The young woman quickly grabbed his wrist, tearing her wound open.
"Rip."
The man frowned, saying softly, "If you have something to say, just say it."
Xu Qian's face was pale, her pain too intense to speak.
This was not an act; it was genuine agony.
For a good impression, she could endure it!
After a while, she recovered and asked, "Do you want to drink blood?"
Song Xiaoping froze. How did she know?
Xu Qian's lips pressed together tightly. Xiao Ping and Xu Lu liked her blood, and so did Song Xiaoping.
Besides, his symptoms were too obvious; his eyes were practically glowing.
And, didn't he bring her back to his room with a clear intention?
She picked a small bead of blood from her arm with her fingertip and gently dabbed a tiny bit onto his lips.
His already red lips turned blood-red, making him even more alluring.
The man's tongue lightly licked, and the sweet scent immediately flooded his mind.
His eyes lit up, and he grabbed her arm, licking it, carefully avoiding the wound, leaving no part untouched.
Xu Qian let him, though it tickled a bit.
She couldn't help but try to retract her arm, but he held it fast.
"Knock knock knock."
A woman ran in, out of breath.
"Boss... I."
She saw their leader kneeling on one knee, licking Xu Qian's arm??
The woman's face turned beet red, and she turned to leave.
Would their leader kill her?
What had she seen?
"Come here."
The woman stopped, slowly turning back.
Their leader was already standing. Xu Qian's face was flushed, clearly from shyness.
She immediately went over and released her ability at the wound.
Soon, the wound healed automatically.
"Leader, I'll be going now."
The woman was so embarrassed she didn't know where to put her hands and turned to leave.
"What should be said, what shouldn't be said..."
A chill ran down the woman's spine, feeling that her life was in danger.
She turned and gave a perfect 90-degree bow, saying urgently, "Leader, I promise I won't say anything about you kneeling on the ground..."
"Shut up! Get out."
The woman shut her mouth and quickly left, closing the door behind her.
Xu Qian leaned against the head of the bed, her eyes curved into a smile. Even with her hair loose, she was exquisitely beautiful.
"I didn't expect the leader to care about his reputation."
[Ding, Xiao Ping's favorability +3, total favorability is 85.]
Song Xiaoping's eyebrows softened. The blood had put him in a good mood.
"You rest, I'll handle the rest."
With that, Song Xiaoping turned and left without hesitation.
He felt his level was about to break through. It seemed he couldn't delay any longer. He would absorb the crystal core tonight to upgrade.
Then, all the zombies would be under his control.
Xu Qian raised her eyebrows indifferently, a little disappointed that it was so little.
She couldn't wait to leave him.
Being by his side was too suffocating; she was constantly being schemed against.
Although he was very good to her and his favorability was high, it didn't feel like love.
She was just a pet he liked very much.
He would come to play when he liked her, and could discard her anytime when he didn't.
This feeling made her very uncomfortable. Even though Xu Lu, Xiao Ping, and Song Xiaoping were the same person, and Song Xiaoping possessed all the memories.
In her eyes, they were completely different.
She wished he were still the dual-personality Xiao Ping.
Xu Qian pulled up the covers and closed her eyes. The dizziness from excessive blood loss made her feel uncomfortable.
Soon, she fell asleep.
Evening.
Xu Qian was woken by muffled groans.
The young woman's eyelids fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.
It was dark all around, and no one was there.
She got out of bed barefoot and walked to the living room.
The man lay on the floor, howling in pain, his beautiful brown hair a mess.