my villain is too cute

Chapter 717 The Master of No Thought (23)

At the beginning of this day, the room without light was dark.

Han Jin took out the jade beads, and the whole bedroom was lit up.

What caught my eyes was Nian Zhu with a pale face on the bed.

The young man bit his lower lip tightly, and traces of scarlet slid out from the corner of his lips. His cold eyes looked hazy at this moment, and the bottom of his eyes was covered with mist.

The sudden light made Nianzhu close his eyes, he knew who was coming.

Nianzhu leaned on the bed with his elbows, and stood up slightly.

After coming in from Han Jin, he never showed a trace of fragility.

"Get out." Nian Zhu looked at Han Jin, his face pale: "If you don't go out, I'll kill you."

Han Jin's eyes were cold, she sat on the edge of the bed and hugged him forcefully.

"What about the medicine?"

Needless to say, this must have been an illness.

Nianzhu didn't have any strength in his body, nor the ability to break free from Hanjin.

He nestled weakly in Han Jin's arms, without saying a word, but silently enduring the pain in his body.

There is no medicine at all.

Han Jin pursed his lips, and gave Nian Zhu another pulse.

The result this time was very bad, it was completely the pulse of a dying person.

Han Jin took out the porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured several bottles into Nian Zhu's mouth, and coaxed softly, "Hey, take the medicine."

Nianzhu was so painful that he was unconscious, he opened his mouth unconsciously, and took a few pills.

Han Jin kept his hand on his wrist.

After a while, the pulse condition eased a bit, but Nian Zhu was still so painful that he almost lost consciousness.

The breath on Han Jin's body was getting colder and colder, he wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, and held his hand with one hand.

"Baby, where's your medicine?"

Nianzhu leaned his head against Han Jin's shoulder, curled up in pain.

He couldn't hear anything clearly, only the cool fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, which made him feel relieved.

Nian Zhu moved his body, lying on Han Jin's body, buried his head on her neck, and licked her with the tip of his tongue.

Han Jin also realized something at this moment.

She slid down and lay down on the bed with Nianzhu, touching the young man's soft waist with her palm, comfortingly.

The next second, I felt a pain in my neck.

Nian Zhu bit Han Jin's neck, a fishy sweetness poured into his mouth.

Blood stained his lips red, and Nianzhu's face softened a little, not so pale anymore.

After a long time, Han Jin felt that the person on his body was breathing steadily, and the feeling of blood loss was gone.

She took Nianzhu's waist and turned over, letting him get off her body and lie down on the bed.

The boy closed his eyes tightly, his thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, and his lips were scarlet.

Although his brows and eyes were tired, he slept peacefully.

Han Jin sat up from the bed, her eyes were calm, she touched her neck.

Got out of bed, changed clothes for Nian Zhu before walking out of the bedroom.
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Ning Shan came out of the pharmacy with a solemn expression, and hurried to the bedroom.

When I came to the door, I happened to come out cold.

"Han Jin?" Although Ning Shan was anxious, she also noticed the injury on her neck.

Ning Shan stopped, and looked at the bedroom behind Han Jin: "Is the leader alright?"

She just remembered that today is the beginning of the month, and Youlian went to the extremely cold place to find medicinal materials again.

Han Jin: "It's okay."

"That's good." Ning Shan heaved a sigh of relief.

Since it was fine, she didn't need to go in, so she followed Han Jin back.

A few lanterns were hung in the corridor, and the dim light shone on the faces of the two.

Ning Shan moved her lips: "The leader's physical condition is very bad, but it's not a disease."

She glanced at Han Jin beside her.

Han Jin didn't respond, but he wanted her to continue talking.

(End of this chapter)