Chapter 142 The Little Poor Fleeing Famine in the End Times 24
Ye Nansheng's mutation came quickly.
I started to have a high fever the next morning and I felt groggy all over.
He knew that what he should do now was to leave immediately, otherwise after losing his mind, he would bite the delicate dodder flower without hesitation.
He barely supported his body and heard a delicate voice.
"Ye Nansheng, I heated the bread, you..."
She came out of the kitchen and saw Ye Nansheng staggering, and immediately put down what she was holding.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
As he spoke, he reached out to touch his forehead.
The fragrance of small delicate flowers penetrates into the nose, sweet but not greasy.
Ye Nansheng's throat rolled and he raised his head suddenly.
The ends of his eyes were tinged with red due to his extreme patience, and the whites of his eyes were all covered in red.
Gu Ruojiao was so frightened that her eyes widened, and the next second she was thrown to the ground by him.
"Don't want Ye Nansheng..."
She struggled to reach out and put her hand on his chest, but he held her tightly and pinned her beside her head.
Gu Ruojiao was in pain and instantly lost the strength to resist.
He moved closer to her neck and rubbed it randomly.
"Well..."
Gu Ruojiao trembled and struggled even harder.
But Ye Nansheng, who was controlled by the virus, seemed dissatisfied with her struggle. Instead, he fixed her two wrists on her head with one hand, and even suppressed her legs with his legs.
"Ye Nansheng, calm down, ah——"
A 'stab' sound.
Her clothes were torn directly.
Ye Nansheng, who began to mutate, was stronger than usual.
In two or three blows, her clothes were torn into pieces.
"Ye Nansheng!"
She screamed in terror, but failed to regain his sanity.
Just try to dodge.
But it's all in vain.
Ye Nansheng forced her to open up to him.
"Ye Nansheng, please don't..." She begged aggrievedly.
But Ye Nansheng didn't seem to hear it, and instinctively looked for something to quench his thirst.
Soon, as if he was attracted by something, he suddenly leaned over and bit Gu Ruojiao's fragile neck.
"Well..."
Gu Ruojiao raised her head in pain.
"Ye Nansheng..."
"I hurt..."
But how can a person who has lost his mind hear it?
Gu Ruojiao could clearly feel the blood on her body being slowly sucked away by him.
But it goes far beyond that.
He was like a wild beast that was insatiable and could not be satisfied with only blood.
"Give me……"
He changed his target and moved down inch by inch.
Gu Ruojiao was shaking violently.
"Ye, Ye Nansheng, please wake up..."
But Ye Nansheng didn't hear anything. After lingering for a while, he buried his head in his neck again.
When his lips covered the wound, Gu Ruojiao trembled heavily.
It felt like he let go of her shackles and wrapped his arms around her waist instead.
Because of the virus, his body temperature was so high that Gu Ruojiao had the illusion that she would be burned by him.
The hand behind his waist was very strong, as if he was trying to press her into his body.
Ye Nansheng buried himself on her neck and rolled in the blood drops that emerged due to the struggle.
Gu Ruojiao trembled slightly, not sure if it was because of fear or something else...
"Ye Nansheng, you cannot be controlled by the virus..."
She tried to regain his sense, but to no avail.
She was tightly restrained in his arms, with the cold floor behind her and his hot body temperature in front of her.
It's like being in the two heavens of ice and fire.
Gu Ruojiao pursed her lips and tried her best to endure it.
But the tears couldn't help but fall down in frustration.
She cried very quietly, her voice was small and forbearing, but it penetrated into Ye Nansheng's ears very clearly.
Ye Nansheng, who was originally in a state of madness, was stunned and stopped moving.
