The male god of fast-wearing god-level female supporting role kneels down

Chapter 312 The Sick Young Master Falls in Love with Me 4
"Are you OK!"

A trace of self-blame flashed in the boy's eyes.

"It's all my fault, it hurt you so badly!"

The boy's expression suddenly became cold again.

Not good, not good!
In Sheng Xia's heart, he repeatedly said that he was not good. This guy seemed to be about to do something again.

Sure enough, the next second, the boy took out a dagger inlaid with gems from nowhere.

His eyes were indifferent, and a storm was secretly surging inside, looking at him like this, it seemed like he was about to stab someone.

"Blame me……"

The boy said something, his dagger was cut on his arm.

The dagger was very sharp, and with a light cut, there was a wound on his arm.

Blood dripped down quickly, turning his white shirt red all over.

The smell of blood is all under the breath.

Sheng Xia wanted to vomit for a while, she didn't know if she would irritate the boy, she had been holding back.

"Forehead--"

In the end, she still couldn't bear it anymore and kept retching.

Probably because he hasn't eaten for a long time, and at this moment, there is only some acid surging, and nothing else.

"Are you OK!"

The boy didn't care about the wound on his arm, he hugged Sheng Xia's weak body.

"I want to eat."

Sheng Xia closed his eyes weakly.

Really, if she didn't eat any more, she would starve to death by now.

"Okay, you wait..."

After the boy said such a sentence, he got up from the bed, and the blood on his arm dripped down his fingers.

"..."

Midsummer felt dizzy again.

It seems that when he blackened, he not only abused others, but also abused himself.

Gradually, the smell of blood in the room dissipated. After all, this is a flower bed, and everything around is full of flower fragrance.

Sheng Xia's eyes glanced aside, the blood-stained dagger was puzzled for a while.

What the hell is this interface?

And the abnormality just now, isn't it deserted?

It is also cold and cold, and the things invented must have sufficient physical strength.

While midsummer was thinking wildly, he smelled a burst of fragrance.

She saw the boy coming over, his arm was already wrapped in gauze.

In his hand, he held a large bowl.

"You can only drink porridge now, boiled mushroom and beef porridge, do you like it?"

The boy put it in front of her and asked softly.

"Ah."

Midsummer nodded.

She is hungry now, very hungry.

Seeing how well-behaved she was, the boy's eyes sparkled with light.

He approached her carefully without touching her, with that look on his face, as if she was the most cherished treasure in this world.

He took a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and blew gently.

This was delivered to Sheng Xia's lips. Sheng Xia was starving, and the pores all over her body seemed to be filled with the aroma of this porridge.

She opened her mouth and ate the porridge. The temperature was just right, not hot at all, and the rice grains were completely rotten, with the aroma of beef and mushrooms inside.

delicious.

The boy fed it spoon by spoon, and Sheng Xia ate it spoon by spoon.

This bowl is very big. After Shengxia ate half of the bowl, he was still very hungry and wanted to eat.

But when I think about it, if I continue to eat now, it will hurt my stomach.

(End of this chapter)