After Kuai Chuan was targeted by the villain

Chapter 930 The ginseng doll is broken (18)

The small ginseng looks good, and its color is as white as snow, shining in the sun.

Because the face value is too high, the unattractive wreath set off by it is also somewhat pleasing to the eye.

"Wait a minute, I'll take it." Yinyuan stood up and left.

Little Ginseng turned her head, looked at her slender back, and blinked her thick and curly long eyelashes.

He put the chopsticks in his hand on the plate.

He closed his eyes and stretched out his hand, his fingers were complete, and his arm was flawless.

No matter how many times you are injured, you can't see the wound, even if it is chopped off, it will grow back.

Surely he would be found if he took off a finger now, he thought.

Because the incision is too obvious.

His gaze shifted to the arm, which didn't seem feasible either.

The child's small face was wrinkled tightly, the wound here was not healing quickly.

will be seen by her.

Suddenly, her pity and distressed expression when she saw his wound yesterday appeared in her mind.

Little Ginseng's heart beat suddenly, bang bang bang, faster and faster...

He liked her expression so much that he wanted to see it every day.

Or maybe seeing it every moment would be more satisfying for him.

When this idea emerged, a surging impulse rushed into his chest like a torrent.

Dominating his limbs, for a moment, he wanted to cut his arm with spiritual power.

Draw the wound, see her feel distressed and sad for him in the bright red blood...

He raised his white and tender little finger, and white spiritual power emerged from his fingertips.

At this time, there were footsteps in the room, and the little ginseng regained consciousness.

He blinked, and the spiritual power from his fingertips disappeared.

Not yet.

Leaving a wound now is not good for what he is going to do next.

He pursed his bright red lips, and reluctantly looked away from his arms.

He frowned and thought carefully about possible solutions.

He glanced into the room, she was about to come out.

Little Ginseng saw his own shadow with his eyes, and the dull hair on the top of his head was swaying in the wind.

He had an idea and had a solution.

Then, he raised his right hand and tore off a strand of hair neatly.

He rolled the lock of hair into a ball and rubbed it in the palm of his hand.

Kneaded into a fine dust-like powder.

"The water is coming."

Karma came out of the house with two glasses of water.

The little ginseng sits upright.

"This cup is yours."

"Yeah." The child took a sip from the water glass.

While the girl wasn't paying attention, he put the ginseng hair powder in the palm of his hand into the water glass.

Then he opened a pair of pure black eyes and said: "Sister Box, this glass of water is not good, can I try yours?"

Karma said: "Both boiled water from the same pot, the taste is the same."

"Let me try."

"Give."

She pushed her undrinked glass of water in front of him.

Little Ginseng picked it up and took a sip, "I think this cup is better."

He pushed his glass of water across.

Watching Yuanyuan bring up the water to drink, Little Ginseng's body subconsciously tensed up.

She drank water mixed with ginseng hair.

An indescribable excitement gushed out of my heart.

He gripped his glass tightly, trying to suppress the emotion.

But there was a faint blush on the white and tender face.

why?

This feeling is the same as her distressed expression when she saw his wound.

I like it very much, I can't say I like it.

He wanted to drink more ginseng whiskers for her.

Blood is compatible, regardless of you and me...

"Huh? The taste of this glass of water is really different, it smells a little fragrant."

The child blinked and said softly, "Because I am fragrant, the water I have drunk is also fragrant."

(End of this chapter)