As soon as he arrived in front of Wu Zhou, Wu Zhou suddenly took two steps back, avoiding her body that was running towards her.
"You hugged him before, and now you want to hug me again?" Wu Zhou's voice seemed to come from the frozen land, so cold that there was no warmth at all.
With a flick of his feet, Qianye was in front of Wu Zhou again, crashing into his arms and hugging his waist tightly.
She even heard the rattling sound from the bones in his back, but she didn't let go, didn't want to let go, couldn't let go.
"No day...ah!!!"
Wu Zhou clasped her wrist with his backhand, his fingertips digging into the wound on her wrist, forcefully breaking her hand, forcing her to let go of his waist, and bringing it to the two of them.
Qianye endured the severe pain, large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and blood flowed from the wound on her wrist, staining her arms and Wuji's hands red.
But her other hand was holding Wu Zhou's waist tightly, still not wanting to let go.
She knew that Wu Zhou was extremely hateful, otherwise...he wouldn't be willing to treat her like this.
Wuji's gray eyes were looking right into hers. If they looked like they were frozen, under the thick layer of ice, there were leaping flames of thousands of feet, enough to destroy the heaven and the earth.
He was never willing to hide his emotions, his anger, sadness, disappointment... were all seen in his eyes.
Wu Zhou slowly turned his head, looking at the blood covering half of her arm, and slowly moved his lips towards her.
"No, the blood of the Heavenly Master is poison to you. If you drink it... you will feel uncomfortable."
"Do you still care if I feel uncomfortable?" Wu Zhou's voice was very soft, but it was still so cold that she couldn't help but shiver. He stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on her arm, like a vampire who was obsessed with the taste of blood.
But to him, it smelled like poison.
She had never seen Wu Zhou like this before, which was probably why she didn't dare to make him sad. The consequences that she seemed to be able to predict, Wu Zhou's anger and sadness, were something she didn't want to face anyway.
He was not as sad or fragile as Chu Luoyan, which would make her feel guilty and afraid to be a little tough, but she was more afraid of the madness in his bones, that kind of madness... was too unpredictable.
"Wu Zhou, I care about you, I'm sorry, I just...ah!!!"
Qianye almost couldn't take a breath. He clenched his teeth hard and his eyes went black.
Wu Zhou was biting the wound on her wrist, tearing the flesh with his teeth, scraping the wound again and again as if to vent his anger, sucking her blood forcefully. He was deliberately torturing her and causing her pain, but the blood he swallowed one by one...
Qianye's legs and feet were so weak from the pain that she hugged Wu Zhou tightly with only one arm and buried her head in his chest. Although Wu Zhou deliberately hurt her, leaning against his chest, her restless heart slowly calmed down.
It seemed that at this moment when she needed him the most, as long as he didn't push her away, he could do anything to her.
This was such a terrifying thought. She had no time to think about it. Her thoughts seemed to slowly flow away with her blood, leaving her with a pure heart.
"Wu Zhou, I miss you so much..." Qianye still hugged Wu Zhou's waist tightly. In a daze, his eyes were a little sore, "I don't regret... I don't let go. If you don't believe me, I don't blame you...
"
When Wu Zhou's teeth were deeply embedded in her wrist, Qianye suddenly stood up on tiptoes and gently kissed Wu Zhou's cheek, "I'm sorry."
Such Wu Zhou was so heartbreaking, and she understood that it was her who drove Wu Zhou crazy.