Let's fall in love with a cat demon

Chapter 3 You Stupid Master

Like a wounded beast, the man panted and sat down on the sofa, put his wrist on the armrest, and let the blood continue to flow wildly.

He seemed to have really decided to lose his life just like that.

"Master, master!" The young man who dared to rush out when he heard the silence outside was really shocked when he saw the man's appearance. He quickly changed into a human form, pulled a piece of bed sheet over, and entangled the man's body indiscriminately. On the wrist to help him stop the bleeding.

The man glanced at the young man and smiled nonchalantly, "Come on, call me to listen."

The boy raised his head, glanced at the man with almost supercilious eyes, then lowered his head and continued to concentrate on bandaging.

"Did I say that sometimes you look at me like him."

The boy continued his cat-like healing technique.

"Unfortunately, he died."

"Meow!" The young man was upset, he grabbed the man's paw, turned into a cat and ran back to the bedroom.

The man looked at his arm that was scratched with three bloodstains, and there were blood stains oozing through the bed sheet. It could be said that the injury was added to the injury, which was terrible.

In less than a minute, the unsteady boy moved out in small steps, moved to the man, and then helped him bandage the wound.

"It should hurt you to death, you stupid master..." The young man muttered in a low voice, occasionally raising his eyes to peek at the man.

The man suddenly raised his hand, took the boy into his arms, lowered his head and kissed him deeply.

The boy opened his eyes wide in surprise, unable to react for a while, while the man closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying the soft touch of the boy's lips, and seemed to be remembering something.

From the corner of his eyes, something moist seeped out little by little, and finally, it condensed into teardrops and dripped onto the boy's cheeks.

After a while, the man let go of the boy, seeing that he was still petrified, he couldn't help but smiled and touched his ear.

"Meow!" The boy suddenly changed into a cat shape and rushed into the bedroom as if a spell had been lifted.

The man's expression softened a bit, and he looked down at his wrist. The cut was too deep, and a simple bandage didn't work. After thinking about it, he got up, took his wallet, and went out to the hospital.

As a result, when he arrived at the hospital, the little nurse in charge of him found to his horror that the man's blood could not be stopped at all, and the strange thing was that he couldn't get any blood from the transfusion. shock.

The little nurse was trembling and wanted to call someone over again, but the man stopped him with a wave of his hand, the gauze was unwrapped, the blood stopped, she stood up and was about to leave.

"Sir! You will die like this!" The little nurse was too weak to hold the man, and shouted anxiously behind her: "You can't go, sir! You need to stop the bleeding and have a blood transfusion!"

The man acted as if he didn't hear it, the wound on his wrist dripped blood down his fingertips, and he walked like this, dripping blood all the way, like Shura in black, no one dared to step forward to stop him.

After arriving home, the man was close to collapse, and he collapsed on the sofa without the strength to move anymore.

Forget it, let's go like this, it can be regarded as... I can go to accompany him.

Hearing the sound, the young man slipped out of the bedroom on kitten steps. When he saw the man's face as white as a piece of paper, he rushed up to him and meowed twice. Realizing that he was still in the form of a cat, he quickly changed into a human form again. , but didn't realize it was still on the man, and fell into the man's arms with a plop.

The man smiled, touched the boy's head with his uninjured hand, and said weakly: "I didn't expect you to be with me before I died, so I am not wronged."

"Didn't you go to the hospital? How could it be like this?" The young man was so anxious that tears came out, he lowered his head subconsciously, stretched out the tip of his pink tongue and began to lick the wound on the man's wrist, and the smell of blood immediately permeated mouth, but he didn't care about it at all, and still obediently and carefully licked off the blood stains on the man's body.

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