Chapter 1183 The Idiot of the Demon Cult Leader 9
Yun Wuyin was startled for a moment.
This name suits her quite well.
She looks silly, but her body and voice are very delicate.
But this is not the answer he wants.
"I asked for your name."
Yun Wuyin wanted to confirm whether she was a descendant of Lingquan Valley.
The little idiot looked at him again and whispered: "Gu Ruojiao."
"Where is your family name?"
The little idiot looked confused.
Only then did Yun Wuyin think of her mental retardation, so he had no choice but to give up.
Wen Sheng: "Be good, come over here."
He tried to make his voice not sound so fierce, so as not to scare her and make her cry again.
However, even if he had done this, the little fool not only refused to come over, but also moved to the corner.
Apparently she had answered his questions obediently just now!
Yun Wuyin's face was so dark that people shrank in fear and hid their faces in their arms.
Yun Wuyin: "..."
It was probably because his mind was wandering too much, and Hong Teng's attack became more severe.
In just a few seconds, the blood vines had already crawled onto his face.
Yun Wuyin grasped the position of his heart in pain,
Although he tried his best to suppress it, he couldn't help but let out a few muffled groans, and the little fool raised his head.
Seeing that he looked in pain, with no trace of nervousness and concern on his face, he forgot to be afraid of him and crawled to his side.
"Does it hurt?" She tilted her head, "Do you want to huff?"
Yun Wuyin endured the pain of reverse blood flow and pulled her to his side.
"Drink your blood for me."
The little idiot shook his head in fear of pain: "No, it hurts."
"I promise... I won't bite you this time."
The little idiot looked hesitant.
Yun Wuyin began to coax: "Jiaojiao is worried about me, right? You don't want to see me in pain, right?"
The little fool was very afraid of pain, so she nodded.
"So as long as I drink your blood, I won't feel any pain."
The little idiot looked relaxed, and it was obvious that he had been convinced.
Plus, this time he didn't pounce as ferociously as before.
"Don't hurt." She emphasized again.
She still felt sorry for him and reached out to help him wipe away the sweat that fell on his cheeks.
Yun Wuyin endured the pain and coaxed: "It won't hurt, just give me your finger."
This time, the little idiot only hesitated briefly before giving him his finger.
Yun Wuyin quickly cut her finger and put it into her mouth before she felt the pain.
His tongue wrapped around the bleeding wound, and the warm and smooth touch wrapped the slender fingers.
The little fool trembled, his eyes showing a hint of fright and a trace of incomprehensible emotion.
The fingertips are the most sensitive part of the human body, and if you are injured, the touch there will be magnified several times more than usual.
She could feel how the warmth wrapped around her fingers, squirming in an attempt to absorb the tiny amount of blood.
Two small red clouds appeared on the cheeks of the little fool, and his eyes were filled with thin water vapor as he looked at Yun Wuyin.
When Yun Wuyin had finished drinking and raised his eyes, he saw a pair of misty deer eyes and a rosy little face.
Those eyes that always looked ignorant and harmless were now tainted with a hint of coquettishness, making her even more charming for no reason.
Yun Wuyin's heart was slightly touched.
But the next second he saw her hiding from him and shrinking back into the corner.
Yun Wuyin: "..."
He took out the medicine bottle and threw it in front of her: "Apply it to the wound."
He stared at her, seeing that she was really taking the medicine obediently, and then he closed his eyes, crossed his legs and adjusted his breathing.
So I didn’t see the raised corners of the little girl’s mouth huddled in the corner.
This chapter has been completed!
