He suddenly came out from the supernatural space just to ask her such a nonsense question?
Chen Yan put away the Red Flame Dagger.
When Feng Xingyao heard this, his face froze slightly.
Chen Yan said: "I am very tired. If you have something to say, tell me. If not, go back."
This is considered an expulsion order for Feng Xingyao.
Hearing this, Feng Xingyao smiled and said, "You've suffered so many injuries, can you recover before the entrance test?"
Chen Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you want to say?"
Feng Xingyao slowly approached, his handsome face enlarged in front of Shen Yan's eyes. His skin was so good, without a single blemish. His eyes seemed affectionate, with a hint of smile, making people fall into his whirlpool accidentally.
"I owe you three conditions, and now I can fulfill one of them."
His sudden approach made Chen Yan frown.
Only then did Chen Yan realize that she and Feng Xingyao were sleeping in the same bed, with only about six inches of distance between their bodies.
Chen Yan's brows furrowed even more: "What exactly do you want to say?"
His black hair was scattered messily and fell on his shoulders. His eyebrows were deep and his eyes were deep, giving him a look of evil and enchantment. The corners of his eyes were slightly lowered, and he glanced at her with a smile.
A faint smile played on his lips: "I can make your injury disappear."
Chen Yan narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard this.
She actually guessed that his blood could heal other people's injuries, but she didn't expect that today, he would reveal his secrets bit by bit in front of her.
Feng Xingyao's action made Chen Yan feel complicated.
She was indeed seriously injured.
However, she didn't want Feng Xingyao to help her.
Just when she was about to open her mouth to refuse, Feng Xingyao's pleasant voice slowly came.
"If you're not in good physical condition, how are you going to stand out in that academy entrance exam? Chen Yan, I know you want to find your brother."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yan suddenly raised her eyes to look at Feng Xingyao, and their eyes met.
Feng Xingyao's eyes were cold and he seemed to have no emotion when he looked at her.
He opened his red lips slightly: "I just want to complete your three requests as soon as possible, and then... leave."
Hearing this, Chen Yan sat up and sat face to face with him.
Chen Yan was silent for a moment: "Okay."
Feng Xingyao cut his fingertip and blood oozed out. Then he put his finger to her mouth and signaled with his eyes.
Chen Yan lowered her eyes to look at his fingers, hesitated for a few seconds, opened her mouth slightly, and when she was about to take them in her mouth, she suddenly stopped.
The next moment, she closed her mouth.
Feng Xingyao looked at her in confusion, as if he didn't understand why she stopped.
Chen Yan turned around and saw the teacup on the table not far away. She then concentrated her spiritual power and sucked it over. Then she directly grasped his fingers and squeezed blood into the teacup.
Feng Xingyao was stunned for a moment. His fingers were held by soft and warm hands, and the stinging pain from the wound on his fingertips was negligible.
He lowered his eyes to look at the girl in front of him. She lowered her head, her eyebrows were serious, and her slightly messy hair hung down, giving her an indescribable feeling.
Feng Xingyao looked at her in a trance, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
After Chen Yan finished squeezing out the blood, she raised her head and was about to say "yes" to Feng Xingyao when his figure disappeared in an instant.
It feels like running away.
He returned to the supernatural space.
Chen Yan frowned slightly, and she asked Feng Xingyao through voice transmission: "Why did you go back so soon?"
Feng Xingyao smiled slightly: "You can't bear to leave me?"
Chen Yan: “…”
Chen Yan ignored him and looked at the teacup in her hand. The blood squeezed out was not much, but she felt it was enough.
She hesitated for a few seconds and silently said to herself, don't treat Feng Xingyao as a human being, treat him as a fox, and what she wants to drink now is fox blood.
She drank it all in one gulp.
Soon, her injuries healed at an extremely fast speed, but then her body began to feel hot.
She felt a little uncomfortable and dizzy.
Chen Yan immediately informed Feng Xingyao of her situation, and then asked in confusion, "Why do I feel this way?"
In the supernatural space, Feng Xingyao frowned and his eyes deepened. He thought that Chen Yan could withstand the side effects of his blood, but he missed one point, that is, Chen Yan's power was so weak that it was almost nothing and could not be compared with those people.
Chen Yan's exposed skin was all red at this time, and her body was even smoking.
"Feng Xingyao!" Chen Yan wanted to get his answer now.
And the next moment, the man appeared on the bed. He reached out and held Chen Yan in his arms. Chen Yan subconsciously wanted to resist and escape, but was pressed on the bed by the man.
"Don't move." The man's low and hoarse voice came.
Chen Yan felt dizzy. She tried to open her eyes and stared at him intently, with a cold look that seemed to say, "Even if she dies, she will drag him down to hell." "Your blood..."
"Don't worry, there's no poison."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xingyao leaned over.
Chen Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and a large shadow came over her. When a soft touch fell between her brows, her whole body froze, and she was a little bit unbelievable for a moment.
He's kissing her?!
Just as Chen Yan was about to summon the Red Flame Dagger to teach this scoundrel a lesson, his clear and pleasant voice rang in her ears.
"Don't move. I'll help you absorb the excess blood and energy."
Chen Yan's mind was a little confused now, and she was still in a dizzy state because she drank his blood.
But she could clearly feel his body temperature and breath.
Feng Xingyao's red lips were still a little distance away from her eyebrows, and the faint blood light between Chen Yan's eyebrows was sucked into Feng Xingyao's mouth.
Chen Yan opened her eyes and looked at him. Although her vision was a little blurry, she could vaguely see his slightly tense neckline. His black hair fell on her neck, causing a tingling sensation.
Her heart seemed to be beating a little faster.
Chen Yan's eyes gradually focused, and her mind was not so dizzy anymore. Somehow, she asked a question.
"Feng Xingyao, are you really a fox?"
"You don't like foxes?"
"That's not the question I'm asking. If you are a fox, I will treat you as a fox. If you are not, I will..."
"What do you mean?" Feng Xingyao's eyes revealed an indescribable evil smile.
Chen Yan pursed her lips: "Nothing."
Feng Xingyao pressed on: "If I were a fox, would you want to keep me as a pet? If not, what would you want to keep me as?"
Chen Yan suddenly felt that she shouldn't have brought up this topic. Whether he was a fox or not had nothing to do with her.
"Get out of the way."
Chen Yan's voice stopped abruptly, and her heart skipped a beat, because Feng Xingyao kissed her between the eyebrows, and he also leaned close to her neck as if to sniff her scent. His breath was so aggressive that she froze instantly.
"Chen Yan, you want to know about me. What is your identity?" His ending tone was elongated, and his lazy voice seemed to have a different kind of gentleness.
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