Using the dagger that had been sterilized on the fire to skillfully pick out the bullets, sprinkled the full version of the holy spirit wound medicine produced by the system on the wound, seeing the bullet holes on the man's body wriggling and repairing quickly, Su Yuyu raised his eyebrows slightly , the holy medicine for bringing the dead back to life, really deserves this name.Wrapping the wound with a paralyzing bandage to cover up the weird recovery speed, looking at the sleeping man with the bandage on his upper body, he let out a sigh of relief.

Although it was the first time to deal with the gunshot wound, and the wound was still located in a very dangerous lung, a little carelessness would end the man's life.But Su Yuyu's movements didn't show a trace of hesitation. He didn't blink when he picked up the bullet. The sharp dagger glowed coldly under the firelight. Once he stabbed, dug, and picked, a bullet flew out. Hurry up! The ruthless movements almost made people think that he was killing people instead of saving them.

Only he himself knew how many seconds his broken heart was fast.

The sound of "crackling" firewood crackling echoed in the empty and lonely underground cave. A pair of eyes that were the same color as the night sky flickered with the fire, and unconsciously rubbed his arm. However, it is salty.

At that moment, the empty, leaky heart seemed to be filled with that salty liquid, and there was a warm feeling.If Su Guang has not turned off the phone at this time, it will definitely tell its host that this feeling is called warm heart, and it has another name, called moving.

The sleepy man on the haystack suddenly let out a muffled sound of discomfort, and Su Yuyu appeared next to the man in an instant, seeing the man's subconsciously frowning brows and abnormal flushing on his face, and gently resting his slender and powerful hands on the man's forehead , The high temperature made him frown slightly, "I have a fever, so the so-called holy medicine for healing only treats trauma?" The voice shrouded in the mask was dull and depressing, but it was full of concern that should not be noticed.

It's a pity that Su Guang is not around at this time, otherwise it will definitely tell Su Yuyu that this medicine is originally used to detoxify through fever, and you, the host, are venting your anger!

The neatly trimmed and rounded nails slid gently between the man's frowning eyebrows, smoothed the wrinkles there, and slid down the tall bridge of the nose in a wicked way, and the highly ornamental fingers rested on the man's thin and chapped lips, The bright red lips and the jade-like fingertips set off against each other, the blend of white and red, the collision of cold and hot, and the charming and ambiguous atmosphere spread in the air.

People say that people with thin lips are cold, but that's just full of jealousy because they're just cold to the world.Licking her fingers, she daubed provocatively on the man's chapped lips.Their enthusiasm has never been dedicated to those they love.

Sliding up and down along the man's jawline, gently scratching on the man's Adam's apple, hearing the man's muffled sound of discomfort, those pair of peach blossom eyes that had always been clear and cold suddenly became seductive and seductive. Dangerous attraction, but it's a pity that there is no one else in this empty cave, only one is still comatose due to high fever, so he can only let the goblin tease him.

Su Yuyu didn't know that all the skill books he loaded would evolve as he grew up, and the skill book "Receptivity Dafa" he loaded in the last world had a side effect that was not a side effect, that is, every time he When Su Yuyu arouses his cock, his charm value will be increased to the maximum, and at the same time, the hidden attribute-charm will be increased, so he becomes a cold and handsome god under the bed, and a slutty little fairy on the bed.

The author has something to say:

Recently I learned two lessons:

①Never write in bed, because you will fall asleep while writing, your earphones will be wrapped around your neck, and you will catch a cold because you didn’t cover your quilt properly. (?д?;)

②It’s a shame not to have a manuscript box, o(╥﹏╥)o All authors who don’t have a manuscript box are little angels with broken wings. ?·°(???﹏???)°·?So today I decided to spend the whole day filling up my draft box.

Rolling and asking for a message, asking for collection, tearful eyes.

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