Xie Yu stood in front of him, was his knife against the neck, slender hand slightly lifted, blinked and said, "this is for you."
Fu Yunsheng's eyes were gloomy. He looked into his eyes, and the point of the knife came closer to his neck.
Under the faint light, the young man is still smiling with no fear in his eyes.
It was so quiet around that there were only two people breathing.
"This is the mackerel ball." Xie Yu lifted his chin gently, "it's good for you."
Fu Yunsheng's eyes were cold, "take it back."
[Ding Fu Yunsheng's liking degree - 5, current total favoritism: 15.]
Xie Yu picked up his eyebrows, and he still has 15.
It's quite high.
Better than he thought.
"You don't want it?" Xie Yu side of the head, cold knife point pierced the flesh, blood beads rolled out.
Fu Yunsheng looked at him coldly.
The smell of blood was very light in the air.
Seeing that Fu Yunsheng didn't mean to speak, Xie Yu took back his hand directly, and the faint light went away and fell around Xie Yu's neck.
He took a step back, and the bead applied to the wound, and the small wound on his neck healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Fu Yunsheng looked at him and said nothing.
He stood there quietly, in that position.
After the injury on the neck was completely healed, Xie Yu lazily raised his hand again, "here you are?"
"There's nothing wrong with it."
Fu Yunsheng still has a strong sense of vigilance in his eyes. He doesn't believe Xie Yu at all.
Xie Yu smiles for a moment, clenches his fingers and gathers up the mackerel bead, "OK, don't forget it."
"What are you doing here?" Fu Yunsheng said.
"I heard you were hurt. Come and have a look." Xie Yu put the shark beads in, his voice was lazy and not serious, "Fu Yunsheng, what's the matter with you? You can't even brush at night?"
"I'm disappointed in you."
Fu Yunsheng "......"
he can't understand Xie Yu.
This person has always been above the top of his eyes. He has few words and is very difficult to get along with. However, I heard him when he went to his yard that day. He meant that...
he also felt that he would settle accounts with him if he used magic.
Now how...
"Yefu really beat you?" Xie Yu stood in front of him and looked him up and down. "He beat you like this?"
Although it was dark, Fu Yunsheng still felt Xie Yu's eyes, "it's none of your business."
Xie Yu chuckled and said, "of course it's none of my business."
Fu Yunsheng is holding the handle of the knife, but he doesn't understand what Xie Yu is talking about.
Although he is not familiar with Xie Yu, he also knows his character, so it's hard to avoid feeling a little untrue when hearing this.
When the night wind blows, Xie Yu's lazy voice is mixed in the wind. It sounds like a touch of provocation. "After the martial arts contest that day, I often think of you."
"I want to eat, I want to sleep, I want to do everything."
Fu Yunsheng: "what
In the dark, Xie Yu narrowed his eyes and laughed, "I think I like you, Fu Yunsheng."
Fu Yunsheng suddenly turned his head, "are you crazy?"
"Probably." Xie Yu diao'er Lang was in charge, "you're driving me crazy."
Xiaobaihe: [greasy...]
Xie Yu's smile at the corner of his mouth coagulates, shielding the system in an instant.