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- Chapter 139 Warmth (Part 1)
When Wen Jing woke up, she felt extremely thirsty in her throat, as if a fire was constantly roasting her.
Her mind was empty, and she could no longer remember what happened before she fell asleep. She could only vaguely think that she and E Wuji were walking on the street. There were dead people everywhere, and then she saw a dying injured person on the roadside. Suddenly Reach out to yourself for help.
Wen Jing forgot everything about what happened next. In other words, it was covered by a thick fog and couldn't be caught.
"I'm so thirsty -" She felt her lips were getting dry and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, but she became even more thirsty and unbearable.
"Miss Wen, would you like some water?"
Suddenly, Wen Jing heard a familiar voice speaking to herself. But who is this person? She thought about it for a long time, until her head was swollen but she still couldn't remember his name.
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. She opened her eyes and looked at the young man sitting beside her bed.
His eyes were wide open and he was staring at him eagerly. He had a tall figure, bronzed skin, strong and strong muscles, full and bulging cyan blood vessels, and his whole body was radiating heat, like a delicacy that had just been served on the table.
Inexplicably, a strong and weird impulse surged in her mind. She suddenly sat up and pounced on the young man in front of her. Without thinking at all, like an innate instinct, she opened her mouth and bit his neck.
The young man seemed to be on guard. He quickly picked up the water glass on the table with his left hand and held it in front of his neck.
Wen Jing bit off a piece of porcelain with a "stuck" sound. It was cold and hard and not very tasty.
"Miss Wen, please bear with me. My mother has already gone to find medicine for you." The young man said.
Wen Jing spat out a mouth full of broken porcelain pieces and stared at the young man fiercely. She heard the roar in her throat like a wild beast. All her senses became extremely sharp and she could even see a speck of dust floating in the dark room. .
An uncontrollable primitive desire drove her to pounce on the young man again.
Blood - only blood can extinguish the burning flames in the body and relieve the pain of hunger and thirst.
However, the young man's two strong hands held her arms like iron pliers and pressed her firmly to the bed.
No matter how hard Wen Jing struggled, she could not escape his grasp.
"I know you're feeling very uncomfortable. Just bear with it for a while." The young man was sweating profusely from being tortured. "The medicine will be here soon."
"Let me go!" Wen Jing shouted, feeling faintly afraid of the young man.
"Okay, okay, I'll let you go now." The young man said, "But just lie down and don't move."
Wen Jing nodded. The young man carefully let go of his hand and stared at her intently.
As expected, as soon as the young man let go of his hand, Wen Jing's delicate body immediately bounced up and flew towards the back window quickly.
The young man¡¯s hands were weak and he grabbed Wen Jing¡¯s calf, and said with a low smile: ¡°I knew you would run away, oh no, that¡¯s not good¡ª¡ª¡±
I saw the quiet little girl banging her head against the window. It was noon outside the house, the time when the sun was strongest in the day. Golden rays of light shone in, and Wen Jing's skin made a soft "chichi" sound, melting like pear candy, overflowing with a thick silvery liquid, and dripping to the ground.
Wen Jing screamed in pain, covered her face with her hands, and curled up into a ball.
The young man dragged Wen Jing back into the house with his right hand, grabbed a blanket with his left hand and wrapped it tightly around her body, using his body to block her from the sunlight shining through the window.
Wen Jing roared in pain, like a restless little wild cat, which was very different from the delicate image of the past.
The young man hurriedly took another quilt and sealed the window, and the room suddenly fell into darkness again.
"Look at me carefully again, do you remember? I am Ewuji¡ª¡ª"
His arms tightly hugged Wen Jing like iron rings, trying to awaken the latter's chaotic memories.
Wen Jing raised her head and looked at him, but her eyes were full of wild hostility, her throat made a whirring sound, and there was only one crazy thought in her mind that drove her to struggle desperately and bite Ewuji.
When the two of them were in a stalemate, the zombie mother and Ashan Qiu came back. Seeing two "strangers" breaking into the room, Wen Jing's face showed a look of alertness like a wild animal, and she turned to the zombie mother and Ashan Qiu, showing her white teeth and growling low.
It¡¯s just that there is clearly a terrifying power surging in the body of the zombie mother. Wen Jing does not dare to make any mistakes, and there is an unconcealable fear in her eyes.
As soon as the zombie mother entered the door, she saw her son and Wen Jing entangled together, except for dodging left and right, there was no other way to stop her violent attack. She felt angry and said angrily: "Wuji, press this girl down on the bed, don't let her move."
Ashanqiu volunteered: "Do you want my help?"
The zombie mother glared at him and said, "Stay aside and don't cause trouble."
E Wuji picked up Wen Jing and walked back to the bed, holding her down firmly.
The zombie mother took out a small porcelain bottle from her cuff, uncorked it and said to Wen Jing, "Drink it."
Wen Jing's nose immediately smelled a strong spicy smell. She didn't know what was in the porcelain bottle. When she saw the zombie mother's claws extending over her, she opened her mouth and bit it.
The zombie mother turned over her left wrist and pinched her jawbone hard with a few dry fingers. Wen Jing screamed in pain, and then she felt a thick liquid drop into her mouth and quickly flowed down her throat. She choked with tears and yelled: "Old witch, I'm going to kill you!"
The zombie mother snorted: "If you dare to curse again, I will cut off your tongue!" After confirming that Wen Jing could no longer spit out the concoction, she released her fingers.
Wen Jing was as silent as a chill, and kept her mouth tightly closed. The burning hunger and thirst in her throat gradually disappeared, and she fell asleep again after a while.
Ewuji breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Wen Jing's calm face after sleeping soundly, and asked: "Mom, is Miss Wen okay?"
"What do you want to do with her? I was the first female medical fairy of the E family twenty years ago. Whoever I want to die must die, and whoever I want to live must die." The zombie mother said angrily: "This The girl drank the 'Five Clouds Snow Clam Secret Refining Ointment' that I prepared, and when she wakes up, she no longer has to rely on sucking human blood to survive."
"Then why doesn't she remember me at all?" Ewuji asked worriedly.
The zombie mother said: "Silly son, this is normal. After her mood stabilizes in two days, her memory will slowly recover. Now I want to start healing the girl. You two should go out and don't get in the way here. "
E Wuji felt a hundred unwillingness in his heart and muttered: "Can't I just watch from the side? I promise not to make a sound."
The zombie mother said angrily: "I'm going to strip her naked, and you're watching?"
Ewuji swallowed his saliva, then resignedly backed out, pulled up a chair and sat down in the outer room, looking out the window uneasily.
Ashanqiu also walked out of the back room, looked at his frowning son and said, "Wuji, do you really want to marry Miss Nawen as your wife?"
Ewuji lowered his head and said in a low voice: "What's the point of thinking, Miss Wen doesn't like me."
Ashanqiu stared at his son's face and said cautiously: "Now that you and her are in different ways, it's more difficult than wishful thinking. You have to think clearly."
E Wuji was stunned and said, "It's not her fault that she became a ghost. Even if Miss Wen becomes a ghost, she is still the most beautiful and cutest female ghost in the world."
"It's over," Ashanqiu said helplessly, slapping his forehead: "From now on, we, father and son, will have to share the same fate."
E Wuji sighed and said, "You are better than me. At least you managed to marry my mother. Miss Wen and I don't even know each other, and now that she can't remember anything, it's even more hopeless."
"That's true. Back then, there were not even a thousand but eight hundred people who wanted to pursue your mother. Thanks to my best efforts, I finally came out on top and came home with the beauty. Otherwise, what would have happened to you?" Ashan Qiu also pulled him over. He sat down on a chair next to his son and said, "When it comes to chasing women, I call myself the second child, and no one dares to be the boss."
"That's all bragging!" Ewuji sneered, "My mother has been dead for so many years, and I haven't seen you marry another one."
Ashan Qiu slapped his son hard on the back of the head and said angrily: "You bastard, I want to marry you a baby mother, how can you still live a good life? You don't want to ask about it, you think when I and I When the news of your mother¡¯s marriage spread, how many ladies and young ladies in Beiming Mountain City were devastated and devastated?¡±
E Wuji was doubtful and stared at E Shanqiu's "round and round" old face for a long time, but he didn't see the slightest bit of handsomeness or martial prowess.
Ashanqiu waved his hand and said: "A real person cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. The embroidered pillow may not look good, but when you peel it off, it is a useless straw bag. If you want a girl to like you, you have to rely on your true ability."
Ewuji's eyes lit up, he came closer and urged: "What kind of real ability?"
Ashanqiu had never seen his son be so submissive to him, and he felt funny in his heart. He slowly began to pose and said, "You can't say this, lest someone laughs at me for bragging."
E Wuji understood what he was doing, and immediately corrected his mistake. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a glass of water for E Shanqiu.?: "Dad, drink some water first to moisten your throat."
Ashan Qiu took the water cup and said: "Is it possible that the sixteen-character formula of loving fragrance and cherishing jade passed down from our ancestors in the E family is only worth a glass of cold water? Anyway, who taught you that you are my son? Today, my father will pass it on to you!"
Ewuji hurriedly turned behind Ashanqiu, rubbed his shoulders and back, and humbly asked for advice: "Which sixteen characters are they?"
Ashan Qiu was drinking water with a smile on his face, when Ewuji's fist hit his back making a "dong-dong" sound, and he coughed repeatedly: "These sixteen words Ahem, these sixteen words are: soft grinding, hard foaming. Stalker, pretending to be crazy, and acting like a fool to get married."
"Is this okay?"
¡°Practice brings true knowledge, and I guarantee you¡¯ll be successful no matter how hard you try.¡±
"How can I believe that my mother got married as a son?!"
"Of course, this is called getting a wife first and then getting a person. When you turn raw rice into cooked rice, you are still afraid that she will regret it? Oh!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ears and was lifted up from the stool. The zombie mother stood behind him and roared in a high-pitched voice: "You old immortal, you taught me to have an unruly pregnancy. You were really uneasy." Good intentions and evil intentions!¡±
Ashanqiu¡¯s feet were so painful that they were off the ground and he shouted repeatedly: ¡°Let go quickly, let Wuji see the joke, oh yo yo my ears hurt!¡±
Ewuji vowed: "Dad, I will never laugh at you. Anyway, I have been used to it since I was a child."
The zombie mother let go of Ashanqiu's ears, and said with lingering anger: "It's pity that I have a flower stuck in cow dung!"
Ashan Qiu rubbed his ears and said with a smile: "How can you say, I am just a pile of nutritious cow dung, right?" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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