blood fox

Chapter 63
Ling Yuan keeps reminding me that I am not that Yun Miao.

But from time to time, he confuses himself.

I looked at the black umbrella, then looked at Xuanxin who had already spread the pillow and quilt, put away the snacks, and let Jingyuan leave quickly.

I probably understand that Ling Yuan told me not to think that I was Yun Miao, but he was actually reminding himself.

Qin Yangyu also understood what was going on, glanced at me with a bitter expression on his face, and finally said in a deep voice: "Go to bed early."

Xuan Xin immediately tied the snack bag tightly, and handed me the dried jasmine: "Put it in your arms, if you want to hug me to sleep, you can't hug me too tightly, I don't like to strangle my neck, don't kiss me, don't mess around Touch me, can't..."

He rolled his eyes, still thinking hard, to make a condition.

I glanced at him: "Ling Yuanjun's nail..."

"This is for me to save people, it's useless in your hands." Xuan Xin immediately covered her sleeve pockets tightly and tied up her sleeves, then climbed onto the bed and lay down on the inside.

He laid his hands and feet obediently, and raised his head halfway, as if waiting for me to hug him.

This bed is probably less than one meter long, so I sleep alone. With Xuan Xin lying down like this, I don't even have a place to rest my injured leg.

He is quite good at choosing a place, sleeping on his side.

This will take effect, and I am very dizzy.

Since they all think that Xuan Xin sleeps with me and is good to me, I can only sleep next to the edge of the bed.

Afraid of falling down, I deliberately pulled the only stool away from the bed, and when I wanted to turn off the small charging lamp, Xuanxin had already fallen asleep.

I was lying on the edge of the bed, listening to Xuan Xin's steady breathing, I turned my hand to touch the pocket where his nails were placed, but he was still holding it tightly.

Is that all that important?

That's still tomorrow, ask Qin Yangyu.

What kind of nightmare is it that makes Ling Yuan and Xuan Ming pay so much attention to it, but I don't feel anything.

With my eyes open, looking at the top of the bed, I tried to stay awake.

But his eyes were wide open, and for some reason, it seemed that the scene in front of him had changed.

That seductive face seemed to be right in front of my eyes, lying on my body, smiling happily, lowering her head towards me, her thin lips slightly pursed.

His eyes were full of passion, but because of his restraint, his voice was no longer the resentful voice I heard, with a hint of longing, he whispered: "Yun Miao, can I kiss you? "

He spoke very seriously, and the cool breath seemed to spray on my face, and my eyes were full of the glistening water on his thin lips.

There seems to be a stream of warmth gushing out from the bottom of my heart, even with a slight expectation, but then I am overwhelmed by sourness and helplessness...

His eyes were fixed on that face, the tip of his nose, and his thin lips, which he couldn't move away.

Just looking at a little bit closer, seeing that lip is falling.

I only felt a pain in my chest, and my hair seemed to be grabbed by something, and I woke up instantly.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized that I didn't know when I fell asleep.

Xuan Xin turned over, gave me a kick, stretched out her hand, and grabbed my hair tightly.

He grabbed it tightly and turned it along the palm of his hand.

The emotion in my heart has not subsided.

There is an indescribable irritability and sourness in my heart, as well as a sense of loss...

He stretched out his hand and wanted to tear away Xuan Xin's hand that was holding onto his hair, but he held it so tightly that he couldn't move it at all.

Push him, he's a sleepy one too.

This is probably his way of preventing me from being nightmared.

I lay resignedly on the edge of the bed, looked up at the ceiling, and wondered what that thing was.

But I saw a thread of blood flashing in front of my eyes, it seemed to be gushing out from my fingertips, it was the thread of blood that Ling Yuan put into my fingertips.

I hurriedly looked towards the corner of the room along the thread of blood, and when I turned my head, I met Ling Yuan's bright eyes.

The thread of blood, gushing out from my fingertips, happened to wrap around his fingertips.

He flicked his five fingers lightly, as if he was lightly touching the thread of blood, rolling it lightly from time to time.

The originally clear eyes were slowly getting a bit of mist.

With the emotion in his eyes surging, I seemed to feel the sourness and helplessness in the dream again...

With the surge of emotion, Ling Yuan seemed to slowly close his eyes, but a bit of bitterness began to flow on his face.

Originally, when it was introduced into the body, there was no trace of blood, but it would wrap around my fingertips tightly, making my finger bones ache.

"It turns out that I was really moved..." Ling Yuan flicked the thread of blood, and slowly opened his eyes.

The bitter look on his face became cloudy little by little, and the blood thread seemed to be getting tighter and tighter, and I felt like my fingers were about to be strangled.

Ling Yuan didn't seem to be feeling well either, his fingertips, which were as white as jade, were also entangled in circles by blood threads, his whole finger seemed to be entangled, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching in pain.

My fingertips also seemed to be in severe pain, but I didn't know why, and there was a bitterness in my heart, and even my heart seemed to be throbbing with pain, and an emotion of incomparable regret surged up.

I feel more regretful than when I saw the red scarf stained with blood for the first time, than when I knew the four buildings and I recited the four buildings.

My heart hurts badly, as if the thread of blood on my finger is not on my hand, but on my heart.

But this emotion came out of nowhere, and it was not my own emotion at all.

Just when I was puzzled, Ling Yuan raised his hand and touched his heart, then looked at the thread of blood connected with me, and gave a wry smile with great remorse: "I really shouldn't..."

I looked at his tightly clutched heart, the pained look on his face, and in a blink of an eye, the bloody thread wrapped around his fingers, ten fingers connected to the heart...

Thinking of something suddenly, staring at Ling Yuan.

A wave of anger and helplessness surged up in my heart, which was already full of emotions.

I hooked my fingers vigorously, and seeing that hair-thin bloody thread remained motionless, I reached out and grabbed the bloody thread.

Staring at Ling Yuan: "Jun Ling Yuan's blood, besides being able to kill the enemy, can also perceive people's emotions?"

Blood, love...

Why do I only remember him being so emotional and bloody!

Forgot, there is a reason for the name of Qingsi.

But no matter how much I pulled, Ling Yuan's face was full of pain, the bloody thread that was tightly strangling the fingertips of the two of them became tighter and tighter, and I felt that my fingers were about to be strangled.

Ling Yuan didn't seem to hear my words, and walked up to me step by step, staring at me with a gloomy face.

As if wanting to be bloodthirsty, Shen shouted: "He is right, you hate me for letting you marry him, don't you? So you are attracted to him, aren't you?"

"You want him to kiss you very much, you want him to be close to you, don't you?" Ling Yuan pressed every step of the way, his face seemed to become vicious.

His head drooped, as if he wanted to bite me.

But my eyes lingered on my lips, I gritted my teeth, and kept whispering: "How can you be so close to him, how can you let him treat you like that..."

Ling Yuan's appearance was too terrifying. I didn't know what to do for a while, so I turned around and felt for something.

After touching it twice, I felt Xuan Xin's hand tightly holding my hair, and along his wrist, I felt something as cold as iron in his sleeve pocket.

I was stunned immediately, and quickly took it out, held it tightly in my hand, and picked it at the tightened blood thread.

(End of this chapter)