Chapter 603: I Can't Do It

t, Shen Zhuo caught this long-lost small hand and pulled it hard, pulling this woman's body tightly into his embrace. 。He was tall and handsome, while she was thin and petite. 。This embrace was very w...Xia Xuanling shook her head with a look of sorrow.

Every time, he would struggle until he was exhausted before falling asleep quietly. However, he usually struggled the entire night, so when he recovered to his normal state, he was always mentally drained.

Tong Yi Mo looked at Pei Jin Che's painful appearance, her mind recalling his face as he transfused blood for her in the laboratory.

Perhaps it was the image in her mind that gave her the idea of repaying her gratitude.

Tong Yimo ignored Xia Xuanling's obstruction and walked straight towards Pei Jinche.

Pei Jincheng's eyes were blood-red, and facing her breath, he became even more frenzied.

Xia Xuanling was so frightened that she didn't dare to approach, and looked away in dismay.

The next moment, she saw Tong Yimo raise her hand and extend her slender wrist towards Pei Jince.

With a sudden "nip," Pei Jinche bit onto Tong Yimo's wrist without warning.

Xia Xuanling was stunned, covering her mouth and widening her eyes.

Tong Yimo winced in pain, her brow furrowing tightly, but she didn't flinch.

A metallic smell gradually filled the air.

Xia Xuanling couldn't believe what she was seeing right now.

Bai Jinche was sucking on Tong Yimo's wrist blood, slowly he calmed down, then slowly closed his eyes, and let go of his mouth to fall asleep.

"Are you alright" Xia Xuanling recovered quickly and hurried forward to check on Tong Yimo.

Tong Yimo shielded the wound bitten by Pei Jinche with her own hand, gazing thoughtfully at Pei Jinche who was slumped in a steel chair, asleep with his head bowed.

"I'll go get the medicine box and bandage you up!" Xia Xuanling continued.

After her thoughts were pulled back, Tong Yimo shook her head slightly and declined, "No need. I should go back."

"Your wounds, are you really not worried about them" Xia Xuanling said with concern.

Tong Yimo forced a smile and replied, "It's nothing, just a minor injury. You take care of him! I'm leaving first."

Xia Xuanling saw that Tong Yimo insisted on rejecting his kindness, so he no longer forced her to stay.

She escorted her to the doorstep. As they parted ways, she still said, “Thank you.”

But Tong Yimo just smiled and passed it off.

After leaving Pei Jinche's apartment, Tong Yimo walked back, only letting go of her hand to check the wound on her wrist.

were two gaping, bloody holes where teeth had sunk in, just like the bite marks you see on vampires in movies.

Will she, after all this, also become a "monster" like Bae Jin Cheol

Tong Yimo's expression began to cloud over.

Perhaps because of excessive blood loss, she felt dizzy.

Just as she was about to faint, she suddenly felt her body fall into a warm embrace.

"Yi Mo!" A familiar and pleasing voice rang in her ear.

Closing her eyes, she only saw a blurry face.

When she opened her eyes again, Tong Yimo smelled the scent of medicine.

"You're finally awake" Lian Huasheng stood by the bed, his tone neither warm nor cold.

Tong Yimo turned her head to look at the owner of the voice.

"What's wrong with me"

"You're so good to A Che! Giving him your blood, not afraid that A Chen will tear you apart when he finds out!" Lian Huasheng clicked his tongue, it was completely unclear who he was speaking to.

Tong Yimo propped herself up and sat up, frowning gloomily and asking, "Isn't my older brother home"

"He's in the kitchen, busy simmering a nourishing blood tonic for you." Lian Huasheng curled his lips and raised an eyebrow.

This woman is truly capable. She managed to tame Cold Night, this wild wolf, into submission.

A man who never cooked before now cooks.

It's the times that are changing.

"In the future... won't I... also become like Pei Jincheng" Tong Yimo lowered her eyes, asking with a melancholy heart.

Lianhua Sheng, however, propped up one arm with the other, stroking his chin thoughtfully as he replied, “You wouldn’t become like A Che, but your blood could be the antidote to his ailment. Could it be that your purpose is this”

"Does Big Brother know about this" Tong Yimo asked worriedly.

Chenghua came to himself, his hands spread wide: "There's nothing he doesn't know."

"Yi Mo, I've finished simmering the wolfberry and pork liver soup. Drink it while it's hot." At this time, Leng Ye walked in with a tray of food.

He was still wearing an apron, and in his hands he held a tray with a bowl of steaming meat soup.

Lianhua sensed the delicious aroma and hurried forward to take a bite, but Leng Yecheng swatted him away with his hand.

"If you want to eat, go get it yourself. This bowl is watery." Leng Yechen said seriously.

Lienhua couldn't help but complain: "You, a man who prioritizes sex over friendship!"

On a cold night, Chen Yi sat nonchalantly at the bedside, picked up a bowl and spoon, scooped out a spoonful, and blew it cool before putting it to his mouth.

Lianhua left feeling awkward. He didn't want to stay here and be a third wheel, so he left the room without saying a word.

Tong Yimo couldn't help but smile as she watched Lian Huasheng walk away. "Doctor Lian is much more interesting than that old man Lian!"

"Come, try it. It's a pity that I can't make the taste you used to make for me!" Leng Yechen handed the porcelain spoon to Tong Yimo's mouth and said with emotion.

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