Roll up the villain's scum attack

Wei Antang became annoyed for a moment, and completely forgot about Bairi Xiaoping and Xiao Juan's advice, and wanted to push the person in his arms away, but Chen Xiuqi hugged him too tightly, and Wei Antang couldn't push him away at all.

He wanted to continue pushing, but he felt a chill in his chest inadvertently, and then he calmed down, remembering that Chen Xiuqi was still sick, so he withdrew his strength, and reached out suspiciously to touch the person in his arms.

After fumbling around for a long time, Wei Antang finally touched Chen Xiuqi's face, and Chen Xiuqi buried his face deeply in Wei Antang's chest, like a young wolf, his hands were wet, and Chen Xiuqi was crying.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying all of a sudden? You're going to strangle me. I haven't cried yet. Why did you complain to the villain first?"

Wei Antang held Chen Xiuqi's face in his hands jokingly. After getting used to the darkness, Wei Antang saw Chen Xiuqi's tightly closed eyes through the moonlight. , fell asleep again.

Wei Antang wiped his tears strangely, why was he still crying in his dream?Still crying so sadly, pitifully.

He sighed, stuffed the patient Chen Xiuqi into his arms, and gently stroked his back, like coaxing children in the past, occasionally patted and stroked his back, Wei Antang felt the palm of his hand. The lower body was trembling slightly.

Chen Xiuqi slept quite peacefully, but the tears never stopped, dripping onto Wei Antang's skirt, seeping into it, and it was icy cold.

Wei Antang gently coaxed him, but Chen Xiuqi's tears were not soothed, and he fell asleep first.

It's just that this sleep didn't last long, Wei Antang had just entered a deep sleep, a pain in his arm went straight to the marrow, he woke up suddenly, and saw that Chen Xiuqi had already bit his arm hard, fortunately he was still sick , the system suppressed his strength again, otherwise, Wei Antang's arm would definitely be useless.

Wei Antang wasn't short-tempered, even when he got up, he was quite angry. He pushed the person on his arm onto the couch, turned over and sat on his waist, and lowered his head to cover Chen Xiuqi's mouth.

Because Chen Xiuqi had just bitten Wei Antang's shoulder, and his mouth was full of rust and blood. A kiss made Wei Antang feel that he had traveled to a primitive society, drinking blood like a hair, and killing blood.

Chen Xiuqi was dizzy from the kiss, and the air at the tip of his nose was also deprived. Then he sobbed and raised his head, trying to push Wei Antang away, but his arms weighed as much as a thousand catties, and he could only rest limply on Wei Antang's shoulders.

Wei Antang didn't really want to suffocate him. Seeing that he was docile, he let go. When he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Xiuqi's dewy eyes, looking at the top of the bed in confusion, as if his body had awakened and his consciousness still asleep.

For some reason, looking at his eyes, Wei Antang felt very familiar, and there was a deep sadness in his heart. For a moment, Wei Antang gently stroked his cheek, trying to relieve the sadness in Chen Xiuqi's eyes in this way.

But everything was not as simple as Wei Antang thought, Chen Xiuqi seemed to be disconnected, looking at him blankly, at this moment Wei Antang felt ominous in his heart, even panic, he grabbed Chen Xiuqi's collar, He shook the person under him violently.

Finally, Chen Xiuqi's eyes focused slightly, he opened his mouth, but coughed violently again, his whole body curled up into a ball, the cough was muffled, it made him tremble all over.

Wei Antang followed his back for a long time before he managed to stop coughing. Only then did he hear Chen Xiuqi's hoarse voice, "Don't touch me."

Wei Antang felt uncomfortable, but he didn't intend to bother with a patient, curled his lips, looked down, Chen Xiuqi frowned, his eyes were still half-closed, and he was not fully awake at first glance.

I'm afraid I don't even know what I'm talking about.

Wei Antang sighed deeply, and slid his hands down his waist to his back, forcefully straightening the curled up ancestor.

The beds of the ancients were not big in the first place, and Chen Xiuqi was not small in the first place, so curling up like this took up too much space, until Wei Antang was squeezed against the wall.

"Don't make a fuss, I also have a temper, you can't exert yourself now, be careful to annoy me, I will take this opportunity to beat you up."

Wei Antang patted him on the back while threatening softly, but Chen Xiuqi seemed to be unable to hear him at all, and still moved uncomfortably, kicking Wei Antang's leg from time to time.

Maintaining his patience with the patient, Wei Antang held his eyelids tightly and coaxed him for another half an hour, but Chen Xiuqi was too uncooperative, Wei Antang had no choice but to let him curl up and let him curl up, with his eyes closed.

After all, the system will not let Chen Xiuqi suffer to death.

Thinking of this, sleepiness swept over him immediately, and within 5 minutes, Wei Antang began to snore.

In a daze, he felt Chen Xiuqi's body temperature rise again, but he didn't have the energy to take care of it anymore, he pulled him into his arms, and subconsciously pressed his lips to Chen Xiuqi's hot forehead.

Never thought that such a weird sleeping position would make Chen Xiuqi calm down when a blind cat meets a dead mouse.

The next morning, Wei Antang always woke up early, but today he was so overwhelmed by the weight of his head on his chest that he had nightmares all night long.

Wei Antang carefully moved Chen Xiuqi to the pillow, propped himself up, and looked at Chen Xiuqi.

His complexion is very poor, his already fair complexion has become gray due to his illness, his lips that used to be moist and thin now only have a light pink color, like fragile porcelain, which makes people afraid that if he touches it, he will break him .

He couldn't help but think of what Xiaoping said yesterday, that Chen Xiuqi must have had a very bad life in his previous life.

The character in the original book is also a person with a bad experience, but Chen Xiuqi's character is not exactly the same as the original book, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.

A person who has suffered a lot, even if his memory is wiped out, his personality has already been distorted in the torture. Can he be so twisted like Chen Xiuqi, so angry, and still love to fight?

Wei Antang poked his bloodless face, no matter how he thought something was wrong, he became more and more curious about Chen Xiuqi's past life in his heart.

Looking at it, Wei Antang moved closer to his face, and couldn't help frowning.

When he first met, he only felt that this person's appearance was astonishing, but he always took it for granted that the characters in the original novel looked like this.

But when he thinks about himself carefully, his body shape and appearance are no different from the real world, so Chen Xiuqi should also be what he is. Thinking about it this way, his fingers can't help but follow the contours of his facial features.

Chen Xiuqi looked familiar to Wei Antang.

This kind of familiarity made Wei Antang even more terrified, he tried hard to remember whether he had met Chen Xiuqi once, or met him by chance on some news.

He had no clue, but made himself flustered.

Could it be that the system also banned his memory about Chen Xiuqi?What kind of past made the system so tense?

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