Idiot Evil God! Why Does Kissing Make You Pass Out?

Suddenly bound into a dungeon game, Shen Zhizhi pretends to be a naive newbie and accepts the task of role-playing as a yandere. Then, while acting... she becomes a real yandere.

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Chapter 119 The beauty who has been ill for a long time: Sister, I don’t want to take medicine (6)

Shen Zhizhi nodded.

She entered the kitchen under the chef's eager gaze.

The kitchen was very clean, with many pieces of meat from unknown animals piled together.

Shen Zhizhi didn’t recognize him, so she didn’t take a second look.

After picking a few steaks from the refrigerator and finding a few packets of instant noodles, Shen Zhizhi went to pick vegetables.

There are very few vegetables.

All you can see are a few green vegetables and cabbages.

Shen Zhizhi held it all in her arms.

So the chef met a head nurse with her arms full of vegetables.

The bright white clothes were soaked with juice from being rubbed by the vegetable leaves.

You can vaguely see some traces of clothes inside.

The chef's eyes widened, his mouth dry, "Sister Bai Luan, let me help you and send it to your room..."

“I can do it myself.” Shen Zhizhi rejected the chef’s enthusiasm.

The chef nodded regretfully.

I watched the tall figure disappear in the cafeteria reluctantly.

Why.

When will he, a chef who only knows how to chop meat and cut vegetables, learn skin suturing techniques?

The chef looked on anxiously and sighed repeatedly.

Shen Zhizhi didn’t waste any time and rushed to the seventh floor in one breath.

There was a man standing at the door of 748.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind, shining like snow, illuminating a corridor.

Hearing the movement on the stairs, the long-haired boy shook his head and quickly raised his extremely clear glass-colored eyes.

There was light in the lifeless eyes.

Full of energy.

"elder sister."

He waited for half an hour, thinking that she had really left him and ran away.

He was about to tear up the copy space and bring her back.

Finally, she came back.

I also brought a lot of food.

Yan Yuan's eyes were soft, and his cold face was covered with a layer of warmth.

"Are you tired carrying so many things up the stairs?"

He took the vegetables from Shen Zhizhi's arms, and underneath were four or five pieces of fat and tender steaks, and two or three packets of instant noodles.

The steak was very thick and heavy to hold. Yan Yuan noticed that the head nurse's hands, which had been swollen, had turned red again.

It was scratched by the frozen beef.

Yan Yuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, and an unprecedented feeling spread throughout his limbs.

There was a crimson glow in his clear eyes.

"Sister, hand..."

Shen Zhizhi replied that she was not tired, and then she heard Yan Yuan's voice sounding strange.

"Does your hand hurt?"

Shen Zhizhi looked at her hands doubtfully, they were clean and had no wounds.

What hurts?

Yan Yuan threw the dishes into the kitchen and pulled the dazed Shen Zhizhi to sit on the sofa.

He had a tube of light yellow ointment in his hand.

He squeezed out some and carefully smeared the back of Shen Zhizhi's hand.

Shen Zhizhi squinted her eyes, and it took her a while to realize that something was wrong. It turned out that a spot on the back of her hand was red.

The red one is not clear, you can only see it if you look carefully.

Babies have sharp attention spans.

Yan Yuan applied the makeup carefully, his body tilted, the loose hospital gown could not cover the gorgeous scenery, his beautiful collarbone was dazzlingly white, and something even more beautiful could be vaguely seen.

Still holding the pipa, half covering her face.

The long, beautiful, silky hair, swaying faintly, brings this feeling to the extreme.

Shen Zhizhi’s breathing became heavy.

Think of the sun.

Yan Yuan thought that it was his own application that hurt his sister, so he softened his movements.

“Actually, I’m not hungry…”

"If my sister hadn't gone looking for ingredients, her hand wouldn't have been injured again... It's all my fault. It's my fault."

His tone was cold, tinged with a sense of guilt and sadness.

The beauty lowered her eyes, looking both fairy-like and pure.

"Don't blame Yu'an."

"It's my sister who wants to cook for Yu'an."

Shen Zhizhi said, "It's my sister's problem. She's too careless and always hurts herself."

Yan Yuan took over the sentence and said, "I can take care of my sister."

Shen Zhizhi laughed, her laughter low and hoarse, "Yuan, you are a patient, and I will take care of you if you need any care."

After applying the medicine, Yan Yuan put a Band-Aid on the red area.

"I can take good care of my sister even when she's sick."

Shen Zhizhi smiled and asked, "Can you take care of other aspects?"

Yan Yuan put away the ointment, his brows filled with confusion, "Which aspect?"

Although he has never taken care of anyone, even if he has never eaten pork, hasn't he seen a pig run?

Taking care of people is not difficult.

Shen Zhizhi's hand without a band-aid ripped open two buttons of Yan Yuan's clothes.

Her fingers gently stroked the texture of his tight abdominal muscles.

Although Yan Yuan is thin, his waist and abdomen are strong, and he has a thin layer of abdominal muscles.

Shen Zhizhi clearly felt the abdominal muscles tremble under her fingers.

She smiled maliciously, and drew out the last line of her voice, "In this regard——"

"Will you let your sister play with it?"

Yan Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and shock and embarrassment flashed across his eyes.

At this moment, his mind suddenly became clear and he thought of her previous words and actions.

He had buttoned his shirt, but she undid it again...

Was she after his body from the very beginning?

Yan Yuan was at a loss, his cold long hair sticking to his cheeks. He could feel the heat on his cheeks melting the coldness of his hair.

His shyness is very special, like the first snow in late winter, a thin layer repeatedly stacked up to become a thick layer of snow.

Yan Yuan didn't look in the mirror, but he knew his face must be red.

After all, any hand that came into his sight turned pink.

He is now filled with shame.

"I, I'm not a casual person."

Yan Yu'an took a long time to come up with these words.

Although he said so, he didn't move his body at all, allowing Shen Zhizhi to tease him.

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