Fu Sheng's heart beat faster.

Xie Yu is giving him real Qi!?

Why...

why does he do this!?

Didn't he want him to die?

Just when Fu Sheng's heart was in a mess, Xie Yu took back his hand.

Then, a man's voice came from his ear like gibberish. His voice was light and gentle, as if he was coaxing a child, "no pain, Fu Sheng, no pain..."

Fu Sheng's knuckles trembled for a moment, and he lay upright and did not dare to move.

What is Xie Yu doing?

He...

in the dark, Fu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils shrank.

Xie Yu leaned over his lips and gave him a kiss. He didn't notice whether Fu Sheng was awake. He just lowered his head and began to tuck in the quilt for him. Then he walked away.

After he left, Fu Sheng lay there and gasped for breath.

Xie Yu He... Likes himself?

He killed his father, not because... Not because his mind was found by his father, and then...

then...

that night, Fu Sheng's heart was in a mess, and he couldn't sleep.

Xie Yu had a good sleep.

He was sure that Fu Sheng had just woken up.

When it was almost dawn, Fu Sheng couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

That day, he didn't wake up on time.

The guards called him once, and he answered vaguely and did not wake up.

Later, Fu Sheng was carried into his arms in a daze. His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open his eyes at all.

There was a very soft voice in my ears, like the breeze in spring, which was very comfortable.

He said in a low voice, "Fu Sheng, be good, eat something, and then sleep?"

The smell of food came from the tip of the nose.

Fu Sheng instinctively opened his mouth and was fed a mouthful of congee with moderate temperature.

Warm porridge into the stomach, his whole person is also awake a lot.

Fu Sheng opened his eyes directly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that he was lying in Xie Yu's arms in a very ambiguous posture, and Xie Yu was feeding him porridge with a porridge bowl.

Seeing that he opened his eyes, the gentleness in the man's eyes disappeared in an instant. He suddenly released Fu Sheng and let him fall on the soft bed.

Xie Yu suddenly got up, as if in a panic.

He slapped the bowl on the table and said coldly, "eat and sleep."

Fu Sheng Wei Zheng for a while, propped up to sit up and look at him, "Why are you here?"

Why did he come to feed him porridge in the early morning?

Xie Yu turned his back to him and said, "this is my dungeon. Why can't I be here?"

Fu Sheng looked at him with complicated eyes.

Xie Yu couldn't hear anything. He turned his head. His eyes were sharp and his tone was fierce. "Eat."

Fu Shengding looked at him, "I don't want to eat."

Xie Yu's eyelids jumped, as if he was on the verge of anger, "don't you want to eat?"

Fu Sheng: "yes, I don't want to eat. I don't want to live. You can kill me."

He gazed at him with the slightest expression on his face.

Xie Yu seemed to be flustered, but soon, the panic in his eyes was covered by violence.

He directly picked up the porridge bowl, went to Fu Sheng, pinched his chin and poured it on him. "If you don't want to eat, you can't help it."

The porridge was not hot and the temperature was just right, but Fu Sheng's expression was still very painful, "Xie Yu, you...

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