and combed Nan Qiao's hair up little by little, Hua Han hugged her from behind, looked at the little girl in the mirror, her slender but thin fingers traced her eyebrows, pale lips, and finally dropped a kiss on her cheek.

He liked this little girl for a long, long time, so long that he forgot how many years, watching her be born and growing up, and calling him Huahua sweetly, which was the most beautiful voice in the world.

Without blinking her eyes, staring straight at herself in the mirror, Nan Qiao was very curious, how did he get out of his mouth, her appearance was really not exquisite.

The body was dead, she ...... Also dead.

"Flowey, will you leave me?" Looking at the man in the mirror, Nan Qiao's tone was very calm, his little hand raised slightly, and he picked up a dagger on the table.

"No, never." There is no doubt about this answer, he will never leave, Hua Han's eyes are gentle, no matter what she looks like, he will not leave, this body is broken and can not be used, then find her a new one.

They still have a lifetime to go, so there's no hurry.

The heart in his chest was beating with the vitality of life, Nan Qiao gently leaned on his body, listening to his heartbeat, and was silent for a while.

Strictly speaking, he is not a normal human being, but he still has breathing and heartbeat, and will be born, old, sick and die like normal humans.

Turning around and hugging him, Hua Han was already half-kneeling, and Nan Qiao was just able to wrap his arms around his neck.

After a long time, Nan Qiao raised his head and smiled softly, it was very weird, his little hand was raised, and he slammed into Hua Han's heart, it was the sound of flesh cracking, blood stirring, and when the little hand was stretched out, there was a bloody heart in the palm of his hand.

"Huahua, it's so fragrant...... against his forehead, Nan Qiao's eyes were misty, with intoxicating gentleness, and the heart on his palm was still beating, bloody, and warm.

Hua Han's eyes widened, and a sharp pain came from his heart, which made his body stiff for a while and unable to move, and with a feeling of spasm, he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

After a long time, it was slightly better, and I could barely say a word, "Wait for me ......"

He wouldn't die, and he understood what Ah Xiao was worried about.

Her body is deteriorating day by day, and it may not be long before she becomes a ghost, unable to be so casual and unable to settle down.

And Ah Xiao is an extremely simple person, she loves him, so she will do everything to keep him, Ah Xiao has no sense of security, but he is also willing to spoil.

The white coat was stained with red blood, and a fishy smell permeated, Hua Han stood up, touched her little face, and pushed open the door and left without saying a word.

If it goes on like this, the blood will run dry, and even if you don't die, you will suffer a lot, and if your heart is gone, it will be gone, anyway, Ah Xiao took it.

His body had been thinned to a limit, his glasses were thrown aside at random, his white chest was exposed, and his chest was hollow, looking particularly terrifying.