"Xiao Cheng!" He Bing quickly ran forward. She squatted next to Ye Ming. Ye Ming's black shirt and black trousers were torn into several pieces, and there were many scratches and bite marks on the strong muscles inside.
He Bing reached out her hand and wanted to caress his wound, but she stopped again. She did not dare to touch him for fear of touching his wound and causing him pain.
"Xiao Cheng, you are injured." He Bing's voice began to tremble.
Ye Ming frowned. The man's bulging Adam's apple rolled up and down violently. All his clothes were soaked, and his physical strength was severely exhausted.
He stretched out his big palm to cover his abdomen, and a large amount of blood flowed out from his fingertips.
Because he was squatting, the injuries on his abdomen could not be seen.
But his most serious injury was in his abdomen.
"It's okay..." He spit out two hoarse words from his dry thin lips.
"Xiao Cheng, let me see the injury on your abdomen?" He Bing stretched out his little hand and opened the shirt on Ye Ming's abdomen.
There was a large stain of blood there, and there was a wolf's fang stuck in his abdomen.
The fangs penetrated deeply into his muscles, making people's scalp numb from the sight.
This fang was broken off by him from the wolf's mouth.
He Bing's distressed fingertips curled up, and her fair eyes slowly turned red. She said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Cheng, I have to help you pull out this fang now, but there is no anesthetic here, so you have to endure it."
It hurts a little."
Ye Ming's entire handsome face began to turn pale, and his blood-red eyes became blurred due to the huge pain.
"Pull it out." He said hoarsely.
He Bing took a deep breath, then held the fangs and began to pull them out...
Big beads of cold sweat dripped down Ye Ming's forehead, and even his tall body swayed.
It's dangerous to go on like this.
He Bing suddenly said, "Have you ever kissed that Li Qi?"
What?
Ye Ming froze.
He Bing stretched out her small hands to hold his handsome face covered with blood and sweat, and then kissed his dry thin lips hard.
The man was breathing heavily, and his heavy breath was sprayed on her skin. His thin lips were already peeling. It hurt after kissing her, and the touch was not good, but He Bing's heart shuddered.
ripple.
Why did he come?
Originally, she had planned to give up on him, but when he came and risked his life for her like this, she really couldn't let him go.
He Bing opened his mouth and bit the corner of his lip hard.
Ye Ming groaned, feeling pain. He dropped the knife in his hand, and his rough palm came to the back of He Bing's head to hold it down. He turned his back and kissed her deeply.
He had wanted to kiss her for a long time.
He Bing did not dare to show weakness and responded to him passionately, hooking the tip of his tongue.
Ye Ming cursed loudly in his heart, "Fuck, his soul was almost sucked out by her."
At this time, He Bing's little hand quietly came to the fang and pulled it out hard.
With a "pop" sound, the fangs were pulled out. He Bing quickly ended the kiss and pressed Ye Ming's bleeding wound.
The huge pain made Ye Ming groan lowly, and he knelt down on the other leg. He was kneeling on the ground.
The next second, Ye Ming fell into He Bing's arms.
He fell down.
At this moment, He Bing's heart seemed to have stopped beating. She was filled with shock, fear, sudden pain and anxiety. She had never seen him fall down in such a long time.