Chapter 328 Feed on Blood
I didn't expect that this ghost boy would bite people suddenly, and I didn't expect that it didn't even have any teeth at all, but the bite was extremely painful.

I subconsciously waved my hand, and the ghost baby fell to the ground with a thud, and looked up at me eagerly.

I was angry and wanted to explode, but when I saw the pitiful and innocent eyes, I felt that the anger in my heart suddenly dropped a notch, and I couldn't get angry anymore, so I turned my head and ignored it.

I didn't want to turn my head, and suddenly saw that my hand was bitten open, and bright red blood was oozing out of it.

Now I'm a little restless.

Even though it was just a baby, it was able to bite through people's fingers, which meant that maybe it wasn't as fragile and helpless as it appeared on the surface?
What the hell is it following me for?
I sneaked a look at it suspiciously, thinking that this guy didn’t intend to talk to me at all, but lay down on the ground and licked up the blood dripping from me little by little. Looking at its expression, it seemed like it was enjoying some delicious food. I can't help but feel the hairs stand on end.

So this baby is going to drink human blood?
It quickly licked up the blood on the ground, then when it looked up and happened to see me peeking at him, it laughed and "giggled" and crawled back onto my bed.

I watched it climb up, with my blood still stained on the edge of my lips, and the bad feeling in my heart became more and more intense.

When it stared at my bleeding fingers with its black eyes, I really felt a little panic.

I waited for a little while, thinking that if it did anything else, I would have to find a way to take it away.But it sat down on my quilt, lowered its head pitifully, as if it was wronged.

Seeing this scene, I wondered if I was too nervous.

It's a ghost, so it's not surprising that it likes bloody things. If it doesn't eat this, what can it eat?It just bitten my finger. If it really wanted to harm me, wouldn't it be more straightforward to jump up and bite my neck just now.

Thinking of this, I calmed down a little. I looked at my bloody fingers and the few bright red tooth marks on them.

"Are you hungry?" I asked it tentatively.

Although it can't speak, it can actually understand people's speech. When I asked, it raised its head and "giggled" and laughed.It's like the laughter of an old record cassette, but I'm used to it after a long time.

I was helpless, thinking that it had been by my side for so long anyway, and I was reluctant to leave now.Looking at his fingers, he could only sigh, and then slowly brought them to his mouth.

The ghost baby's eyes lit up, and he wrung his little hands and looked at me hesitantly, as if he was afraid that I would ignore it again.

"All right, all right, just don't bite me." I urged impatiently.

I don't quite understand what's wrong with me, even if this baby is cute, it's someone else's baby, and I actually feed it with my own blood, isn't it very sick?

The ghost baby didn't know the contradictions and pains in my heart, she looked very happy and came up to her. She opened her mouth, like a baby sucking my ****, and sucked my finger, and then sucked slowly. suck it up.

It's not as painful as when I was bitten just now, but it's just a slight tingling sensation, and I can even feel my own blood flowing out.

I can't help but look at it nervously, although I don't mind drinking a little of it, but if it's too much, it's a question of whether I will lose too much blood.

It's a pity that although I was staring at it, I couldn't feel how much blood I was bleeding. After a while, I didn't see it let go, but I only felt that the yin in the ward was getting heavier.

I felt a little cold, and even started to shiver, and couldn't help pulling up the quilt.

But when I did this, I couldn't pull my quilt at all.

I was taken aback for a moment, and then looked carefully at the ghost baby pressing my quilt, only to find that it had grown up in a circle.

It was only as big as two palms before, but now it looks as long as an arm.And its pair of eyes are also a little darker. This kind of eyes reminds me of many things, but absolutely none of them are good associations.

I started to regret it a little.

But when I wanted to pull out my arm, I felt that my hand was tightly hugged by it, and I couldn't break free.I opened my mouth wide to shout, but I couldn't make a sound.

Now I completely understand, I don't know if this ghost baby did it on purpose, but if I don't want to stop it, I guess I really have to explain it here.

"Let's rely on, let the old lady loose."

It was a matter of my life, so I didn't care about the pain, I stretched out my feet from the bed, and kicked the ghost baby hanging from my hand.But I don't know how much blood it sucked from me, but I kicked it up, but it didn't shake it at all.

At this time, with my movements, I also clearly felt a sense of dizziness, which is definitely a symptom of excessive blood loss, because I don't feel dizzy.

I was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on my head, but I couldn't shake it off. I just watched this ghost baby suck my blood, grow up little by little, and finally blood oozed out of its eye sockets.

I was terrified and didn't expect it to stop at this time.I quickly withdrew my arm, but my physical condition was already very bad. It was just such a small movement, but it made me break out in a cold sweat.

The consciousness is getting more and more blurred, but I dare not relax my spirit at all.

—Ghost knows what would happen if I passed out.I don't want to go to hell and meet certain people.

His child is still in my stomach, if he catches me and dies, maybe he will let me go through the ten hells one by one.

"You..." I tried to talk to the ghost baby, but I was really tired.

That kind of fatigue is not mental, but from my body. I don't know how much blood has been sucked away, which makes me gasp for breath no matter what I do now.My mind was so buzzing that I couldn't even feel anything around me.

This made me ignore that ghost baby.Knowing that I had lost too much blood, and that it could easily kill me if I make a fuss, I pressed the emergency call button on the bedside with my last effort.

The moment the button lit up, I lost the last bit of strength and fell straight off the bed.

Before I lost consciousness, in the last scene, I saw the ghost baby standing on my bed, looking down at me coldly.Unlike its previous innocence, it appeared somewhat evil because of the two streams of blood flowing from its eye sockets.

(End of this chapter)

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