When I opened my eyes, my fox became a sick villain

Chapter 54

The boy snorted, "I don't believe you."

Originally, Qingwu was so moved that he almost shed tears, but now he was forced back by this sentence.

Qingwu was angry and funny, "Why do you distrust me so much?"

Yan Chenjin said angrily: "You always lie to me!"

"Like?"

The young man became silent, there were too many, he could talk for three days and three nights!

Qingwu thought he couldn't figure it out, so he smiled, "I think I'm good to you, tell yourself, you are angry from time to time and ignore my faults, who can bear it?"

Yan Chenjin snorted, and said: "That's because you made me angry, so I ignored you."

Anyway, I can't go out, maybe there will be no future, Qingwu simply argues with him, "Where did I make you angry, you just said that you didn't see me a few days ago, why?"

The boy said angrily, "What did you do in Jiang Mingyun's room that night?"

Qingwu turned his mind without remembering anything, "Which time did you say?"

These words made Yan Chenjin very angry, he just buried his face in her neck and stopped talking.

Qing Wu thought about it, and remembered that day when Jiang Mingyun was drunk, she met Yan Chenjin, "You mean that time when I called you, and you ignored me?"

Yan Chenjin hummed, expressing his acquiescence.

Qingwu explained: "The two of us drank a little wine that day, and he couldn't drink well, so I just sent him back."

The boy raised his head, even in the dark, Qingwu seemed to see his shining eyes.

"When did you two get so good enough to drink together?" Yan Chenjin complained.

Qingwu was helpless, "I just drank this time, I wanted to play tricks on him."

Yan Chenjin asked her in a low voice, "Do you like him?"

Qingwu was stunned for a moment, and said, "How could I like him?"

These words made Yan Chenjin feel better, and he asked again: "Then... if he and I fall into a puddle, who will you save first?"

Qingwu smiled, "Of course I'll save you first, you can't swim, Jiang Mingyun definitely can."

"..."

Yan Chenjin asked again: "If I fight with him, who will you help?"

"Of course it's to help you, and you can't beat him. I help him, don't I force you to a corner?" Qingwu replied as it should.

If it wasn't for being trapped in the coffin at this time, Yan Chenjin would probably be so angry that he would jump his feet.

The young man persevered, "If he and I are both poisoned, and you only have one antidote, who do you save?"

Qingwu thought for a while and said, "Save you."

The corners of Yan Chenjin's tensed mouth relaxed a bit, and he asked awkwardly, "Then, if you and I only have one antidote, will you save me, or save yourself?"

Qingwu smiled helplessly, "Save you, save you, little ancestor, why do you have so many questions?"

Yan Chenjin's hair was limp, falling on Qingwu's neck, making Qingwu's neck itchy, "There is one last question."

"Say it!" Qing Wu said patiently.

He thought for a while and asked, "Why do you hate Ye Lanyu so much?"

Qingwu didn't know how to answer.

When she met Ye Lanyu, it was not long after her 16th birthday.

That is, a few days after Qing Wu's parents died.

At that time, Qingwu saw the letter from her parents, abandoned her, abandoned her, left her to live alone in the world, and endured the pain of being imprisoned.

So she, put it down!

Yes, let it go, she feels that life is nothing to love, life is not interesting, it is better... to die.

Holding the letter from his parents, Qingwu used his devilish energy to lure the blood crows to attack, gnaw on the flesh and blood, and his whole body was bloody.

Unfortunately, she didn't die.

Tears flowed from the bloody eye sockets and flowed into the flesh and blood, but no pain was felt.

Qingwu was numb from the pain.

After lying on the long corridor for three full days, the natural demon body has a strong recovery ability and has begun to grow flesh again.

Just then, a boy appeared.

Holding a dagger in his hand, the young man stood beside her tremblingly, wanting to strike, but was a little afraid.

Qingwu raised his hand and reached out to him with great difficulty.

"Kill me, kill me!" Her voice was so weak that the young man couldn't hear it clearly. He cautiously approached her, and finally lay vigilantly beside her, hearing her voice.

The young man was very surprised, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and looked at her with pity.

Qingwu's bloody face was full of relief, she slowly closed her eyes, waiting for death.

The dagger was raised high, but it didn't come down for a long time.

Perhaps because of waiting too long, Qingwu opened his eyes again, only to see that the boy had put down his dagger and was sitting beside her.

He asked her, "Why do you want me to kill you?"

Qingwu was silent for a moment, his voice was still very fragile, "It's none of your business."

For some unknown reason, the boy gave up killing her, and instead began to take care of her day after day.

But Qingwu didn't intend to live on in the first place, what this young man did was undoubtedly superfluous.

At first, Qingwu didn't cooperate with him very much.

The boy then shamelessly called her over and over again, "Awu, Awu...don't be self-willed!"

Qingwu hates him and finds him annoying, so he often ignores him, staring in a daze at the dried blood on the corridor in front of the door.

Ye Lanyu accused: "The blood you bleed can't be wiped off. Every time I go to the toilet at night, I will be frightened. I might as well tear down this corridor."

Qingwu ignored him, and he did it himself.

Although Ye Lanyu always does these unnecessary things, Qingwu can't deny that without the blood-stained corridor, she has much less time to recall the pain.

Under Ye Lanyu's meticulous care, within a month, Qingwu's body had almost recovered.

When he recovered, Ye Lanyu would drag Qingwu around and pick fruits in the mountains.

"You wait for me under the tree, I picked the fruit and threw it down, you follow." Ye Lanyu knew that Qingwu would not pay attention to him, so he climbed up the tree without waiting for her to speak.

Ye Lanquan climbed up the tree in two or three strokes, and it was obvious that he did such a thing.

Qingwu was not very happy when he pulled him out, so he sat under the tree, half leaning against the tree trunk, and rested with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the air around Qingwu's ear was cut by something, and she instinctively raised her hand to catch it.

Opening his eyes, there is a red fruit in the palm of his hand.

While Qingwu was in a daze, another fruit flew over and hit Qingwu on the head.

Qingwu frowned, looked up at the boy who was sticking out his tongue and making faces, she said angrily: "Ye Lanyu!"

The scolded boy not only didn't feel ashamed, but laughed out loud. He took a bite of the fruit in his hand and said triumphantly, "You call me by my name, but compared to the unfamiliarity of my full name, why don't you just call me by my name?" Call me Brother Ye!"

Qingwu stared at a pair of angry eyes, and said, "Don't push yourself too far!"

(End of this chapter)