The villain depends on me to continue his life

Painful, too painful.

He felt like he was going to be burned.

Cheng Zui opened his mouth and weakly called Qi Yi's name, but his voice was already hoarse, and all he could make was breath sounds.

The feeling of death is getting closer and closer, Cheng Zui's heart is full of unwillingness, he hasn't taken revenge, hasn't allowed Qi Chengjie to go to hell, hasn't teased Uncle Qi, he doesn't want to die!

The desire to survive is so strong, but the burning sensation has already begun to erode Cheng Zui's mind.

When his vision was blurred and his consciousness was confused, Cheng Zui felt a pair of big hands supporting him, followed by a patch of warmth on his lips, and the sweet blood poured into his mouth, his body reacted quickly before his brain, sucking it up The liquid that gives it strength.

Qi Yi was bitten by Cheng Zui on one wrist, and pulled Cheng Zui into his arms with the other hand, letting him lean against his chest to prevent Cheng Zui from choking on too much alcohol.

When he came out of the gym, what he saw was Cheng Zui lying on the ground. The scattered bathrobe on the latter's body could not cover his body, and his exposed skin was even more abnormally flushed. His whole body was like a scarf. Water dying fish.

What's moving is that in this state, Qi Yi saw Cheng Zui's mouth opening and closing, calling his name!

Qi Yi couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt as if his heart had been pricked by a needle, and when he realized it, he had already bitten his skin, brought the bleeding wrist to Cheng Zui's mouth, and hugged him in his arms. into his arms.

Cheng Zui didn't know how much Qi Yi's blood he drank. The fear of death made his desire for blood reach its peak. He didn't let go of Qi Yi's hand until the burning sensation in his body disappeared.

It takes a process for the body to warm up, Cheng Zui's whole body is limp and weak, he can only lie in Qi Yi's arms, a steady and strong heartbeat comes from the chest against his back, and Cheng Zui's fear dissipates a lot.

"Uncle..." Cheng Zui called out, the volume was as low as a mosquito humming.

"Well, I'm here." Seeing that he could speak, Qi Yi picked him up and sent him back to the room.

"No... don't want this bed..." Seeing Qi Yi, Cheng Zui put him back on the bed and struggled a bit.

He still hadn't forgotten that he had slept on this bed all night, smelling of alcohol, and now he wanted him to lie back, saying nothing.

Qi Yi looked down at the young master who was still pale in his arms, and stood still by the bed.

"Dirty..." Cheng Zui choked out a word pitifully. The blood matching rate of 90.00% made him feel close to Qi Yi, not to mention that he had just drank Qi Yi's blood, not only physically, but also Even his mind couldn't help being full of dependence on Qi Yi.

So this time acting like a baby was not Cheng Zui's pretentious gesture, but out of instinct.

Qi Yi didn't speak, but he didn't put Cheng Zui back, but hugged Cheng Zui to his bed.

Surrounded by the smell of Qi Yi's body, Cheng Zui felt much more at ease.

Seeing that his mood calmed down, Qi Yi stood up and was about to leave, but Cheng Zui reflexively grabbed the hem of the man's clothes, he wanted to say don't leave, but felt that he was being hypocritical.

Cheng Zui fell ill this time because of his own stupidity.

Although his life would not be in danger as long as he didn't stop bleeding for more than three times, it was still enough to walk through the gate of hell.

Cheng Zui was afraid of getting sick, and the feeling of putting people powerless to resist and waiting for death made him terrified from the bottom of his heart.

The first time Cheng Zui had an illness was when he was three and a half years old. He was so dehydrated from the fever that he was so wet that he seemed to be fished out of the water. That time he almost went to see the King of Hades. Although he survived, but because of his young age The resistance is poor, and it took a whole month to lie on the bed before recovering.

Afterwards, Cheng Zui didn't get sick again, but the burning sensation was seared into his memory.

It's funny to say that Cheng Zui grew up listening to the stories of heroes saving the world in Cheng Ma's mouth. He always believed in his heart that there would be a hero who would save him when he was killed.

He had a miserable death in his previous life, and the facts tell him that there are no heroes in this world, people can only rely on themselves.

In this life, he once again encountered a situation of isolation and helplessness, but a man named Qi Yi appeared to save him from the fire and water. He was very much like the hero in Cheng Ma's story, tall, handsome, with strong arms and a stalwart body. body.

The moment Cheng Zui saw the face of the person hugging him clearly, there was a voice in his heart telling him - it must be him, Cheng Zui must be him, he is your hero.

But when he thought of what Qi Yi said to him only about interests and not about feelings, Cheng Zui felt very uncomfortable. He had no position to ask Qi Yi to do this or that for him, and not talking about feelings was the condition they agreed before.

But Cheng Zui regretted it, he not only wanted to talk about interests with Qi Yi, but also wanted to talk about feelings.

He underestimated the power of a 90.00% nine-blood match rate, and also underestimated the charm of Qi Yi.

Fortunately, he, Cheng Zui, is not a person who will keep his promises honestly, nor is he timid, and he hasn't been unable to get what he wants.

He wants Qi Yi's people, and Qi Yi's heart.

The young man who had figured it out didn't let go of the hand holding the man's clothes. He opened his wet eyes and said with a trembling tone, "Don't go, uncle, I'm afraid."

Chapter 19 Today's task is to cook for you

Qi Yi still didn't leave in the end.

The young master's hand holding him was still shaking, he must have been frightened just now.