[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

When the rope was untied from Jiang Yuran's body, Shen Qian had already touched him all over.

His face was as red as an overripe apple, and he rubbed his numb legs and arms in frustration, trying to find some wet tissues to wipe himself clean.

If conditions permit, he would rather take a shower and change his clothes.

The system took the opportunity to jump out and confuse: [Host, you just need to pick up the dagger now, stab him quietly in the back, and then make a few more stabs, your mission is complete!We can go back to our respective homes and find our own mothers.Shower when you want to take a shower, change clothes when you want to change! 】

This condition sounds very attractive.

Jiang Yuran flicked his thick eyelashes, his eyes fell on the dagger beside the chair leg, he was about to bend down to pick it up, but Shen Qian suddenly moved closer!

A gust of wind engulfed his clear breath.

The outstretched arm just placed the person across the mirror wall, and with a slight bending motion, the lips on the bloody gauze facing Jiang Yuran almost collided!

"Why didn't you speak?"

Jiang Yuran smelled a strong smell of blood.

With no way to retreat, his back was firmly stuck to the mirror, his breathing line was tightened, "I..."

"Let me tell the truth!"

He really couldn't bear this kind of weird closeness, and cried and missed the bottom line: "Your brother gave me a dagger just now, but I don't know how to use it. It fell on the ground. I don't want to be sucked by you. I want to pick it up." Get up and kill you, then run away. But you..."

He wants to say you are terrible.

But if you say it like this, you will definitely be killed by him on the spot.

After choking for a moment, he immediately changed it to: "You are so pitiful."

"You are obviously blind and still bleeding, but you have to pretend to be indifferent. Your eyes must be hurting, right? Would you like me to brag to you..."

All the pretense was pierced by him.

Shen Qian was stunned.

Since he was a child, no one has ever asked him if he is in pain.

Not to mention the pain, blowing blowing.

As the most powerful alien, as a candidate for the new president, he must make a character that is almost super-mythical.

Even if you are bleeding and injured, you must hold on and not say a word of pain.

Even his mother can only say: What is this little injury?You will be the leader of the powerful heterogeneous species in the future, you must be invincible and stand upright!

He is not invincible, he is also a body of flesh and blood, he will be hungry, sleepy, tired, sick, and hurt when he bleeds.

In the end, he didn't speak any more, the shadow retreated from the range that enveloped Jiang Yuran, and he stretched his arms and groped towards the place where the wheelchair was placed.

Looking at his declining back, Jiang Yuran felt a faint soreness in his heart.

The young master, who has no deep experience in the world, knows that the world is sinister. He almost grew up in the regiment since he was a child, and he has never met a bad person, let alone this kind of alien species with a high risk factor.

He just saw that the toe of his shoe was about to be put on the pile of fallen ropes, and out of good intentions, he stepped forward and helped him up.

"You, be careful, you almost stepped on the rope."

Shen Qian felt the warmth wrapped around his arm, which was soft and comfortable, and the strength was also very gentle. He was slightly taken aback, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Scared."

Jiang Yuran bypassed the rope and helped him sit in the wheelchair.

Shen Qian had a slender and tall figure, and when he sat on it, he looked aggrieved, "Then why didn't you run away? You also had a chance to kill me just now."

"I'm afraid of staining my shoes even by stepping on an ant. If you ask me to kill someone, I can't do it."

Jiang Yuran picked up the dagger, shook it in front of Shen Qian, and made sure that he couldn't see it, so he carefully pinned the dagger to his waist, it must be useful to keep it.

"As for running away."

He looked around and found that the house didn't even have a window, and there must be someone holding hands when walking through the main door. Even if his brother released the water, it's impossible for a cannon fodder to escape, right?

And the background is the end of the world, he doesn't want to go to the zombie pile to find food, wouldn't it be nice to be a salted fish here?

"I think if I escape, I will definitely be killed by your brother. It may be safer to stay by your side."

The corners of Shen Qian's lips raised upwards uncontrollably, "It seems that you are not stupid. Why don't you stay and take care of me, and when my eyes are healed, how about I let you go?"

Jiang Yuran obviously didn't expect that he would put forward such a condition, "Then will you bite me?"

"Yes." Shen Qian replied as a matter of course.

"Is it okay not to bite?" Jiang Yuran was a little desperate.

Shen Qian crossed his pale fingers and held his chin, as if thinking carefully, for a long time: "I promise not to bite you to death."

Jiang Yuran quickly understood the purpose of the dagger, and pulled it out from his waist in frustration, "You don't need to bite, if you want to drink blood, I can cut your wrist and let the blood be drained for you to drink. Do you think this is possible? "