Chapter 130 Feed Me
Shi Ying stood up and his eyes met Manzhu again, with undisguised coldness in his eyes.
Although they both have stunning looks, their temperaments are completely different.
An expressionless, cold and fierce man.
A smile on the corner of his lips, gloomy and perverse.
In just a few seconds, Shi Ying looked away and passed by Manzhu.
Manzhu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the restless eyes inside, and turned away.
When I returned to the Aquatic Department, I saw that my teammates had all received treatment to some extent, and even several S-level orcs were able to fully recover their human form.
Little female, you are making progress faster than I thought.
He raised his hand and touched the newly grown scales at the corners of his eyes.
The pain in the spiritual sea spread throughout the body. Every step felt like stepping on countless steel nails, piercing through the bone marrow.
Darkness gathered in his dark green eyes, and a smile blossomed at the corners of his lips.
"clatter!"
"clatter!"
"clatter……"
Blood slid down the corners of his eyes, drawing strange purple lines, and drops of blood hit the wet stone surface, blurring out beautiful red plum blossoms.
A few tiny blood-stained scales were casually thrown into the flower bed.
pity……
Those damn scum, it's a relief for them if they die.
Manzhu slowly walked to the wall and raised the current intensity by another degree. The pointer had reached the top.
With a "splash", Manzhu jumped into the water and his long legs turned into a fish tail.
The electric current passed through his body, and more blood spread out, and as the current touched the scales, little blue lights burst out.
The fish's tail curled up, its sharp fins spread out, and a groan of pain escaped from its lips uncontrollably.
The violent mental force that wanted to break out of the cage struggled and unwillingly to calm down under the rough suppression.
I don’t know how long it took, but it was so long that the color of the blood in the aquarium began to dissipate.
Man Zhuxu held onto the glass to block it, looked down at the scarred black fishtail, and murmured: "It still doesn't work..."
…
When Shi Ying arrived at the treatment room, he saw Sang Qing sitting on a chair eating pastries. On the computer screen, there was a boring explanation of the common legal knowledge of the empire.
The white and tender fingertips with a light pink tint pinch the equally pink and delicate peach blossom-shaped pastry, which is so pleasing to the eye.
Sang Qing glanced at it indifferently, and when he saw it was Shi Ying, he withdrew his gaze and put the pastry into his mouth.
Shi Ying walked over, picked up the lid on the table and took a look. There was only a flower-shaped sticker in the middle, without any product information.
"When did you buy it?" Shi Ying asked with a raised eyebrow.
Sang Qing looked at the computer screen and said, "Manzhu sent it to me."
“Ka——”
Shi Ying squeezed a crack into the plastic box, and cold air emanated from his body.
Sang Qing was focused on the video and didn't hear the tiny sound.
But she felt a strong sense of being stared at.
Sang Qing raised his head and looked at it in confusion.
Shi Ying lowered her eyes and stared at the octagonal box in Sang Qing's arms, finding it an eyesore.
I couldn't suppress the irritability and violent emotions in my heart.
Oh.
How thoughtful! After thawing, he still remembered to bring some pastries for the little Bodhisattva.
There was no label on the box either, so it could only have been made by myself.
Making pastries for his little Bodhisattva personally, just thinking about it makes people... angry.
Very angry.
"Is it delicious?" Shi Ying's voice was dark and unclear due to the boredom he felt.
"It's delicious, sweet but not greasy, and the taste is just right." Sang Qing nodded honestly.
"Heh..." Shi Ying sneered mockingly.
He actually used so many words to praise it.
I don’t want the little Bodhisattva to praise others, not even the cakes.
Her long eyelashes cast a shadow, and the strong hostility in her eyes seemed to be overflowing.
The crack on the lid in his hand grew a little bigger, and the hand that was bending the corner of the table unconsciously exerted force.
Hate.
Hate all males who want to get close to the little Bodhisattva.
Sang Qing was puzzled. Why was Shi Ying angry again?
Did she not offend him?
Inexplicable.
Why is it that the frequency of Shiying's nervousness has been increasing recently?
Seeing Shi Ying staring at the pastry in his hand, could it be because of this?
Sang Qing handed the box forward and asked, "Would you like to eat?"
Looking at the genuine hesitation and confusion in the girl's eyes, Shi Ying felt as if his breath was stuck in his chest, unable to go up or down, and he felt very uncomfortable.
“…Feed me.”
Shi Ying leaned forward.
There was a hint of gnashing of teeth in his tone.
Sang Qing said nothing, took the box back, and picked up a piece of cake.
Put it into his mouth.
It's so troublesome.
Shi Ying was stunned for a moment, and understood what was in Sang Qing's eyes.
“…”
The little Bodhisattva was angry.
The air was stagnant and there was no response.
Sang Qing stared at the computer intently again. In the silent room, the only sound was the old man's old-fashioned and boring explanation of the law in the video.
She didn't even want to give him a glance.
Shi Ying suddenly calmed down.
When did he become such a fool?
He would get angry even if the little Bodhisattva ate a cake.
The little Bodhisattva liked to eat it, so he bought her many more delicious cakes in the future so that she would never want to eat Manzhu’s cakes again.
The little Bodhisattva has been in a bad mood these past two days, why would he make her angry?
He is crazy too.
Why bother arguing over a box of insignificant pastries?
Shi Ying put the lid back on the table and moved the chair to sit next to Sang Qing.
Watching Sang Qing eating pastries while watching videos on the computer.
A piece of cake was eaten in two bites.
When chewing, his cheeks move like a little hamster.
The law was explained from the law on the protection of female public order to the law specifically established for the nobility, but Sang Qing didn't even give him a spare glance.
He wanted to say something to break the dull atmosphere.
Show weakness, admit mistakes, or something else.
The target is a little Bodhisattva, so it’s not difficult.
But just as he opened his mouth, a whole piece of peach blossom cake was stuffed in his way.
The sweet taste instantly fills your entire mouth.
"Here you go, the last piece."
Shi Ying's forehead was throbbing, and the sticky feeling made him want to spit out the contents of his mouth immediately.
He doesn't like sweet food.
Especially pastries.
But he saw the doting in the little Bodhisattva's eyes, and her eyebrows were curved like a crescent moon.
Shi Ying chewed it twice and swallowed it all.
Sang Qing watched Shi Ying eat voraciously.
really.
Twisted Leopard.
I want to eat but I can't bring myself to do it.
Why bother?
Sang Qing exited the video and stood up. "I'm going to go get some printer paper from Assistant Xiao. There's an orc coming to me for treatment later. Can you help open the door?"
After Sang Qing left, Shi Ying drank several sips of water before dispelling the sticky feeling in her mouth.
He had a gloomy and unpleasant expression.
How did he swallow it?
It was still the pastry made by the male Manzhu.
It's really disgusting.
So disgusting.
"Knock-knock—"
There was a knock on the door. Shi Ying remembered Sang Qing's instructions and opened the door.
His face turned even colder.
Tsk, those annoying orcs from the Aquatic Department.
The one standing at the door was the Emperor Penguin Orc. Seeing that it was Shi Ying who opened the door, he was stunned for a moment, "Is the healer not here?"
"Come in and wait."
When facing unfamiliar people, Shi Ying returned to his cold and distant attitude, keeping people at a distance.
Shi Ying was too lazy to respond to the Emperor Penguin's words. He looked at him coldly and walked back to where Sang Qing had just sat.
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