Kiss badly

Wen Hexi starved Han Xiao for three whole days. On the first day, Han Xiao still had the strength to please him. On the second day, Han Xiao was as soft as a lump of mud. He didn’t know how to move until he was kicked. On the third day, Han Xiao was so hungry that he lost his mind. Qing, everything looks like food.

At the beginning, Han Xiao still hated Wen Hexi and cursed Wen Hexi in secret, but in the end, he didn't even have the energy to hate. He only had pleading in his eyes. He forgot that Wen Hexi made him become like this He only remembered that Wen Hexi was the one who could save him.

Han Xiao's humble appearance reminded Wen Hexi of her former self, Wen Hexi thought—it turns out that people who are extremely hungry all look the same.

He stroked the unconscious Han Xiao's face, "Wait a minute, I'll feed you."

He didn't want to really starve Han Xiao to death, then wouldn't he have nothing to play.

Han Xiao was in a half-comatose state, and Wen Hexi's words got into his ears, as if they had bypassed his brain and got out again. He didn't react until Wen Hexi cooked the noodles and put them in front of him. The hunger made him lose the elegance of eating in the past, and he started to gobble it up.

The hot noodles just out of the pan made his lips red and his tongue numb, but he didn't seem to notice it.

The stomach pouch seems to have become a bottomless pit, even after a bowl of noodles, I am still hungry.

After eating, he looked at Wen Hexi with pleading eyes.

"Do you want more?" Wen Hexi asked.

"Yes." Han Xiao's weak voice was vague.

"It's in the pot. I've made a lot, and I'll fill it up myself." Wen Hexi smiled.

Behind the smile is an ugly thought that only he knows. After experiencing extreme hunger, people will eat like crazy, as if no matter how much they eat, they will not be able to fill their stomachs. But this is just an illusion passed on to you by your brain. There will be stomach cramps, severe pain, and vomiting until you want to dig your stomach out.

He glanced at Han Xiao who was swaying left and right and ran into the kitchen to devour it. He sat down on the sofa carelessly, leaned deeply into the back of the sofa, and turned on the TV.

The many things broadcast in this long black box always made him feel inexplicably separated and unable to resonate, as if separated by a thick wall, he had missed the noon news, so he changed the channel and tuned to the legal channel.

Listening to the host talking about various laws, he suddenly thought of Lin Yuanzhi.

Outlaw lunatic.

He laughed for no reason, then his eyes fell on his hands, and his expression was in a trance.

The blood on his hands was red, and the blood was hot, burning his skin like boiling water, causing every inch of his skin to be painful.

He closed his eyes and opened them again. There was no blood on his hands, and his skin glowed with a lustrous luster under the cold white light.

He clenched his fists tightly, and his nails pierced into his palms, causing some pain.

The pain calmed him down, and he turned his attention to the TV again, as if nothing had happened.

After watching TV for a while, Wen Hexi saw Han Xiao rushing into the bathroom clutching his stomach.

There should be stomach medicine in the medicine box. He thought about it, rummaged through the medicine box, and found the stomach medicine. He poured out two tablets according to the instructions, then took the water glass, and followed Han Xiao into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Han Xiao lay on the toilet and vomited non-stop, his eyes were red, tears came out from the pain, his forehead was full of sweat, flowing down his eyebrows and forehead.

Wen Hexi squatted down, put the water glass aside, pulled Han Xiao up, wiped his face with a paper, hugged him into his arms, and rubbed his head: "It doesn't hurt after taking the medicine, take the medicine ,good."

Wen Hexi gently coaxed Han Xiao to take the medicine.

Under the torment of pain, Han Xiao had no claim. Wen Hexi fed him the medicine, and he took it. Perhaps the pain made him extremely fragile and eager for care.

Wen Hexi's gentleness immediately won his trust. After taking the medicine, he leaned into Wen Hexi's arms, "It still hurts."

It hurts to hear the crying voice.

"It won't hurt in a while." Wen Hexi's voice became softer, he caressed Han Xiao's back, the corners of his mouth curled up, his smile was not the slightest bit warm.

The medicine gradually took effect.

The pain relieved a lot, but Han Xiao leaned against Wen Hexi's arms and didn't want to move. He really wanted to hold Wen Hexi all the time, it was so soft and warm. No one took care of him like this before when he was sick. His parents He will only make various demands on him like a superior.

He deliberately pretended to be in pain to death, and lay in Wen Hexi's arms. The clumsy acting made Wen Hexi want to laugh.

"Does it still hurt?" Wen Hexi patted Han Xiao's back.

"It hurts." Han Xiao buried his face in Wen Hexi's arms, and his voice was muffled.

He was enjoying the warmth in Wen Hexi's arms, and suddenly felt a hand wrapped around his neck, the fingers of that hand gradually tightened, pinched the back of his neck, and pulled him out of Wen Hexi's arms forcefully.

Looking up, he met a pair of cold eyes, and the biting chill crushed his nostalgia for the warm embrace.

"Han Xiao, you're really stupid, haven't you figured it out yet?" Wen Hexi sneered.

Wen Hexi's words awakened Han Xiao in an instant, and the warmth receded, leaving only the cruel reality. Han Xiao seemed unable to bear the blow, his face turned pale, and the little blood that had just recovered faded away without a trace.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Han Xiao asked.

"Yeah, I did it on purpose."

"Why are you kidding me?" There was another cry in the words.

Han Xiao managed to get a little warmth, the moment Wen Hexi hugged him into his arms, he even forgot what Wen Hexi had done to him, forgot that Wen Hexi hated him for taking revenge on him.

He even wanted to say to Wen Hexi - I love you.

Wen Hexi raised her eyebrows: "It's fun."

"Wen Hexi, I'm going to kill you." Han Xiao stared at Wen Hexi fiercely, his eyes were red.

Wen Hexi laughed wildly, "Hahaha, come on!"

Han Xiao gritted his teeth with hatred, but he couldn't beat Wen Hexi, why did this guy look so thin, but he was so strong.

His aggrieved face turned red, he shook off the hand pinching the nape of his neck, and stepped back to avoid the heat, He Xi was like a plague god.

If you can't provoke him, you can't hide from him.

Wen Hexi saw Han Xiao's expression of daring to be angry and daring to speak out, so he could only feel aggrieved in the end, feeling inexplicably distressed, "It really looks like..."

"Like what?" Han Xiao asked angrily.

Wen Hexi smiled, didn't speak, and silently exited the bathroom, her lips moved but she didn't make a sound: I really look like me before.

He passed by the living room, and glanced at the opened bottle of stomach medicine on the coffee table, but he couldn't afford the medicine at that time, let alone hug him.

It seems that Wen Hexi played it this time, and it hurt Han Xiao's pain point. Han Xiao has been giving Wen Hexi a face, but whatever Wen Hexi ordered him to do, he would still do it, after all, he was afraid of being beaten.

Although Wen Hexi's fist is small, it really hurts when it hits her body.

After tidying up Han Xiao once, Wen Hexi is not interested in talking to Han Xiao in a short time. Han Xiao also discovered this. Every time Wen Hexi finishes torturing him, his mood will be much better, and he will be extra gentle to him. Xiao Di pampered him, as if the person who tortured him cruelly before was not him.

Like a schizophrenic.

This also caused Han Xiao to sometimes want to hide from him, and sometimes to get close to him.

It was rare for Wen Hexi to cook at night, and he cooked two side dishes, which were obviously common home-cooked dishes, but Han Xiao was so greedy that he couldn't walk.

"Come over for dinner." Wen Hexi called him.

He was farting, and even helped to clean the dishes after eating.

No memory!

Wen Hexi, who was full of food and drink, lay down on the sofa, her eyelids were half-drooped lazily, and her beautiful face was illuminated by the warm light, making her whole body look extraordinarily soft.

Han Xiao couldn't help but leaned over again. He felt that he might be addicted to Wen Hexi's gentleness. When this thought came to his mind, his scalp went numb.

It is absolutely impossible for him to like Wen Hexi, absolutely impossible.