Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

The stone steps of the bell tower were cold and covered with dust. His figure looked particularly thin in the dim light, as if it would be blown away by the biting cold wind blowing in from the window at any time.

The lines of his bloodstained profile were tense, and his long eyelashes drooped, concealing all emotions in his eyes, leaving only a paleness and fatigue that was almost broken.

6872: (Boss! He didn't catch up! He just stood there and watched you leave! Change of plan? He doesn't play by the rules!)

(He doesn’t dare to chase after me. He knows that one word from me can ruin him. He’s afraid.)

(So…what should we do now? Just leave like that? Wouldn’t this whole show be in vain?)

(White act? How could that be? He won’t come? He will come.)

(6872, give an urgent call to the lazy "little ancestor" in my body, and urge it to get up and dance.)

(6872: !!! Boss! Calm down! Dancing with this stuff is very costly! Even if you don't feel any pain, it will cause great harm to your body.)

(Hurry up, don't dawdle, your acting peak is very short.)

6872 gave the poisonous insect in Chu Ziyu's body an electric shock, blocking Chu Ziyu's sense of pain in time.

Chu Ziyu's consciousness clearly "saw" or "perceived" that the electric shock was like a thin needle, gently poking a sleeping, sticky and cold little thing.

The next second—

There was no tearing pain as expected.

Instead, there was an extremely strange feeling that could not be described by common sense.

(A bit. Like getting beaten while wearing a thick cotton jacket. You know you're getting beaten, but it doesn't hurt. It's even a little... interesting.)

Then, Chu Ziyu's clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat, and his breathing became uncontrollably rapid.

The figure shook violently without warning, as if hit hard by an invisible heavy blow, and stumbled forward suddenly!

He suddenly reached out to hold on to the wall, his knuckles turned white from the effort, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Lin Ci'an's pupils suddenly contracted and his breathing suddenly stopped.

"Zi Yu?!"

No longer caring about anything else, Lin Ci'an rushed down the stairs like an arrow and reached Chu Ziyu in a few steps.

Chu Ziyu was seen almost curled up, leaning against the cold wall, his body trembling uncontrollably, his breathing rapid and disordered.

That pale face was filled with pain and covered in cold sweat. He looked even more fragile than when he was held hostage just now, as if he would shatter in the next second.

"Has the love affair started?"

His voice was tense as he picked up the curled up and trembling person and carried him horizontally. His touch was cold and sweaty, which made his heart skip a beat.

"The century-old stone marrow has not been retrieved yet..."

He held Chu Ziyu in his arms and almost ran back to the bedroom, carefully placing him on the bed.

As soon as Chu Ziyu touched the bed, he curled up unconsciously, and a faint whimper escaped from his pale lips, which made Lin Ci'an feel heartbroken.

Without a moment's hesitation, Lin Ci'an put his fingers together like a knife and cut his wrist, and a bright red drop of blood instantly gushed out.

He put his wrist close to Chu Ziyu's lips, and said in a low and urgent voice: "Ziyu, be obedient and swallow it...it will feel better..."

6872: (Boss! Lin Ci'an has a mother Gu inside him. His blood can suppress the riot of the child Gu. Drink it quickly! Your body can't take it anymore.)

Chu Ziyu's consciousness was somewhat confused by the smell of blood and the strange desire in his body.

(……Shut up……)

Chu Ziyu seemed to be stimulated by the strong smell of blood, or perhaps the baby Gu in his body sensed the approach of the mother Gu's blood, and he opened his eyes in confusion.

She looked at the bleeding wrist so close to her with tearful eyes, but did not struggle. Instead, as if driven by instinct, she tilted her head slightly and swallowed obediently in small sips.

Warm blood slid down his throat, and a strange warmth spread out.

The restlessness running rampant in the body seemed to be gently soothed by an invisible hand, and the violent trembling gradually subsided, leaving only slight sobs.

However, the physiological attachment brought about by the poison was completely stimulated by the blood of the mother Gu.

Chu Ziyu suddenly stretched out his cold hand and tightly grasped Lin Ci'an's uninjured wrist with astonishing strength.

He raised his tear-stained face, and his watery eyes looked straight at Lin Ci'an, filled with strong and insoluble dependence, grievance and... accusation.

"Lin Ci'an..."

His voice was choked with sobs, and he was crying. His logic was confusing, but he expressed his emotions very directly. "You are bad... Why did you come just now... I am in pain... It hurts everywhere..."