"If you tell me to leave and I leave, wouldn't that make me lose face?"

Yingqian pouted, threw the baseball bat aside, and walked back to the boy.

She raised her hand.

With the most ferocious expression on his face, he wiped away the blood on his cheek.

Don't say it yet.

A boy looks good when his face is covered in blood.

At this time, I wiped my face clean.

That appearance made Yingqian stunned.

She has met too many outstanding people.

But this young man's appearance is really extremely clean and pure.

Yingqian never thought that there could be someone in this world who could mix two completely different auras together.

A face like a high mountain flower.

And his body was covered in blood and stained with blood, and he had an aura like a sage.

It's a pity that such a beautiful person is about to die.

Yingqian glanced at the climbing rope tied around the boy's waist, sighed, and asked the system with a distressed look on his face:

"How many points?"

【Ah?】

"Antidote!"

[Ouch! That’s 280 points! Thank you for your patronage!]

In Yingqian's gloomy expression, the system wiped out her 280 points.

A tube of antidote with a strange blue light appeared in her pocket.

The outrageous thing is.

This fucking thing is also taken orally!

Ying Qian shook the test tube, and the blue liquid caused tiny ripples as she moved.

The system is a thief and a traitor.

The medicine exchanged is always good for one person.

Yingqian can't take any advantage at all.

She pushed the boy roughly and said angrily:

"Dalang, take your medicine."

The boy didn't respond.

He lowered his head as if asleep.

"Hey, I've already poured out the medicine, why don't you die?"

Only then did Yingqian panic. She slapped the young man's handsome face mercilessly and kept muttering:

"You haven't done anything to repay my life-saving grace! You must not die!"

The boy's eyes were closed tightly, and his breathing had become extremely weak.

Although he hasn't turned into a zombie yet.

But I guess.

There shouldn't be much time left.

Yingqian's eyes flickered between the antidote and the boy.

"You can't, do you want me to feed it to him? This is too forbidden!"

She hesitated for a moment.

Thinking about this tube of antidote, it cost her 280 points.

It can never be wasted.

Besides...

If he is really the male protagonist.

Maybe the favorability level will be maxed out immediately.

Yingqian gritted his teeth, held the antidote in his mouth, half-knelt in front of the boy, held his chin, and then kissed him ferociously.

The antidote doesn't taste very good.

It's sour and bitter.

Mixed with the smell of blood on the boy's lips.

Get weirder.

Yingqian resisted the urge to retreat and handed the antidote in his mouth to the young man.

Although he was unconscious.

But I can feel a soft touch on my lips.

The sweet and cool liquid rushed into the throat.

It soothes the burning pain in the body.

The young man slowly opened his eyes.

I saw Yingqian's eyes full of shock.

Damn it!

Why did he wake up?

She originally planned to wait until the boy recovered, then add fuel to the fire and make up a story to save his life.

I didn’t expect to be caught at this time!

What has Yingqian become now?

Take advantage of someone's illness.

Kiss-stealing pervert?

After sending the last bit of the antidote, Yingqian immediately backed away, wiping her mouth and talking nonsense with a serious face:

"Are you hallucinating? It's so pitiful. You may be turning into a zombie. I heard that before you turn into a zombie, you will see some messy things, but in reality, there is absolutely nothing that has happened!"

She's still trying to make amends.

But the young man slowly raised his hand and touched his lips.

There was still a little taste of antidote at the corners of his lips.

"you..."

As soon as the young man opened his mouth, Yingqian rushed to speak:

"I'll give you something to eat. You might be fine, but it's not guaranteed."

She spoke too quickly.

All of a sudden.

I can't even breathe.

There was a light blush on her cheeks.

His eyes were even more evasive.

I would rather look at the photo of the muscular man at the counter than take a look at the boy.

The young man's eyes kept falling on Ying Qian.

The finger pressed against the lips can still feel the faint scent of rose besides the antidote.

He wasn't quite sober just now.

I still remember that incredibly soft feeling.

"Lu Qi."

The young man suddenly spoke.

He leaned against the wall, stretched his long legs, and his eyes, which were darker than the abyss, were still looking at Yingqian.

He said:

"My name is Lu Qi."
To be continued...