"Is there still poison left on your face?" he asked shamelessly.
Ling Luo took out a brocade handkerchief, wiped the poisonous blood from the corners of his lips, then rinsed his mouth and said, "It's almost done."
"What do you mean it's almost done?" Xuanyuan Ze screamed strangely, pointing at his monster-like handsome face, and said angrily, "If the residual poison is not cleaned up and leaves any sequelae and hurts my face, will you compensate me?
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Ling Luo wiped the last trace of purple-black blood from the corners of her lips, her long eyelashes fluttered, and said: "Don't worry, I can still heal such an injury."
"Don't worry? How can you make me feel relieved?" Xuanyuan Ze seemed to be in a fight with her, and said reluctantly, "No, hurry up and take two more puffs."
"Er..." Ling Luo looked confused, "There isn't much blood on a person's face, so just one sip of the poisonous blood is enough..."
"Absolutely not!" Xuanyuan Ze interrupted Ling Luo without hesitation, a hint of mischief flashed in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, "Stop delaying, come quickly. I have wronged myself, allowing you to have such a humble status.
I touched a woman, why are you still putting on airs there?"
"..." Inexplicably, Ling Luo suddenly felt the urge to throw this man out.
Hypocritical, stubborn, arrogant, arrogant.
They obviously have the same skin, the same bones and blood, but compared with her Yu, why is there such a big difference?
"Did you spit the poisonous blood on the ground just now?" Xuanyuan Ze's eyes turned, a flash of light passed through, and he said, "Aren't you going to prepare an antidote for me? What can you do without a venom sample? Take another sip.
By benefiting others and benefiting ourselves, we can kill two birds with one stone."
Ling Luo thought for a while and realized that she had been negligent just now.
"……All right."
She moved to Xuanyuan Ze's side, then held the injured half of his face, carefully avoiding the corners of his lips, and gently gave a small mouthful to the pure white teeth marks.
Xuanyuan Ze's eyes were dull, his ears felt hot with a bang, his heartbeat was like a thunder drum, faster than the first time, and his palms were covered with a layer of wet sweat.
Okay, he admits it.
He did it on purpose just now, talking nonsense and cheating, just to get her to "kiss" him again.
That feeling is weird and fascinating.
Anyway, cheating and deception has always been his strength. From a very young age, his skin has been as thick as a city wall.
Everyone in the Jialan Empire Palace knows that my brother is thick-skinned, but little does anyone know that my brother's face is thin compared to him.
The warm and soft touch disappeared again, and the time it stayed on his cheek was even shorter than the last time.
Xuanyuan Ze curled his lips, feeling a little unhappy.
Ling Luo turned her head, took out a celadon bottle, spit out the poisonous blood in her mouth, then covered it with a lid and put it away.
Xuanyuan Ze poked his head, looked at her beautiful side face, and saw her red lips stained with his own blood, and his heartbeat became irregular again.
Ling Luo noticed something, turned around, frowned slightly, and said, "What are you looking at?"
Xuanyuan Ze snorted coldly and said: "Your mouth looks really ugly with blood on it. It's purple-black blood, like a monster."
The corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitched, her face darkened, and she said, "You still look at it if it's too ugly?"
"It's just because you're so ugly that it's eye-catching!" Xuanyuan Ze's mouth was mean and vicious, "How can such an ugly woman like you be worthy of my brother?"