Quickly wear it: The weak female supporting role defeats the male and female protagonists again

Chapter 262: Vicious and Charming Female VS Star Bosses

"Thirsty..." The little princess was dying and moving her lips.

The palm-sized little face was flushed red and looked like it was about to die at any moment.

He hated these fragile creatures the most, which could be killed if he was not careful.

Over the past decade or so, he has raised countless things.

Orchids, succulents, parrots, stick insects...

There was almost nothing to feed.

Those that he couldn't feed, he would beat into weaklings.

If they can't be fed, they are waste.

He now looked at the little princess as if he was looking at a useless person who could not be supported.

Troublesome and tricky.

Forget it. Anyway, the three of them had agreed from the beginning to take turns to win the favor of the little princess.

Since they made the person sick, it saved him the trouble.

Bai Qinghong opened his eyes dazedly, the system in his head was buzzing, constantly telling him that the person with the lowest favorability was here, so he should take this opportunity to swipe more.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw Lal beside her.

The temperament is completely different from the other two people.

This person gave off an aura that indicated that he didn't want to pay any attention to her.

so good.

She just likes it or not.

Bai Qinghong snorted softly and opened his eyes weakly: "Lal..."

Tasha looked serious, and her eyes suddenly turned cold, as if hearing her call was a painful thing.

Bai Qinghong was so happy that he moved closer and hooked his little finger with his weak hand: "Lal..."

Tasha jumped up suddenly as if bitten by a snake: "What...what are you doing? If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you holding my hand?"

Bai Qinghong moved his lips weakly, but his voice was so soft that no one could hear what he was saying.

Tasha frowned, looking a little unhappy: "What did you say? Speak louder!"

Bai Qinghong's lips moved again, but the volume was still inaudible.

Her little face was burned red, her eyes were watery, and her eyelids were rosy as if she was about to cry at any time.

Sick people are always particularly vulnerable.

But Tasha hates being vulnerable.

But the trial was still going on, and he couldn't let her find out anything unusual.

After hesitating for a long time, he squatted down and leaned close to her lips: "Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."

Bai Qinghong tried hard to make his voice sound louder, and his little head tilted up uncontrollably.

"I want to drink some water..." As she spoke, she unconsciously raised her head and her hot lips accidentally covered his earlobe.

Tasha jumped up suddenly as if she was scalded, and covered her ears: "You you you you you..."

Bai Qinghong collapsed in the tent while coughing violently, his eyes blurry and watery.

So pitiful and adorable.

Let her die of thirst!
Tasha thought viciously and turned to get some water.

Bai Qinghong lay on the ground, with no intention of getting up.

Tasha stared at her for a while with the water in his hand. After a long while, he walked over to her, squatted down, helped her up from the ground, and handed her the water.

Bai Qinghong drank two sips of water from his hand, then fell back into his arms, breathing weakly.

Tasha felt the little head resting on her shoulder, and felt a fine and dense itch where she was leaning.

How can someone's head rest so lightly on their shoulders?

It was like a boneless cub, as if he could strangle it to death with just a little more force.

Tasha resisted the urge to strangle her to death and tried to put her down.

Bai Qinghong snuggled into his arms, her feverish face full of grievance and vulnerability: "Uncomfortable..."

Tasha stiffened and tried to push her away.

He suddenly smelled a sweet scent, and he seemed to be possessed, and unconsciously tightened his arms around her.

Bai Qinghong was so delirious from the fever that he kept trying to get into Tasha's arms. When he touched a metal pendant on his neck, he murmured unconsciously.

Tasha moved closer, trying to hear the whisper in her ear.

"Armor... I want to destroy the armor..."

Tasha's face suddenly darkened.

Others might not understand, but he knew exactly what she meant.

The little princess once broke his most precious armor, which was designed by his grandfather for his coming-of-age ceremony.

His grandfather sacrificed his precious life for the energy stone embedded in the armor.

He valued that suit of armor more than his life, but she destroyed it with her own hands.

It was maliciously damaged, blown into scrap metal, and thrown into a garbage planet. To this day, the fragments have not been completely recovered.

Tasha stared at Bai Qinghong's pale little face, the murderous intent in his eyes growing deeper and deeper.

The fierce aura emanating from the powerful male insect made the surrounding lone wolves and little squirrels shrink their bodies uncomfortably and hide in the corners.

Only the little rabbit limped over, standing in front of the unconscious little princess in fear and anxiety, as if protecting her life.

Tasha sneered, picked up the rabbit ears and threw them away viciously, then moved closer, grabbed Bai Qinghong's collar and pulled him up roughly.

Bai Qinghong frowned uncomfortably, her long black hair hanging down softly, making her face look even whiter and more delicate.

The little face was burning red and scalding hot.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the skin on her face was thinner, as if light was radiating from her body, making her skin faintly reflect a kind of almost weak transparency.

It's like a paper man that will fall down if blown.

Bai Qinghong was hung by the collar, her head tilted back dizzily, exposing her most vulnerable and slender neck to the dangerous male.

If your skin is too fair, you can even easily see the small blue and purple blood vessels on your neck.

Tasha stared at the rhythmic bulging of the large artery in her neck and slowly leaned over.

The teeth hit the thin artery.

The sweet fragrance of a young girl mixed with some unknown sweet taste flowed into his nose.

He remembered this smell. The last time he was soft-hearted was because he smelled this smell on her.

There was a flash of blood in the man's eyes, and the sharp teeth biting on her carotid artery were replaced by something softer and warmer.

He clearly felt the changes in his body.

In his mind he felt an intense loathing and hatred for her.

But his body longed for her so strongly because of the smell.

He wished he could rub the delicate and fragile little princess into his own bones and blood.

The desire in my body surged up in waves, each wave stronger than the last.

If her wings had not been cut off, he would almost think that he was seduced by her pheromones.

But how can a female without wings seduce a strong-willed SSS-level male?

Tasha lowered his eyes to look at her, his sharp features still tinged with lingering indifference, and deep in his bloodshot eyes was an unknown desire that even he himself could not control.

"Father... the armor has been damaged... please don't hurt Tasha..."

The little princess frowned and muttered, as if she was trapped in a desperate dream, tears seeping from the corners of her scarlet eyes.

The man's huge body suddenly froze.