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After a long time, Zhan Hua's voice rang again in Ji Huai's ear: "I—"

"Shut up." Ji Huai said angrily.

Zhan Hua really shut up and did not speak.

Ji Huai was angry for a long while, but no one could hear the breathing of other people around, and suddenly panicked, "...Zhan Hua?"

"En." Zhan Hua's voice sounded again in the darkness, but this time it was a little farther away.

For some reason, Ji Huai breathed a sigh of relief.

"You unlock my acupuncture points." Ji Huai said.

"No." Zhan Hua refused him very decisively.

Ji Huai said angrily, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I heard that you are sick." Zhan Hua paused, as if he felt a bit unable to speak, "I'm here to bring you medicine."

Ji Huai: "..."

There is something wrong with this fake bald donkey's brain designation!

Thinking of this, a warm bitter taste lingered on his lips, he subconsciously frowned, and tightly pursed his lips, refusing to open his mouth.

The spoon containing the medicine was pressed against his lips, seeming to be more stubborn than him.

Ji Huai was depressed for a long time, and opened his mouth.

The bitter medicine went down his throat and reached his heart, Ji Huai said in a deep voice, "I drink it myself."

Zhan Hua did not refuse this time, and reached out to help him untie the acupoints.

Every time the Jie acupuncture point was touched, it hurt sorely, Ji Huai gritted his teeth and rubbed his heart, and reached out to pull off the black cloth covering his eyes, but Zhan Hua grabbed his wrist.

Ji Huai sneered.

Zhan Hua held onto his wrist without letting go, and handed the medicine bowl to him, Ji Huai pinched his nose and gulped down the medicine in one breath, just as he put down the bowl, someone stuffed a candied date into his mouth.

Ji Huai froze for a moment, chewed the candied dates in his mouth, his lips and teeth were still slightly bitter.

"Just now, I offended you." Zhan Hua apologized to him in a low voice.

Ji Huai was choked suddenly and coughed terribly. Zhan Hua patted him on the back but it didn't work, so he turned to pour water for him.

Ji Huai took the opportunity to pull off the black cloth that was blindfolded, and through the moonlight outside the window, he saw Zhan Hua covered in blood.

The white clothes were blood-soaked and red, and they looked strange and coquettish under the moonlight. Zhan Hua turned around with a cup of warm water, and met Ji Huai's eyes.

The corner of Zhan Hua's mouth outlines a slight arc, which seems to be self-deprecating and regretful, "Why do you insist on being smart?"

He killed so many people to make himself less irritable and angry, and wanted to come to deliver medicine to Ji Huai in a calm mood.

However, Ji Huai always stepped on his bottom line.

He walked to the bed with a gloomy face, and even thought about taking Ji Huai away tonight, but someone grabbed his sleeve unexpectedly.

"Are you injured again?" Ji Huai asked him with a frown.

Zhan Hua stared at him silently.

Ji Huai wanted to sew his mouth shut when he said that, he looked away unnaturally, and let go of the hand that grabbed Zhan Hua's sleeve.

Zhan Hua handed him the teacup in his hand.

Ji Huai took a few sips of water, and Zhan Hua whispered, "It's not my blood."

"Yeah." Ji Huai rubbed the rim of the cup unconsciously, and suddenly felt that the scene was even more terrifying.

Zhan Hua stared at him closely, "Ji Huai, I want blood."

Ji Huai secretly said in his heart, this guy really came here with a purpose, and the delivery of medicine and the cold are all excuses——

He raised his wrist rather annoyedly, signaling to draw the blood himself.

However, his wrist was pressed against the heavy quilt by a cold hand, and Zhan Hua pressed himself up, forcing his whole body to cling to the head of the bed.

Zhan Hua's breath was close at hand, and the bitter smell of medicine and blood on his body mixed together, making Ji Huai a little dizzy.

Zhan Hua stared down at his fair side neck, and said in a deep voice, "I want the blood from your neck."

A gloomy anger suddenly welled up in Ji Huai's heart. He didn't even know where he borrowed the courage to grab Zhan Hua's collar and suddenly pushed him onto the bed. Under the body.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Zhan Hua's eyes, and he forgot to resist for a while.

Ji Huai tore off his tight skirt, and bit his neck viciously, his mouth was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ji Huai's series of movements were really too fast and unexpected, Zhan Hua froze under him, a warm tingling pain came from his neck, his eyes were rarely dazed and bewildered.

He should push Ji Huai away, scold him angrily, or even kill him directly, to kill the source of those annoying thoughts——

Instead of reaching out and hugging people.

Ji Huai raised his head to look at him, with his blood still on the corner of his mouth, and gave him a successful smile, which made Zhan Hua feel a little bit of danger.

"Your blood is bitter." Ji Huai licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked down at him, his eyelashes cast a beautiful fan-shaped shadow on his fair face.

Ji Huai is not as weak and deceitful as he has always been, and he is even more stubborn and stubborn than many people.

He knows how to be imaginary and submissive, and to be flexible, and he can even do it well when he pinches his nose, but Mr. Ji Qi can't swallow the breath in his heart.

When he kissed Zhanhua, he thought that he should stab this fake monk in the heart.

But the development of things is out of control.

The cold wind was howling outside, and it was freezing cold, and the cold moonlight shone through the window lattice on the thick quilt, and also on the person who was colder than the moon.

Ji Huai intended to vent his anger, but the kiss changed after a while.

You come and go, no one is willing to give in, but they are reluctant to let the other party go. Those affections that have been firmly pressed into the bottom of their hearts just have a small gap, and then they are out of control and pour out.

The so-called confusion and love, so it is.

Ji Huai's hand fell on Zhan Hua's waist, and he reached out to untie his belt, but was held down by a cold hand. Zhan Hua seemed to be holding back something, and his breathing became unstable.

Ji Huai only felt that his whole body was split into two halves. One half thought it was a very good strategy, while the other half thought madly that even if he was destined to die, he would have to put this guy to sleep before he died——

"Knock knock."

Someone knocked on the door suddenly, and the dim candlelight shone in through the window paper, which woke up the two disheveled people on the bed.

"Qilang, are you asleep?" Zhao Yue's drunken voice came in through the door.

"I—um." Ji Huai was about to answer, but Zhan Hua turned over and was pressed under the quilt, and his neck was bitten maliciously.

Ji Huai gasped in pain, stretched out his hand and pinched the soft flesh around Zhan Hua's waist, and as a result, his neck was bitten even harder.

"Qilang?" Zhao Yue called him outside again.

"I... have rested." Ji Huai's voice trembled a little, but fortunately he couldn't hear clearly through the door, but it was because his hoarse voice was a little drowsy.

"Okay, then Qilang, you can continue to sleep, and I will talk to you tomorrow." Zhao Yue said regretfully outside the door: "Qilang, if you are cold, add more charcoal, and leave windows open for ventilation... I will go back .”

"Brother Zhao...go slowly." Ji Huai was short of energy halfway through his words, and gave Zhan Hua a hard look.

The candlelight outside the door faded away with the sound of footsteps, Ji Huai hadn't let go of his breath yet, the stinging wound on his neck was licked delicately, and suddenly a chilly shudder hit his scalp, making him almost groan speak out.

Ji Huai angrily scolded him, "Are you crazy!"

Zhan Hua put his whole body on top of him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid that I will be discovered by people from the warehouse?"

"You've drank the blood, why don't you leave?" Ji Huai frowned and tried to lift him off his body, but he couldn't.

"Why did you kiss me just now?" Zhan Hua asked without answering.

"Why did you kiss me before?" Ji Huai was not to be outdone.

The two fell silent together.

"I won't change my mind." Zhan Hua wiped the blood from his neck with his hand, looked at him deeply and said, "You are the only primer for the antidote."

"But I changed my mind." Ji Huai stared at him and twitched his lips, "I'm going to die—

Will also pull you together. "