It seems that she is calculating something, and only Fenghua herself can understand how hard the words 'I'll take you' in her mouth were bitten by her.

"You're so nice." The alchemy boy's eyes burst out with rainbow-colored light, and he smiled and pulled the corners of Fenghua's clothes and shook them.

"Of course, I think so too!" Fenghua's eyebrows drooped a little, if her clothes were not corroded faster when the young man pulled her to compliment, then her attitude might have been better.

"Let's go." If Fenghua's expression is a little sluggish and his eyebrows droop, then this alchemy boy is a radiant figure-up, smiling like a child who has been promised, and even his blue face doesn't look so strange.

"Can you let go of my sleeves, or will you stop poisoning my clothes?" Seeing her clothes ruined again, Fenghua was almost crazy, and she suddenly wanted to hit someone.

"Poison?" The alchemy boy tilted his head, obviously not quite able to understand the meaning of Fenghua's words.

"Whoa." Fenghua Nunu mouthed, emphasizing the indisputable fact that his second dress was destroyed by him.

"Oh, this one, it's born. It turns out that it's called poison? The alchemy boy tilted his head and thought about it, but after saying it, his eyes looked at Fenghua cautiously, a little nervous.

"Born? Can it be controlled. Fenghua frowned, a natural poison, or such a strong corrosive poison? Looking down, he looked at the hand on the back of his hand, which was darker than normal human blood vessels, and was careful to pull his sleeve tightly.

"Yes, but I can only control it once a month, and it's only a quarter of an hour at a time." His fingers were clenched a little tightly, and the alchemy boy said lightly, but after his head was lowered, he refused to raise it again.

Although the place where the clothes were corroded stopped, Fenghua noticed that something was wrong with the alchemy boy. I watched as the blood vessels that were originally just blue suddenly turned purple, and then the entire back of the hand turned white like a dead man.

Sensing Fenghua's gaze, the alchemy boy's body stiffened, his sleeves hung down, and he wanted to cover his hands, but it was too late. Suddenly, I wanted to run.

Sighing slightly, Fenghua said leisurely, "Pull it." ”

"Huh?" The alchemy boy was stunned when he heard this, and the hand that was about to let go of Fenghua's sleeve seemed to grasp some life-saving straw, and he grabbed it again, and raised his head in astonishment, revealing a face with a miserable white face and purple lips.

After raising his head and finding Fenghua staring at him with shock, the alchemy boy hung his head suddenly, half-bent over, almost hanging down to the instep of his feet, as if he wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into, but that hand still firmly grasped the corner of Fenghua's clothes, I don't know what kind of thought.

"You're pretty good-looking!" I was admiring the little white face, but suddenly the little white face was gone, Fenghua pouted, was it shy?

"Woo woo, I know I'm ugly, don't comfort me like that." Hearing this, the alchemy boy who grabbed Fenghua's sleeve and twisted his posture came out of the innermost cry, which seemed to be extremely sad, and the continuous and sobbing crying made Fenghua feel extremely guilty.