Wen Shiyu ignored her, grabbed the thin knife in his hand and threw it over, his voice was cold: "Just like yesterday, take the blood into the bowl and go out." ”

The little girl looked at his perfectly curved face for a while, and then sat down next to him with a slow half-beat.

Seeing the man's serious expression, she glanced at the laptop screen curiously.

The content of the interface is: why do women get angry for some reason.

Little Girl: "......"

After receiving the blood, the little girl treated the wound, and when she saw that he didn't even look at herself, she couldn't help but lower her eyelashes in frustration.

"Hey!" He called out suddenly.

She looked up in surprise.

But I heard him muttering irritably: "Forget it." "A little girl who doesn't have any hair knows anything.

The little girl walked out in frustration, Wen Shiyu stretched out his bony hand, took the small half bowl of blood that was sitting aside, and drank it in one gulp.

Song Yixi breathed for a while outside, and felt that the smell of blood in the room had dissipated, so he walked back slowly.

Wen Shiyu stared at the screen, his eyes straight.

The ghost sent the gods, and he slowly typed out a line of words-

How to make a woman who is inexplicably angry happy.

Just at this time, Song Yixi walked in.

Wen Shiyu snapped and closed the computer, his fair and beautiful face climbed into a strange red, and he shouted loudly: "Why don't you knock when you come in!" ”

Scared him to death.

Song Yixi glanced at him expressionlessly: "This is my home." ”

He couldn't be justified: "It's mine now!" ”

She ignored him.

Wen Shiyu stole a glance at her, opened the notebook, and sneakily pressed the search button.

Song Yixi rolled up his sleeves, revealing a white wrist, and began to clean up the room.

Her gaze swept over the neatly folded men's coat and reached out and tossed it into the trash without hesitation.

Wen Shiyu looked up in confusion: "Why did you throw my clothes?" ”

Song Yixi's voice was very light: "You can also throw me." ”

“……”

He looked carefully at her cold side face, and suddenly noticed something, his Adam's apple suddenly moved, "Woman." ”

Song Yixi turned around and went back to the room.

As soon as she arrived at the bedroom, footsteps sounded behind her, and before she could close the door, he strode up and dragged her to her!

A pair of black eyes looked at her face silently.

The room was silent.

Song Yixi stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, but was stopped by Wen Shiyu, his voice was cold and depressed: "Who bullied you?" ”

She stubbornly tilted her head, "No." ”

The man whispered: "Why are you crying without you?" ”

Song Yixi's expression was indifferent, but his eyes were red, as if they had been smoked.

"I'll clean him up for you." His voice was so calm that it even made people feel a sense of danger: "Don't cry. ”

But his words didn't know where to poke Song Yixi's heart, her eyes instantly turned even redder, and she glared at him fiercely, "Don't touch me!" ”

"Impossible."

Wen Shiyu didn't hesitate to pull her whole person closer, his fingertips swept over the corners of her red eyes, his heart tightened uncontrollably, and he said persistently: "You are mine." ”

Originally, she was just tears in her eyes, because his words suddenly fell.

"Say, Song Yixi, do you have to torture me to death?" Seeing her crying, Wen Shiyu suddenly lost control.

Song Yixi was so roared by him that he raised his head, touched his anxious gaze, and his heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but say, "Why do you want to drink the blood of other women?" ”