Eldest Miss’s Style Isn’t Right

"Then how do you want me to take good care of you?" She narrowed her eyes and looked at him.

"Other care doesn't work for me, I'm not a patient." So there's no need for a towel or anything, he needs her.

"help me……"

He looked at her, his eyes flashed, and then he smiled.

"Heal me."

His voice was hoarse.

"cure?"

Gu Qingyu was puzzled, "Didn't you say you're not injured?"

"Well, I'm not injured... But, I'm sick. My disease, only you can cure it." He looked at her fixedly, and then, under her gaze, stretched out his hand and pulled it apart without hesitation. His own buttons, when he was so sick, could still be so graceful.

Gu Qingyu watched him unbutton his shirt, revealing his attractive neck, and then slowly descended to see his sexy collarbone...

His eyes flickered, and then his beautiful hands stopped just like that.

She was stunned, looked up at him, as if asking him with her eyes: Why don't you continue to take off?

Mu Xuanqing couldn't help it for a while, his eyes were dyed with a thick smile, he looked up at her, "Gu Qingyu, bite me...heal me."

She looked at his exposed blood vessels and licked her lips subconsciously, completely unaware that she was like a womanizer, more like a vampire at the moment.

The sweetness of the energy was calling her, she couldn't help bullying her forward, getting closer and closer to him, he stood there fixedly, looking at her with an expression that regarded him as food, but he couldn't avoid it. Waiting for her little beast.

Food is just around the corner, and he also knows that she always wants his blood, although she doesn't know why she is different from other people, she seems to be very happy after drinking his blood, and she will be full of energy instantly, it doesn't matter if she doesn't sleep... …

He waited for her to come and offered himself voluntarily.

Unexpectedly, the little beast that feeds on him stopped in front of him, looked at him fixedly, and confirmed to him with his eyes:

May I?

He nodded, "Of course."

He lowered his eyelashes, raised his hand and stroked her soft hair gently, "Gu Qingyu, my blood... is highly poisonous."

She was stunned.

It is full of energy, how could it be highly poisonous?

"If anyone else touches it, they'll die. Oh, and myself... too."

He leaned there calmly and looked at her with a smile, "I'm like a container, oh, maybe like a cornucopia, which is generated once a month until the night of the full moon... My body finally can't bear it, and it becomes incomparable. Weakness... At this time, we need to expel them and wait for the body to automatically generate new blood, otherwise... I will die too."

She frowned, "It's not poison."

He was stunned.

"It's not poison, it's energy." She looked at him fixedly, "Your blood is full of energy..."

"energy……"

He was thoughtful.

Yes, he has thought of countless methods over the years, and even has his own special laboratory, treating himself as an experimental product, and scientists from the old man's information to help him study, but found that his blood can poison people, but it has no toxins.

Moreover, unless a certain amount is reached, he himself will not be poisoned to death.

It's just that blood needs to be exchanged.

The time it takes for him to generate fresh blood is shockingly fast.

He hates such an abnormal self, feels that he is a poisonous person, and does not want to contact anyone else.

After he became like this, he didn't even let his closest grandfather touch him. He felt that his body was dirty and terrible. If someone touched it, something would happen.