The merman brother bit me again

Chapter 43 The teeth are itchy again.

Fusu's beautiful face was blurred in front of her eyes, turning into a heavy overlapping image.

Lin Weixu curled up his fingers, clutching the blood-stained rattan whip with all his might, his lips, which he had pressed so hard, were thinly white and parted slightly, the icy tone seemed to be cracked The ice crevasse opened, and his voice became low and hoarse: "Fusu, come here."

The spread of the poisonous arrows left Lin Weixu with no time to worry about why Fusu appeared here, nor the corpse under the tree.

The change in her voice was particularly obvious, causing Fusu to stand up suddenly.

Fusu's nose twitched slightly, smelling the sweet smell of blood from Lin Weixu's body.

Such a deadly and seductive breath faintly made his teeth try to break through the flesh and blood between his lips, rushing up.

But Fusu restrained himself, he walked in front of Lin Weixu, raised his head slightly, his eyes occupied Lin Weixu sharply.

Gaze from her bloodstained knuckles grasping the reins to her ribcage that heaves erratically.

"Take off your clothes." Lin Weixu ordered half of his body on the horse's back in a hoarse voice.

Hearing this, Fusu's expression changed slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, but he still pursed his lips and said, "My lord is hurt..."

Lin Weixu's breath gradually became heavy, and there was no time to explain too much to the little shark who misunderstood, so he gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out cold words from the front of his lips: "I will let you take off your clothes for me. "

Fusu was startled for a while, finally nodded, and took off his outer shirt with a quick movement.

Staring at her pale and glamorous appearance, for a moment, without Lin Weixu's permission, he raised his legs and stepped on the metal pedals, and jumped to sit behind Lin Weixu.

Fusu saw the arrow wound on Lin Weixu's back at a glance.

Very neat and sharp wound shape.

The blood was still seeping down.

Each drop of blood formed a thin strip, dripping along Lin Weixu's beautiful backline.

Fusu's first reaction was not whether Lin Weixu was in pain or not, but...

Someone coveted his things.

Someone ruined his stuff.

The temperatureless dim light creeps over the eyes, and is about to burst out of the ground.

It wasn't until Lin Weixu moved sideways that Fusu forced himself to look away.

When he put his robe on Lin Weixu's body, he felt a strong sense of satisfaction surrounding Fusu's body.

Fusu held Lin Weixu's shoulder blades with one hand, and slowly leaned her towards his chest. With the other hand, he stretched out from her slender waist, and took the rein from her hand, with a deep and clean young voice. It sounded in Lin Weixu's ear: "My lord, are you going down the mountain?"

"It's not...to the villa." Lin Weixu couldn't find a good support point, and was suffering in every possible way, so he had to ruthlessly grab his slender arm. His fingertips were fierce, almost like a lion's claws, trying to stab him. Wearing his clothes, piercing into his flesh and blood.

And from the beginning to the end Fusu didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, allowing her to pinch him.

According to Lin Weixu's instructions, Fusu stopped at the backyard of Shuishang Villa. When he got off his horse, Fusu lowered his head and saw that Lin Weixu's face was pale, and he was leaning against his shoulder and neck with his head lowered, and he was breathing heavily. slow.

Fusu's eyes were glued to her pale lips, and he stared at her for a long while, before calling softly, "My lord, we're here."

Lin Weixu's senses became weak, she half closed her eyelids, even hearing Fusu's voice was unreal, pleasant but empty.

Only Fusu's cold body temperature, which is different from ordinary people, clings to her, allowing her to regain a little consciousness.

Lin Weixu propped himself up without any strength, and his words were gradually lowered into a low voice, "Help me down."

Fusu stared at her slowly rising and falling neckline, and silently rubbed her teeth.

Teeth itched again.

Fusu said "Yes", and helped Lin Weixu off the horse.

Lin Weixu could bear it very much, after entering the villa, he asked the people in the villa for the key to the room, Fusu took the key, and helped Lin Weixu all the way back to the room.

Fusu helped Lin Weixu into the bed in the inner room, then folded out, fastened the latch on the door, closed the door, and then went back and forth.

Lin Weixu lay down on the side of the couch, wearing his robe, and because his back was up, the original white robe was stained with blood.

Her slender body was slightly bent, and half of her legs were hanging from the edge of the bed.

The hem of the clothes hangs to one side, revealing a snow-white and slender ankle.

The prominent ankle bones are beautiful.

"Call Xu Bai over..."

This was the last sentence Lin Weixu confessed to Fusu before closing his eyes.

Fusu squatted beside the bed in an elegant posture, her long legs slightly bent, while she casually answered "yes", but held her ankles with her hands.

Fusu lowered her head slightly, her thumbs were against her well-curved ankle bone, her palms crossed her ankles, and she held them in a fully occupied position. She gently took off her black boots, shoes and socks .

Then, put her Bai Shengsheng's feet back on the bed.

Fusu raised his eyes and face slightly, and slowly looked at the person lying on the bed.

If we say that in the past, Lin Weixu was like a lazy and gorgeous lion, with a strong aggressiveness...

Then, at this moment, Lin Weixu, who buried his face sideways under the sleeping pillow, curled up his fingers, and exposed all his weaknesses to others, was like a wounded lion cub, who was afraid of being discovered by others. Will urgently need to return to the safe shell zone to heal the wound.

Fusu squatted by the side of the bed, without blinking, looking at Lin Weixu, whose expression became more and more painful in the poisoned hair.

Seeing her being devastated by toxicity little by little.

Fusu didn't think about whether Lin Weixu was in pain or uncomfortable, but was very focused on thinking about whether his things would be broken.

Thinking about it, his light blue eyes were slightly dangerous.

Fusu got up with a cold face, and sat down beside her.

Looking at Lin Weixu's blood-stained back with no emotion on his face, when he stretched out his hand to push away the robe she was wearing, he lost his attention and said, pulling the muscles near the wound, Lin Weixu breathed and trembled for a moment, He bit his lips harder again.

Seeing this, Fusu paused for a moment, relaxed his movements, and tore off his outer robe.

The slender fingers picked her skirt lightly, intending to continue to pull it down.

All of a sudden, Lin Weixu's sweaty hands pinched his icy cold fingers fiercely, very hard.

"What are you doing……"

In a state of extremely shallow consciousness, Lin Weixu suppressed his hoarse voice and spoke coldly.

Fusu slightly raised his nose, sniffed the pleasant smell of blood on her body, and replied softly and obediently: "Help your lord deal with the wound."

Lin Weixu was still pinching the back of his hand, her fingertips were ruthless, and she easily drew a few finger marks on the back of Fusu's fair hand.

Fusu waited for a while, and seeing that she was silent, he let her continue pinching her connivingly.

He stretched out his other hand, with slightly curved fingers, the back of the fingers pressed against her neck, and the pulp of the fingers held a part of her collar, and lifted it down.
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