Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

Yun Wuyin was startled for a moment.

The name suits her quite well.

It looks silly, but its body and voice are very delicate.

But that wasn't the answer he wanted.

"I'm asking for your name."

Yun Wuyin wanted to confirm whether she was a descendant of Lingquangu or not.

The little idiot glanced at him again, and whispered, "Gu Ruojiao."

"Where is the family?"

The little idiot showed a confused look.

It was only when Yun Wuyin remembered her mental insufficiency that she could only let it go.

Wen Sheng: "Hey, come over to my side."

He tried to make his voice less aggressive, so as not to frighten her into crying again.

However, even if he had already achieved this, the little idiot not only refused to come over, but even moved to the corner again.

He obviously answered his question obediently just now!

Yun Wuyin's face was so dark that it made people shiver in fright, and buried his face in his arms.

Yun Wuyin: "..."

It was probably because the mood fluctuated too much, and Hongvine's seizures became more severe.

In just a few seconds, the blood vine had already crawled to his face.

Yun Wuyin grasped the position of the heart in pain,

Although he tried his best to suppress it, he couldn't help letting out a few muffled grunts, and the little idiot raised his head.

Seeing his pained expression, the nervousness and concern on his face, I forgot to be afraid of him, and crawled to his side.

"Does it hurt?" She tilted her head, "Do you want to whimper?"

Yun Wuyin endured the pain of backflow of blood, and pulled her to his side.

"Give me your blood to drink."

The little idiot shook his head fearing the pain: "No, it hurts."

"I promise... I won't bite you this time."

The little idiot showed a hesitant look.

Yun Wuyin began to coax: "Jiaojiao is worried about me, right? You don't want to see me hurt, do you?"

The little fool was very afraid of pain, so she nodded.

"So as long as I drink your blood, I won't be in pain."

The little idiot's expression was relaxed, and he could see that he had been persuaded.

In addition, this time he didn't rush forward as fiercely as before.

"Don't hurt." She emphasized again.

Knowing that she felt sorry for him, she reached out to help him wipe the sweat off his cheeks.

Enduring the pain, Yun Wuyin coaxed: "It won't hurt, just give me your finger."

The little idiot only hesitated for a moment this time, and then gave him his finger.

Yun Wuyin cut her finger quickly, and put it into her mouth before she felt the pain.

The tongue wrapped around the bleeding wound, and the warm and creamy touch wrapped the slender fingers.

The little idiot trembled, and there was a touch of shock and a trace of incomprehensible emotion in his eyes.

The fingertips are the most sensitive part of a person, and with injuries, the tactile sensation there will be several times larger than usual.

She could feel how the warmth wrapped her fingers, wriggling and wanting to draw the tiny amount of blood.

Two little red clouds floated up on the cheeks of the little idiot, with thin water vapor in his eyes, he looked at Yun Wuyin.

When Yun Wuyin had had enough to drink and raised his eyes, he met a pair of watery deer eyes and a flushed little face.

Those eyes that were always ignorant and harmless were now stained with a touch of coquettishness, which made her a little more charming for no reason.

Yun Wuyin's heart was slightly touched.

But in the next second, she saw her avoiding him, and shrank back into the corner again.

Yun Wuyin: "..."

He took out the medicine bottle and threw it in front of her: "Apply it to the wound."

He stared at her, seeing that she really took the medicine obediently, he closed his eyes and crossed his legs to adjust his breath.

So I didn't see the corners of the little girl's mouth curled up high.