All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

Ning Yan was thinking about something while looking at the jade, but was startled by the sudden explosion in her ears. Her hands shook and she almost flew the jade away.

The jade drew a beautiful arc in mid-air and fell into his hand again. Ning Yan subconsciously clenched it tightly, wrapped the jade in her palm, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What did you just say?"

Fu Yu: "..."

The sound just now seemed like an illusion. After Ning Yan asked this question, the surroundings fell into deathly silence again.

"I really didn't hear clearly, and you didn't tell me even after I asked you."

She clicked her tongue and suddenly noticed a trace of blood red seeping through somewhere on the jade, and turned it over and over in her palms curiously.

Someone finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"I told you not to touch! Don't you understand what people are saying!"

Ning Yan picked her ears and said, "You are not a human being."

Fu Yuqi, who was hiding in Yuli, felt a pain in his head, especially the place on his body that she pinched, which felt vaguely wrong.

Now this piece of jade has become his shelter. No matter how Ning Yan turns it over and looks at it, he can feel it. He can even feel the temperature between the other person's fingers clearly.

Fu Yu, who had never been so close to anyone before, felt uncomfortable all over. His soul had been trapped for thousands of years and had been designed to fall into a deep sleep 20 years ago. No one had ever dared to be so rude to him before.

Not to mention that now Ning Yan was poking and pinching him in front of him, and the key points he touched were sensitive parts. Fu Yu clenched his fists to hold back, and the murderous thoughts in his heart became even stronger.

"What on earth do you want to see? Can you let me out first!"

The man's teeth-grinding question came to my ears again.

Ning Yan weighed the jade in her hands and finally decided to give up teasing him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, this jade is quite beautiful. I was so fascinated by it that I forgot about you. I will release you now, don't worry."

Compared to Fu Yu's irritability, Ning Yan's words could be called gentle words. After he released Fu Yu from the soul-nurturing jade, he faced that dark and gloomy face.

The other party was still wearing the same black clothes, standing in front of her with his hands folded across his chest, lowering his head slightly, his face was clouded in a coquettish manner, and he looked at her with a particularly unkind look.

Feeling that the air around her suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, Ning Yan shrank her neck with some guilt.

"What the hell, hahaha, you know it, I'm not locked up in the police station and I'm so busy that I forgot..."

The more she spoke, the softer her voice became. She opened her eyes and looked at Fu Yu, who was unmoved from beginning to end, and simply started breaking the jars.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Hasn't it been more than 24 hours? Then I've signed the contract, can I still regret it?"

Fu Yu sneered, "I don't know if you will regret it later, but I do regret it."

Ning Yan blinked and replied with the same words that the other party used to block her in the attic, "It's useless for you to say you regret it."

Fu Yu: "..."

He only said that because he had a mental disorder. If he had known at that time, he should have strangled the person to death on the spot, instead of letting him suffer for more than ten hours.

This would be fine if he was practicing daily, but it happened that this jade had been used by the two ghosts to practice in that villa for more than twenty years. Now that all the spiritual energy in it had been sucked out, and there was no release, it was useless for him to stay in it.

Locking him in the jade for more than ten hours, his body could only be trapped in that small jade and unable to move at all. Is this something a human can do?

This evil ghost has been taken care of by her!

Seeing that Fu Yu's face was getting worse and worse, Ning Yan smiled awkwardly at him and wanted to reach out and pat his arm to try to comfort him and gain another wave of intimacy.

But she stretched out her hand but found nothing. Although Fu Yu looked like he was standing in front of her, he did not solidify.

Ning Yan watched her fingers pass directly through his body, her eyes widening in surprise.

"What's going on? Didn't you meet me before?"

She was almost strangled to death by him before. The strength of his hands was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Why couldn't he touch her now?

"What else could be the reason?" Fu Yu rolled his eyes at her, looking unhappy, "Maintaining the entity requires cultivation. I spent too much in the villa, and I couldn't concentrate for a while."

He said it easily, and to Ning Yan's ears, it was as if depleting his cultivation level and overeating were no big deal.

Thinking that this man helped her tamper with Li Wenwen's memory in the end, Ning Yan finally felt a little compassion in her weak conscience.

"Okay, seeing as you have contributed a lot, I'll let you have a full meal first."

Because she was about to take a shower, she had already taken off her coat before entering the bathroom. Now she was wearing only a pair of overalls and a white short vest on her upper body.

Ning Yan turned her left hand over, stared at her wrist and made two gestures, then opened the bathroom door and went out.

Fu Yu stepped in front of her, "What are you doing?"

"Get the knife." Ning Yan said without thinking, "Didn't the contract stipulate that I would feed you with blood once a day?"

Seeing her open attitude, Fu Yu's doubts did not diminish, and his expression became slightly strange.

He was indeed running for her blood.

Or more specifically, he was awakened by her blood.

The cluster of roses in the corner of the villa scratched her arm, and the blood that flowed out not only helped her eliminate the influence of the illusion, but also revived him.

Her blood was nothing precious to him.

"what are you thinking?"

Ning Yan waved her hand in front of his eyes. Looking at Fu Yu, whose expression changed in a dozen seconds, she said with a smile: "You are blocking the door like this. Could it be that your conscience suddenly realized that you don't want me to bleed?"

Fu Yu glanced at her. Although his face was sarcastic, he did not deny it, "Stop getting the knife."

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment, "What?"

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome to get blood."

Fu Yu gently curled his lips, and under Ning Yan's slightly surprised gaze, his hands solidified. One of them took her left hand, turned her wrist over and raised it to his chest.

"You... hiss!"

"Fu Yu, it's your uncle's! It hurts!"

Ning Yan's pupils suddenly widened, and she watched helplessly as the man who had curled his lips and smiled at him just now used his other hand to make a weak stroke on her wrist. Her wrist suddenly hurt, and there was a gash where it slipped.

Thin drops of blood kept coming out. Before Ning Yan's screams of pain dissipated in the empty bathroom, Fu Yu directly pulled her arm that had been cut open and raised it to his lips. He opened his mouth and aimed at the spot to remove the blood drops. Swallow it all into your throat.

Neither of them noticed that a few drops of blood dropped and hit the soul-nourishing jade. They disappeared in an instant, as if they were absorbed, leaving no trace...

"Depend on!"

Ning Yan frowned and cursed in a low voice.

Fortunately, she just thought that Fu Yu would not let her use the knife to find out her conscience. The relationship was just that the other party felt that using the knife was unnecessary.

The wound he made was not shallow at all!

very painful!

"Hey, hey, hey! Take it easy, if you suck me dry all at once, no one will care about you anymore!"

Facing Ning Yan's loud accusation, Fu Yu remained unmoved. He ignored it and focused all his attention on the blood flowing in the tender wrist under his lips.

It was just as hot, fragrant, and sweet as he imagined. Just a few mouthfuls made him feel comfortable all over.

No wonder those cholera ghosts like to suck human blood. The taste is indeed wonderful.

But no matter how good the taste was, he had to restrain his aroused desire and force himself to stop.

"You, okay?"

He drank a lot.

Ning Yan had already begun to feel dizzy, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw him suddenly talking.

Fu Yu's eyes flashed with a strange dark red color, and then quickly dissipated.

Just as he was about to say something, the wound exposed to the air did not solidify, and soon blood began to seep from it, and it was about to drip from his wrist.

Ning Yan quickly put her arm on Fu Yu's mouth, looking extremely anxious.

"Hurry up, lick it off quickly, don't waste it."

Fu Yu, who had restrained his desire to go deeper, was caught off guard by her actions. The tip of his nose was once again covered with the fragrance of blood. Almost instinctively, he aimed at the blood drop and stuck out his tongue.

Ning Yan shuddered subconsciously as a cold and sticky touch passed across her wrist. The place where her wrist was licked felt a little itchy, but it was more of a weird feeling in her heart.

For the first time, she knew that evil spirits also had soft tongues...

"okay!"

Fu Yu seemed to realize that he could not resist the temptation of the other person's blood. He forcefully pushed Ning Yan's wrist away before licking the blood beads off his arm and trying to bite the wound again.

Under the cold white fluorescent lamp of the bathroom, the wounds on the girl's fair skin were hideous, and the bright red blood was beating and flowing under the skin. This unique smell was like a poppy blooming in hell, tempting him to get closer.

Fu Yu took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to scratch the wound. In just the blink of an eye, the bloody wrist just now became clean and flawless. Not to mention the wound, even the place scratched by the rose disappeared completely.

Ning Yan was very surprised.

Judging from the limited contact between her and Fu Yu, the other party really doesn't seem to be someone who would take the initiative to deal with the aftermath.

This was really unbelievable to her.

Perhaps her gaze was too fiery and direct. Fu Yu, who had been restraining his instincts, finally noticed the eyes around him that could not be ignored. He opened his eyelids and glanced at her, his eyebrows skipping a beat.

"What's your look?"

Ning Yan blinked, her dizziness had not subsided, but this did not stop her from teasing Fu Yu.

She smiled shyly and looked at the other person with a hint of amusement in her eyes, "It's nothing, I just think your tongue is quite soft."

Fu Yu, who was ready to hear the other party yelling at him, his heart skipped a beat. He never expected to hear the other party teasing him like this, and his expression suddenly became incomparable.

"You're not very young, why are you thinking of all these ridiculous things in your head?"

Fu Yu twitched the corners of his lips and looked at Ning Yan with a bit more disdain, "Isn't your tongue also soft? Instead of having time to study mine, it's better to study yourself."

He originally thought that this would make the other party leave in shame and anger, but he underestimated Ning Yan's shamelessness.

"Of course I know what my own looks like."

Not only was she not embarrassed at all, she even took two steps towards him, stood on tiptoes, raised her head and stared into his eyes.

Fu Yu narrowed his eyes, and the next second he saw the girl leaning against his ear, her tone of voice innocent and ambiguous.

"The difference from you is that my tongue is hot. If you don't believe it, do you want to try it?"

These words are no longer just ambiguous. In Fu Yu's perception, they are no different from teasing and seducing.

He took a step back, his eyebrows were cold, and he looked down at the girl with a playful face. His face became colder and colder, and he snorted coldly from his nose:

"You really are not picky."

He originally meant that he was not a human being, but it was really puzzling that the other party could say such things to him even though he knew his identity.

Ning Yan understood what he meant, but deliberately pretended to be dumbfounded and distorted the original meaning.

She looked at the other person, then showed a heartbroken expression, and put a finger to Fu Yu's lips: "I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that. Although you have a bad temper, you still look like a violent maniac when you are ready to attack others. , but in my eyes, you still have many advantages."

Fu Yu's temples were beating wildly and he continued to retreat.

Ning Yan didn't seem to notice his avoidance. Fu Yu took a step back, and she took a step forward, chasing after each other.

"Are you shy? Don't be shy. I am a straightforward person. I always say whatever I want. I really like your face. If you were a human being, I would find a way to marry you home."

Fu Yu has no way to retreat.

And Ning Yan was leaning against the wall with one hand, with the other on her hips, and with the greasy smile on her face, she looked like a second-rate man who was teasing women from good families.

However, the person she pressed against the wall was not a decent woman, but an evil Mr. Ghost who was killing people invisible.

Fu Yu's tense expression was threatening to break. His entire back was pressed against the bathroom tile wall. His body temperature was always cold, but he could actually feel the coolness behind his ears when it touched the tile wall.

Ning Yan moved her neck, but when she saw that he didn't speak, she was about to say a few more words to tease him, when she saw Fu Yu glare at her with a strange look on his face, and then disappeared from sight.

"Huh? I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Ning Yan clicked her tongue and waved her hand at the place where Fu Yu disappeared just now, feeling a little unfinished.

"Fu Yu, why did you hide in Yuli without saying a word? Haven't you stayed there for more than ten hours? Why didn't you answer me what I just asked you?"

"Speak? Don't hide in the jade and keep silent!"

Ning Yan suppressed her laughter, picked up the piece of jade and shook it.

Fu Yu, who was about to hide in the jade, had a suspicious blush on his face, but the expression on his face was gritted teeth, especially the sinister sneer on his lips, which sent chills down the spine.

Why is she so noisy!

Fu Yu's intention to strangle Ning Yan became more serious, and finally he couldn't hold it in anymore when the other party's chattering made his head hurt.

"Can you shut up!"

"No." Ning Yan became more excited when she saw his response.

Fu Yu: "..."

Ning Yan still couldn't take a shower first.

After wasting more than half an hour with Fu Yu, the takeaway he ordered earlier has arrived. He had just sucked so much blood from the other party that Ning Yan was afraid that she would pass out while taking a bath on an empty stomach.

If she fainted, Fu Yu wouldn't care about her, he would just suck her blood dry before she was drowned in the bath water.

She had the foresight to eat dinner first, and Ning Yan digested it for more than an hour, during which she tinkered with the soul-nourishing jade for a while. However, the other party kept pretending to be dead, so she went to the bathroom to wash up.