The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 1128 Warning, the sweetness exceeds the standard (72)

"uh-huh."

"The dependency value is almost full, and you haven't done the task at all. Don't tell me you don't plan to do the task."

"Ah."

"..."

Banban scratched his head.

"If you fail the mission in this world, the main system will indeed not kill you, but the difficulty of your mission in the next world will be many times higher. You should think it through yourself."

Jiang Tang ignored him, lying on the bed, lying motionless for noon.

The wedding is going on a honeymoon, Song Naichao took a month off and planned to take Jiang Tang around the world.

The man set off by himself in an RV, with Jiang Tang sitting in the co-pilot, and the bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and study in the car behind him were all fully equipped.

The RV trip was proposed by Jiang Tang, and Song Naichao accepted it without hesitation, and the two of them just stopped and went along the way without restraint.

Halfway through the honeymoon, the caravan parked on a vast plain, half of the sky was covered by a round of red sun, and the white clouds floating beside the red sun seemed like a ball of flames, and roared like galloping horses.

Leaning on Song Naichao's shoulder, Jiang Tang squinted his eyes, a touch of orange red was imprinted in his dark eyes.

"Jiang Tang, if you're sleepy, go back to the car and sleep."

The man bowed his head and kissed her forehead lightly.

Jiang Tang lowered his eyes and stopped looking at the red cloud in front of him.

"I've been very tired recently. Tell me, am I sick?"

Song Naichao shook his head and smiled warmly.

"Don't think too much, just get some sleep."

sleep...

Jiang Tang smiled silently and nodded slowly.

"Okay, I'll go to sleep."

She stood up, shaking uncontrollably twice, Song Naichao quickly supported her.

"I'll help you. Tomorrow we'll go to the Red Sea to see seabirds."

On the soft bed, Jiang Tang closed his eyes, let Song Naichao cover her with the quilt and tuck in the corners of the quilt.

After a while, the woman breathed evenly and soothingly.

Song Naichao took a deep look at her, then turned around, and took out a small silver-white box from a dark slot on the roof of the car.

Open the box, inside is a length of hose, with a sharp long needle at the end of the hose.

The man skillfully sterilized the needle. After the disinfection was completed, the eye of the needle pointed at Jiang Tang's wrist, found the thickest blue blood vessel, and inserted it slowly.

Soon, there was red blood flowing in the hose, and the last drops flowed into the glass jar prepared in advance.

The jar is half the size of a palm.

Almost one hundred milliliters.

When the blood filled the jar, Song Naichao pulled out the needle, lowered his head without hesitation, and stretched out his tongue to wipe away the blood oozing from his wrist.

At this moment, the man's eyes were scarlet, and his fists were tightly clenched. The smell of blood was fatally attractive to him, and the sweet smell in the air made him squint his eyes intoxicated.

In order to be with Jiang Tang forever, he will never eat again in his life.

Hunger is like a beast on the verge of madness and about to collapse, always taking away his sanity.

But he always stays awake in the last subject, why?
Because of Jiang Tang.

After the blood was drawn, Song Naichao replaced the hose with an empty needle inlaid with two sharp holes. The man picked up one end and stuck it into his wrist without hesitation. wrist.

The light pink blood flowed out from the man's body and poured into Jiang Tang's body continuously.

This is No. 16 days.

In two more days, she would be able to stay with him forever without living or dying.

Looking at Jiang Tang who was sleeping soundly in front of him, Song Naichao lowered his head, leaned his head gently on her shoulder, closed his eyes, and endured the severe pain and cold caused by the loss of blood.

(End of this chapter)