kiss my evil husband

After playing around for a while, I finally got to the point.

A delicate knife slowly approached Xia Nian'er's fair and delicate skin, and felt the penetrating coldness emanating from the knife...

Trembling, Xia Nian'er's wrist, which was held by Nishang, couldn't help trembling.

"Isn't it alright..."

Trembling loudly, Xia Nian'er pushed her head into Yan's arms with all her might.

The cold knife touched her skin, and she felt a chill, which made her shudder.

"It's almost over, it doesn't hurt at all, it'll be over soon." Yan kept covering Xia Nian'er's eyes with his big hands, his purple eyes staring nervously at Nishang's actions.

Why isn't he scratching himself, but it hurts more than scratching himself?

Zi Yu grabbed her wrist with his big hands, and the body temperature spread to Xia Nian'er, it was warm and comfortable.

Looking at the nervous trio, Nishang couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Isn't it just to take blood? It takes so much nervousness, it feels like I have a terminal illness."

It's okay for Xia Nian'er to be nervous, why are those two big men so nervous.

His Highness brushed his fingers across his wrist in a very chic way just now, causing her to flow down the blood without even frowning, as if she didn't feel any pain at all.

Why is it not him now, but his brows are wrinkled so high.

There is also Young Master Zi Yu who looks the calmest, but the big hand holding Xia Nian'er's wrist is actually sweating coldly.

She was really speechless, took a deep breath, and cut down instantly...

A shallow wound appeared, followed by thick blood, dripping down.

In fact, it was just a small scratch, as long as the surface layer of the skin was cut, and Xia Nian'er was a vampire, within a minute, the wound would heal completely, and no trace could be seen.

Unexpectedly, just as the cold knife was being used hard, Xia Nian'er burst into tears with a 'wow', almost causing her to knock over the blood she had just collected in her hand.

Immediately, the scene was in chaos again.

"Does it hurt?" Yan asked nervously, gently blowing on her wound.

Xia Nian'er shook her head tearfully.

"Then why are you crying?" He looked so worried.

"I... I just feel like she's slashing my wrist with a knife..."

Quack quack --------

The crows have been flying over very tangled, gently, without taking away a cloud.

"She... cut your wrist with a knife." Zi Yu wrapped her wrist with gauze, and told the truth kindly, a little confused.

"It's a knife!" Xia Nian'er suddenly opened her mouth and looked terrified.

"It's a knife..." Nishang answered her question positively, and even shook the delicate knife in her hand, shining brightly.

Xia Nian'er couldn't help but flinch when she saw the knife, "The knife... such a terrifying knife..."

It felt like I had seen a ghost.

Why are they not afraid, this is a knife, cold, cool, very sharp...