Fast wear male god is super fierce

Chapter 1

Naruto blinked and took a step back.

So fierce!

The young man's eyes were gradually replaced by spreading red, with interlaced bloodshot eyes.

The slender, white fingers were bound by tight iron chains, and they also shook a little.

In the quiet laboratory, there was the sound of iron clashing and shaking.

This laboratory is not as bright as usual, there is only one light shining on the top of his head, and the red eyes are more and more bloody.

oh oh oh.

Nan Qian pursed her lips and looked at the young man with resentful eyes, full of grievances.

"I'm still feeding you bread, you're killing me!"

The voice is soft, but full of confidence.

Well, very good, the first step in the perfect strategy of the male god!
His tone was like cotton candy, fluttering against his chest.

The boy in front of him immediately calmed down.

Fingers curled up slowly, still looking at Nan Qian sharply.

Doubt and confusion.

The corners of Nanqian's mouth curled up, and his eyes shone like stars.

But his fingers tore a piece of his clothes fiercely, and slowly bent down.

The young man didn't notice her movement, and suddenly took a step back and pressed against the wall tightly.

The iron chain in his hand hit the wall hard because of the shaking, making a muffled sound.

He didn't want to hurt her, but he was afraid of being hurt.

Nan Qian carefully tied up his wound with cloth strips, and his fingers were stained with blue blood.

Is he an elf?It turned out to be blue.

Such a beautiful color.

His lips moved slightly, and at the same time as he got up, the tip of his tongue was licking the blood on his fingers.

no taste.

Feeling his body against the wall, he said seriously: "I don't eat people."

Then he turned around cautiously and looked towards the door, lowering his voice, "I'll come and save you later, okay?"

Careful, very well-behaved.

Hmph, look at me!

"Need not."

His voice was hoarse, it must have been a long time since he spoke, the two words were stiff and emotionless.

Nan Qian pouted her cherry red lips, looked at the boy, feeling wronged.

"why?"

Has the male god been beaten stupid?
The boy narrowed his pupils and looked at Nanqian again, the scarlet pupils seemed to suck Nanqian in.

The body also trembled a little.

The hoarse voice sounded again, "Get out!"

Nan Qian: "??"

Wronged!

His ears moved slightly, as if he heard the sound of the door.

Put on a smiley face instantly.

All with a proud look, "Come on!"

He turned and left without hesitation.

The boy looked at the cloth strips wrapped around his arms. The bandages were messy, but at least he was gentle.

Squinting pupils, curling up lips in disdain.

……

Nan Jing walked in gracefully, seeing the boy's almost perfect lines, but still so handsome and decadent, she sat in front of him.

There was obsession in his eyes, which disappeared instantly.

The tone was pitiful, yet gentle, "I knew that my sister has always been like that..."

"You said that she doesn't like her father, so... Father insists on letting her harm you, and she can't do anything about it."

"Xing Mu, don't blame her."

As he spoke, tears flowed from his eyes.

The pear blossoms were raining, and she specially painted a very pitiful makeup look today.

Sucking his nose, he looked up again to observe Xiang Mu's expression.

Can't see anything.

The young man kept his eyes down, his hands were tightly bound and were already red and swollen.

The whole body is cold and hard with scars.

But one can imagine the wonderful touch of the touch of fingers sliding all over him.

"Xiangmu, don't worry, I will find the antidote with my sister, and... I'm sorry, I actually gave Nan Qian that bread, but I didn't expect that she actually put medicine in it!"

(End of this chapter)