Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2582 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (106)

  The next moment, she gently supported the back of his head with her fingers, and fed the warm soup into his lips little by little.

   All of a sudden, Char seemed to return to the time they spent together at the beginning.

   At that time he could not move.

  She is also a little bit, patiently feeding him.

   But at that time she thought he was her lover.

   But now, she is feeding him.

  Similar scenes, but the state of mind is quite different.

  Bai Weiwei's voice was weak and sad, "Wake up, Char."

   Now it's really his name.

   Not that **** dead man.

  Char didn't feel any pain at all, even if it hurts, he felt the pain happily.

  I knew she was soft-hearted.

  The hope he put his life on had come true.

  Bai Weiwei was crying and feeding him soup, thinking about how much soup was left, she was also hungry.

  Patients do not need to eat too much.

  So there should be more than half of it left.

   After feeding was almost done, Bai Weiwei turned around and drank the soup by herself.

  Because it is too sad, I can't eat too much of the rest of the delicate food in the food box.

  Bai Weiwei snorted coldly: Who is not a showman anymore.

   After finishing the soup, she put down the bowl and turned around.

   He looked into a pair of purple eyes, which were ignorant and innocent.

  The boy looked at her with some doubts, and then he stretched out his hand with great effort, the scales on his arm were extremely delicate.

   Grabbing her wrist with fingertips, Char showed a weak smile, "Are you my... partner?"

  Bai Weiwei: "..."

   Oh my god, amnesia memes?

  Bai Weiwei stared blankly at him, feeling that in terms of acting prowess, she actually lost out.

  The bowl in her hand loosened and fell into the gold coins.

   Then she looked at him a little helplessly, with tears rolling in her eyes, as if she was frightened.

   "Char?"

  Shaar stared at her curiously for a while, his eyes were full of goodwill.

   "You're so pretty, and..."

  He brought the back of her hand to his lips and licked it.

   "You smell like me, you must be my partner."

  Bai Weiwei shook her finger, as if she wanted to pull it back.

  Shaar screamed in pain, his face extremely pale.

  Bai Weiwei froze and didn't dare to move.

  Xia immediately grinned and smiled foolishly: "It doesn't hurt."

  Blood oozes from the cloth strip on the chest again.

  Bai Weiwei seemed to be sure that he was not in the right condition, so she leaned over and put her hand on his shoulder.

   "You lie down."

   He was about to sit up in order to catch her.

  Shaar stared blankly at her, caressing her wrist with his fingertips as if carelessly.

  The genuine worry in her eyes made him obediently lie down.

  Bai Weiwei's tone was trembling, "You're injured, don't move, do you still know how to get clothes and food? You need medicine."

  Xiaer stared at her for a long time, then stretched out his hand with a pale face, a gap suddenly opened in the air.

   A pile of bandages and potions fell in.

   fell beside Bai Weiwei.

  Bai Weiwei: "..."

  Char looked innocent and cute, "Medicine."

  Bai Weiwei: What a professional and intelligent retarded person.

  She didn't seem to care about asking anything, and immediately went to get the bandage, and then looked at the type of medicine.

   Finally re-medicated his wound.

  Shaar lay obediently from the beginning to the end, the scales on his body still existed, and his eyes were also very ignorant.

  Delicate and delicate teenagers, like decadent flowers on jewelry.

  Blooms gorgeously, but also has a fragile temperament.

  He relied extremely on holding Bai Weiwei's finger, "I can't remember anything, but I know I love you."

  Rogue and innocent confession.

   Bai Weiwei frowned to retort, but seeing the wound on his chest, all words were choked in her mouth.

  Finally, she sighed and said, "It's all my fault that you are doing this."

  Shaar looked at her sideways, the light in his eyes under the eyelashes was delicate and beautiful.

   "I think, I am willing to let you hurt."

  Bai Weiwei's eyelashes fluttered, and her breathing paused.

   It seemed a little touched, but the girl finally turned her head slightly, only a blush appeared on her cheeks.

  Delicate as a cherry.

  The corners of Xia Ya's mouth slightly raised, he knew it would be so useful to pretend to be pitiful.

  What kind of stand-in is he.

  The soft-hearted little witch is the cutest.

  【Sub-line progress: Ninety-seven. 】

  The system held the latest small dried fish, gnawing on it expressionlessly.

  He looked at the shy host who was actually paralyzed, and then at the pitiful but dark-bellied male lead.

   Heh, they are all routines.

   Drama routine.

   Good night for the last update

  (end of this chapter)