[1] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 33.5 The Problem Lies In Me

His pupils shrank to almost invisible, his tooth unconsciously knocked on the lower lip and blood seeped out.

His eyes were filled with frenzies, like a sea of surging black waves when a storm came.

He raised a hand and landed it softly on her neck, gently strangling it.

“Die……”

He uttered an unconscious murmur, and the blood slowly overflowed from his broken lower lip, flowing down along the corner of his mouth.

Duan Ming was so anxious that it gouged with its four hooves.

You Wuming’s eyes were wide open with its pupil shrinking so much. He tilted his head, his face swayed gently, and leaned in front of her. The tip of his tongue gently licked the blood from the corners of his lips and looked at her strangely and morbidly.

The five fingers that fell on her neck trembled lightly, loosened and clenched in turn. His breath became fast and heavy, and the smile on the corner of his lips contained faint excitement. It was the blood-thirsty expectation when a predator held its prey’s neck and was about to pierce through with its sharp teeth.

A burst of fear rises inside Sang Yuanyuan’s heart.

She could see that this time his sickness is so thorough. More terrifying than ever.

At this moment, there was no time to think about the causes and consequences. She faced his twisted eyes and tried to make her eyes and voice gentle and calm.

She gently, as if using a coaxing voice, said: “You Wuming, I am your Little Mulberry.”

You Wuming’s body shook.

“Little……Mul……berry. ” He said hoarsely.

“The Little Mulberry who likes you.” She bent her eyes and brows, “The Little Mulberry in the sixth layer of Hidden Spirit Base. The Little Mulberry without any threat at all. “

“The Little Mulberry who says that she likes you every day, who gently kisses you every day.” She smiled at him.

“You Wuming, you said that every day you want my ‘like’ and also my ‘taste ‘. Don’t you remember? I’m your Little Mulberry……”

His eyes shook once again.

“Little Mulberry.”

He blankly stared at her for a while, and the surging huge black waves in his eyes gradually disappeared.

When his senses returned, he suddenly let go of his hand, as if he had been scalded.

A moment later, he leaned over and pulled her chin up. Looking at her neck, he looked left and looked right, and even brought his mouth close to her and blew her several times.

“Does it hurt?” He asked nervously.

In fact, he didn’t have time to exert his strength just now.

She asked aggrievedly, “What do you think?”

“It must hurt very much,” he tsk-ed and said ruefully. “Little Mulberry is made of water, delicate and weak that can’t stand even a slight touch.”

She looked as if she was badly injured, and leaning weakly in front of him, listening to his rain like heartbeat. She asked softly, “Why do you want to kill me all of a sudden? Did I do something wrong?”

You Wuming’s body stiffened. After a moment, his voice came out dryly: “No, the problem lies in me.”

She looked up at him and saw his eyes fiercely flashed.

“Has something bad happened here?” She asked carefully.

After a long time, he gave a hoarse ‘um’.

She softly leaned against him, stretched her neck strenuously to reach his face, and imprinted a shallow kiss on the corner of his lip.

Immediately, she slipped off like she had lost her strength, as if she would die in his arms at any time.