Ying Shao is a Girl

"..." I don't really want to agree.

But Ying Junchu still handed it over with his own hand.

Ling Yiche's slender hand gently placed on her wrist.

His expression was serious, and he couldn't hide the worry in his eyes.

Pulse is stable.

It shouldn't be a big deal.

He was relieved now.

Ling Yiche gently put her hand back.

"Chuchu, you're okay."

The young man's smile is as bright as a flower.

The clear eyes are filled with thousands of stars, and the little bits of light are dazzling.

Hearing this, Ying Junchu's face turned even colder.

She said in a very determined tone:

"busy."

Her eyes fell on Ling Yiche's fair neck, and the blood redness had faded away.

The tiny scars have slowly scabbed over.

A row of shallow bite marks is faintly visible.

Ying Junchu reached out and touched the wound on his slender neck.

Her hands were cold, and a chill swept over her.

Ling Yiche couldn't help but take a step back as if he was electrocuted.

Ying Junchu retracted his hand without leaving any trace.

"Does it hurt?" Her voice was still cold, and there was no hint of concern for others.

"No...it doesn't hurt."

Ling Yiche's blue eyes flashed with panic.

Ying Junchu glanced at him meaningfully.

I didn’t say whether I believed it or not.

"How is this going?"

Her eyes looked calmly into the depths of Ling Yiche's eyes. His eyes were so clear and transparent without any impurities.

And her eyes were bottomless, like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

"Chuchu, I'm sorry..."

"I lied to you."

Ling Yiche's voice was very quiet, but Ying Junchu heard every word of his words clearly.

"..."

Ying Junchu had a memory of what happened this time, so he couldn't hide it like last time.

And it is impossible to hide this matter forever, Ying Junchu will know sooner or later.

So Ling Yiche told Ying Junchu the whole story.

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"That's probably what happened."

Ling Yiche's blood is not ordinary, it is very special and can cure hundreds of poisons.

This was something he discovered by accident when he was a teenager.

But although his blood can detoxify, it has serious side effects.

The side effect is that after drinking his blood once, you have to drink it countless times.

Like a drug.

There are only zero and countless times.

The time difference between the second time and the first time was two months.

From now on it may be a month, half a month, a week...

The time interval will continue to shorten.

Until every day.

It was capped at that time.

Every day is the most frequent.

"I……"

Ling Yiche looked at her cautiously and observed her expression.

He quickly lowered his head.

Ying Jun was expressionless at first, with no emotion on his face.

Chuchu should be very angry now, right?

He had both hands behind his back.

Hold your left hand tightly with your right hand.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the palms of my hands.

Very nervous.

"You..." Ying Junchu broke the silence, but suddenly paused.

"Will you die?"

Her voice was colder than before, and the air pressure in the entire room continued to drop.

Like falling into an ice cellar, the cold air swept in from all directions.

"Ah?" Ling Yiche raised his head and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

I didn't expect her to ask this.

"If this continues, will you die?"

Ying Junchu looked into his eyes and asked word by word.

She repeated the sentence again.

"Probably not."

Ling Yiche's eyes were filled with smiles, and he looked calm and calm, signaling Ying Junchu to feel at ease.

"Should?" Ying Junchu asked.

There are many risky things, and she can accept many risky things.

But she couldn't accept the risk.

Subconsciously, Ying Junchu didn't want Ling Yiche to get hurt at all.

On the surface, she attributed it to her responsibility as a guardian.

It should.