Chapter 117 Be good, let go first!
"Why does my sister have to care about others? She was like this before. I don't like it very much."
Jiang Ci seemed to be thinking of something, his brows were tightly frowned.
But the strength of holding her waist in his hands did not relax at all.
And this strength also successfully made Cen Qing aware of the situation he was in.
"Let go first!"
What's wrong with coming over for a hug when you disagree?
Struggling to get up, Jiang Ci's shackles became tighter.
In desperation, Cen Qing could only use the tone of coaxing a child, and said softly,
"Hey, let go first, I'm a little dizzy."
Since she woke up, she felt that her body was a little strange.
The previous symptoms of discomfort disappeared, but instead she wanted something.
I feel empty in my heart and want to fill it with something.
This feeling made her extremely anxious.
And Jiang Ci heard that she was uncomfortable, and quickly let go of her obediently.
"Then sister, let's have breakfast first."
As he spoke, Jiang Ci picked up Cen Qing and brought him to the dining table.
Cen Qing, who was suddenly weightless, could only hold on to Jiang Ci's clothes.
"I can go by myself!"
Being carried around by others made her look like a useless person.
"But just now my sister said that she was dizzy."
Jiang Ci's black eyes are full of innocence, he always has something to stop Cen Qing's mouth.
Like an awkward brat.
All right, she is an adult now, don't care about children.
But when he saw that there was only a goblet on the dining table with some bright red liquid in it, Cen Qing's heart skipped a beat.
What kind of demon does this brat want to be?
Placing Cen Qing on the main seat, Jiang Ci sat beside her, holding the glass to her lips.
For a moment, the smell of blood rushed straight into Cen Qing's nose.
Inside... is blood!
But strangely, Cen Qing didn't feel any nausea.
On the contrary, she could smell the sweetness in it.
I want to drink that half cup of blood!
And this desire is still expanding infinitely.
Swallowing, Cen Qing forced himself to look away from the table, and said with difficulty,
"What I need is food, not this thing!"
She is not a vampire, why does she have a thirst for blood?
It must be an illusion!
But the sweet smell wafting from the tip of her nose kept provoking Cen Qing's nerves.
Click, click again.
And Jiang Ci stood up, walked around behind Cen Qing, held her shoulder with his palm, and asked softly,
"Is my sister really not needed?"
"unnecessary!"
Cen Qing stared at his dark pupils, and refused word by word.
It's just that the blood in the cup is still tempting her all the time.
What exactly is going on?
Cen Qing called the system in his mind.
But in front of Jiang Ci, the big devil, the system can only pretend that it didn't hear it, and continue to wander.
May Amen bless the host.
"Since we don't need it, let's not drink it."
Jiang Ci did not continue to persecute her, but instead arranged a new meal.
Western Chinese style, everything is available, exuding an attractive aroma.
But Cen Qing didn't have the slightest appetite, instead his head hurt even more.
She had a hunch that as long as she drank that cup of blood, she could get rid of this symptom.
She like this somehow reminded Cen Qing of zombies who only know how to eat flesh and blood.
So, you must not be tempted!
"My sister wants to eat all the meals here, why don't you eat?"
Seeing that she didn't move her chopsticks for a long time, Jiang Ci asked with a smile.
It seems that she is not too surprised by her abnormality.
Taking a glass of milk, Cen Qing forced himself to drink it.
But as soon as the milk reached her mouth, she tasted a fishy smell, which made it difficult for her to drink it.
Obviously this glass of milk has added condensed milk, it is her favorite thing to drink!
Looking at the exquisite waffles on the dinner plate, Cen Qing didn't even have any appetite.
On the contrary, it was even more disgusting.
"What the **** is wrong with my body?"
Cen Qing pushed the dinner plate aside, and his eyes fell on Jiang Ci beside him.
He is probably the only one who can give her the answer.
"It's just a sequela of excessive use of abilities."
Jiang Ci said it simply, but Cen Qing didn't buy it.
"What kind of sequelae will make me thirst for blood?"
This is something she is not ashamed of!
For a while, Cen Qing's tone also raised several decibels.
But Jiang Ci was still smiling, as obedient as a big dog.
Cen Qing was so angry that neither scolded nor beat him.
"This kind of situation is not uncommon for people with supernatural powers, so sister, it's nothing."
Pushing the glass in front of her again, Jiang Ci was sure that she would not knock it over in anger.
Because, her desire for blood no longer allowed her to do so.
"I've never heard of such a thing!"
Including the book, there is no mention of sequelae.
Isn't Jiang Ci fooling her?
“Just because you haven’t heard of it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”
"My sister's psychic ability is very powerful, and the sequelae of overuse will also be greater."
Headaches are only a small part.
The longer the delay, the more obvious the symptoms of sequelae.
"Then I want to see how big this sequelae will be!"
Pushing away the glass in front of him, Cen Qing was about to stand up, but felt dizzy.
Fortunately, Jiang Ci had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and helped her in time.
So as not to let Cen Qing fall directly to the ground.
Embracing her waist, Jiang Ci didn't continue to say anything.
Just carried the person back to the room.
Only by making the bird feel the pain will make her more obedient.
After carrying her to the bed, Jiang Ci covered her with a quilt thoughtfully, and before leaving, he did not forget to say,
"Since my sister doesn't want to drink it, I can only put it in the refrigerator. After all, it is not a good habit to waste it."
Having a splitting headache, Cen Qing saw double images in front of his eyes, and couldn't even do simple thinking.
Not to mention going to Jin Siwen and others.
After Jiang Ci left, the system dared to bubble up.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was scolded by his own host.
【Shut up! Do not talk! Headache! 】
My head hurts at first, and now I have a system beeping there.
Cen Qing felt like his head was about to explode into fireworks.
The system that was yelled at was aggrieved, but shut up obediently.
Cold sweat slid down her forehead to her collarbone, and the girl's delicate face was covered with pain.
But even so, she had no intention of drinking that cup of blood.
Because she knew that once she had tasted blood, it would be very difficult to quit.
Jiang Ci stayed by the bed, wiping the sweat from her forehead little by little with a hot towel.
Look focused, as if dealing with fragile treasures in the world.
The dark color in the pupil is even deeper than the night sky.
(end of this chapter)