Rebirth of the sickly loli with special hobbies

Ye Youran looked happy as she carefully peeled off the flesh on Su Qiming's chest. A large piece of flesh with neat edges and dripping with scarlet juice was displayed on the arena, soaked in the slightly humid air, soft and warm.

She couldn't help but sniff the human skin and rub it slowly. The touch under her hands made her unable to let go.

There was a deep red and sticky area on Su Qiming's chest.

He let out a tired cry, his eyes were wide and bloodshot, and he looked at Ye Youran weakly as she approached him again, pushed aside the bloody flesh on his chest, and pointed at his heart.

The little tune she murmured alone entered his ears intermittently, but he felt his heartbeat getting louder and louder, like a drum, covering up the faint tune, making a thumping sound.

Ye Youran put the layer of skin and flesh aside, but stared at the blurry chest. She suddenly smiled, as if she had thought of something, and began to trace his heart.

hiss!

Su Qiming felt the pain coming again, sharp and cold, as if something had penetrated his heart, cutting in slowly, piercing his soft flesh a little at a time and stirring it.

The blood became thicker, and a fishy and sweet taste surged in his throat, blocking his neck and making it difficult for him to breathe.

Ye Youran licked the corner of her mouth, tasting the fishy smell in the air. She couldn't help but lick it again, quietly enjoying the wet and charming taste of blood. Her hands cut open a blood hole bit by bit, carefully avoiding the artery, cutting open a few small blood vessels, and put her hand in.

Thump, thump.

It's the sound of a heart beating, fast and strong.

She saw the scarlet mass, and her nose was choked by the extremely strong fishy smell at that moment.

She gently held up the beating heart, tilted her head back and took a deep breath, with a hint of obsession flashing in her eyes.

Su Qiming was trembling all over. His fear was greater than the pain in his body. Seeing his own heart being taken out and held so carefully, he felt extremely uneasy and terrified, as if the girl in front of him was a horrible zombie!

She would open her mouth and bite him down, swallow him up! Then she would grin with a mouth full of blood.

He doesn’t want to die! He still has a bright future! He’s still young! He still has endless wealth! He still…

Su Qiming's eyes were bloodshot, and the more he thought about it, the more terrified he became. His hands suddenly became full of blue veins, and even his chest, which exposed his internal organs, was instantly filled with blood, gushing out.

While the girl was intoxicated by the blood and energy that enveloped her, his right hand suddenly broke through the shackles and stuffed a golden pill into her mouth.

Then he smiled triumphantly.

Even at this moment, his face was terribly pale, as if he was about to die.

Ye Youran, however, was intoxicated with her head raised, her eyes suddenly moved downwards, looking down at him from above, with a faint smile. One hand gently supported her heart, while the other hand suddenly clamped heavily around his throat, tightening.

"Mmmmm!" Su Qiming's breathing choked and his body shook violently as he struggled.

She slowly put down the hand that was supporting her heart, which was beating faster and faster, and then stuffed it into his mouth and forcefully pulled it down his throat!

"Ugh! ... Ugh!" Su Qiming's mouth was stretched to pieces at this moment, and it seemed that even the sound of vomiting was torn apart. His eyes were about to pop out, and a mouth full of blood spurted out from the crack at the side of his mouth, like a dead fish that was stabbed with a stick.

Ye Youran held his neck with one hand and reached into his mouth with the other hand to chase the golden pill, and shoved it roughly into his throat.

Then he shrank back holding a golden bean.

"..." The people in the stands were so embarrassed that their faces turned red. It was not until this moment that they took a breath and gasped.

Gudong!

There were many swallowing sounds in the field, but they had no time to pay attention to the ridicule. They only felt that they were having difficulty breathing.

It's like a thorn in my throat, hard to swallow.