Kuai Chuan: I was picked up by the sickly male protagonist again

Drop by drop, it slid down the forehead.

Some slipped into the wound on his cheek, and the pain was so hot that he almost fainted from the pain.

But what hurt more than this was the dagger that appeared in his sight and cut it down without hesitation, and the cold and merciless gaze of the dagger owner looking at him.

That gaze was so cold that there was no warmth, and there was no trace of him, only the dagger that was stained with his blood.

Fortunately, it didn't reflect his current ugly face, otherwise it would only be more embarrassing to look at.

As if he felt that he was too ugly and disgusting at the moment, and as if his blood was too dirty, the owner of the dagger gave him a disgusted look.

He took out a veil from his arms and wiped the blood on the blade, then stretched it out again, and pressed it against his cheek again.

Yu Chao was so uncomfortable that his heart throbbed, and the warmth in his throat became more and more violent.

He bit his lower lip tightly and closed his eyes, not daring to look into those eyes again.

The icy dagger on his cheek did not stop because of this, it only stayed for a few seconds before slashing down again.

Another heavy slap, a new cut was cut near the wound, intersecting with the original cut.

Without opening his eyes to look in the mirror, Yu Chao also knew that a big cross was drawn on his cheek.

A fork that means error, negative, unqualified, and close exit.

Realizing the meaning represented by the graphic on his cheek, he suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was icy cold, so cold that he couldn't help shivering.

The throbbing pain in the heart also became rapid and dense.

Seeing his appearance, the owner of the dagger obviously thought it was funny, "Tsk, I really can bear it. Even if the pain is so severe, I won't make a sound. If that's the case, then..."

"I'll give you a few more knives to see if you can bear it all the time." The dagger left and landed on the other side of the face.

Then, again mercilessly scratched down again.

Once, twice, another fork was drawn out.

Yu Chao kept biting his lips tightly, without saying a word, and endured everything silently.

His lower lip turned white from being bitten, sweat poured down his forehead, and his slightly curled eyelashes were wet.Su Lang held the dagger and continued to draw down.

Seeing the extremely embarrassed look on this very familiar face at the moment, I couldn't help feeling a little unbearable in my heart.

As soon as this trace of unbearableness surfaced, the dagger in his hand couldn't continue to draw.

A lot of things, go all out and then fail.

For those few knives just now, Su Lang slashed down continuously with a single ruthless force.At this moment, Yixing's energy was completely exhausted, and he couldn't be more ruthless.

Unwilling to continue to swipe, he had no choice but to retract the dagger, "Sure enough, I can bear it, and I didn't scream after so many swipes."

Yu Chao was very tolerant, except for the trembling of his body, he didn't bark or have any abnormal reactions.

Obviously, the memory has not been recovered.

If there is no reaction, it means that the stimulation is not enough, and if the stimulation is not enough, there will be no recovery.

This person's mentality is so strong that he still hasn't collapsed. Su Lang glanced at the bloody face and sighed inwardly.

If it's not enough, then... let's stimulate some more.

He took a step back, looked at the face that was no longer as beautiful as before, and even a little hideous, opened his lips slightly, and uttered two words cruelly.

"It's ugly!"