After having fun for a while, we finally got to the point.
A delicate knife slowly came close to Xia Nian'er's fair and delicate skin, and she felt the cold air exuding from the blade...
Trembling, Xia Nian'er's wrist caught by Nishang couldn't help but tremble.
"It's not okay yet..."
Trembling, Xia Nian'er pushed her head into Yan's arms.
The cold knife touched her skin, and she felt a chill that made her shiver.
"It's almost gone. It doesn't hurt at all. It'll be fine soon." Yan kept covering Xia Nian'er's eyes with his big hands, his purple eyes staring at Nishang's actions nervously.
Why is it that he is not scratching himself, but it hurts more than scratching himself?
Zi Yu grabbed her wrist with his big hand, and the warmth of his body spread to Xia Nian'er, making it warm and comfortable.
Nishang looked at the nervous trio and rolled her eyes.
"Isn't it just to take blood? I need to be so nervous. It feels like I have a terminal illness."
Even if Xia Nian'er was nervous, why were the two grown men so nervous too.
His Highness had just gracefully scratched her wrist with her fingers, causing blood to flow down her cheeks without even a frown, as if she felt no pain at all.
Why is it that now that it's not him, his brows are furrowed so high.
There was also Young Master Ziyu who looked the calmest, but in fact his big hand holding Xia Nianer's wrist was breaking out in a cold sweat.
She was really speechless. She took a deep breath and stabbed her instantly...
A shallow wound appeared, followed by thick blood dripping down.
In fact, it is just a small scratch, just cutting through the surface of the skin. And Xia Nian'er is a vampire, so the wound will be completely healed in less than a minute, and no trace will be visible.
Who would have known that Xia Nian'er cried loudly as soon as the cold knife was pressed hard, almost causing her to knock over the blood she had just collected in her hand.
Immediately, the scene was in chaos again.
"Does it hurt?" Yan asked nervously, gently blowing air into her wound.
Xia Nian'er shook her head with tears in her eyes.
"Then why are you crying?" He looked so worried.
"I...I just felt like she was slicing my wrist with a knife..."
Gua Gua Gua ----------
The crow has been flying by very tangledly, gently, without taking away a single cloud.
"She...slashed your wrist with a knife." Ziyu wrapped her wrist with gauze and told the truth very kindly, but she was a little confused.
"It's a knife!" Xia Nian'er suddenly opened her mouth and looked frightened.
"It's a knife..." Nishang answered her question very positively, and also shook the delicate knife in her hand, which was shining brightly.
Xia Nian'er couldn't help but wince when she saw the knife, "Hey knife... such a terrifying knife..."
It felt like I had seen a ghost.
Why aren't they afraid? This is a knife, icy, cool, and very sharp...