Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 444

Everything in the outside world seems to be far away in an instant.

Except for the intense pain, Jiulan Chuyan couldn't feel anything.

The hand that was released was tightly covering his head with the other hand.

Seeing this, Jingwu Atobe was anxious and panicked, and couldn't care about anything else, so he asked for help from Yiichi Ma Yuan: "Can you help her?"

As a vampire, he should have a way.

If Jiulan Chuyan really can't remember it, then she can't remember it, as long as she can do well.

It's a pity that what he doesn't know is that what Yi Yi Ma Yuan hopes most at the moment is that Jiu Lan Chu Yan can restore his memory.

Not to mention that he has no choice, even if there is, he will definitely not make a move.

"Sorry, no." He said calmly, looking at the girl who was still suffering from pain, with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

To make Jiulan Chuyan forget Jingwu Atobe so completely, it must have something to do with Jiulanshu.

With his ability, the current stimulation should not be enough.

Although Atobe Keigo had expected Ma Yuan's answer, after hearing it, he couldn't help pursing his thin lips tightly.

Forget it, it's better to ask for yourself.

Words must not be allowed to cause trouble!

Thinking of what happened last time, he suddenly raised his left wrist and put it by his mouth, with a ruthless force that made it painful even to look at it, and bit heavily on the scar that hadn't disappeared.

In an instant, blood was dripping.

Enduring the pain, he frowned and stretched his wrist to Jiulan Chuyan's mouth: "Yanyan, drink quickly."

Blood is a great temptation for vampires.

Even though Jiulan Chuyan didn't have any perception of the outside world now, she still swallowed a few mouthfuls subconsciously when Keigo Atobe pressed the bleeding wrist to her mouth.

I don't know if the blood really worked, or if the intense pain had subsided, and slowly, Jiulan Chuyan calmed down.

The originally blurred vision gradually became clear.

My mind is still empty, except for the residual pain, nothing has changed.

Sensing the taste in her mouth, she fixed her eyes on the bloody wrist bitten by someone, her glazed pupils suddenly constricted.

Blood and tooth marks covered the original scar, so Jiulan Chuyan didn't see it.

But unexpectedly, a not particularly clear picture appeared in my mind.

It seems that someone took a not-so-sharp porcelain piece and spent a lot of effort to scratch the skin on his wrist...

The red blood that flowed out was particularly glaring in the blur.

Jiulan Chuyan's heart ached uncontrollably.

After finally getting away from that scene, the extremely hot and strong feelings that came from the warm blood, the owner of the blood, made her freeze her back uncontrollably.

Mouth can lie, but blood full of the master's true feelings cannot.

At the moment when Jiulan hesitated at the beginning of the speech and wanted to doubt the authenticity of Atobe Keigo's words, he suddenly remembered that Yi Mayuan was still guarding.

Frowning, she took a step back, pushed Keigo Atobe's hand away, and looked at him defensively.

Blood can prove that he has feelings for her, but not that everything he said is true.

It's not that she brags, with her appearance, there are many people who will like her.

If everyone has this kind of thinking and says that the other party is her husband, who should she believe?

At the moment, unless she is released and then personally proves that what Keigo Atobe said is not false, she will not believe anyone.

(End of this chapter)