The first generation has not yet awakened.
Yu Chu practiced a set of Martial Arts by himself first. Just after one cycle of practice, she sweated a little. When she stopped to rest, she saw the eyelashes of the boy in the wheelchair trembling slightly.
She hurried over.
The first generation slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as clear as purple grapes, revealing the sleepiness of just waking up.
When he saw the girl's figure, he pursed his lips slightly, frowned, and his fair cheeks bulged, like a dissatisfied and angry little hamster, showing depression.
Yu Chu was slightly stunned, inexplicably understanding where the first generation was angry, and quickly explained: "I didn't leave this room, I've been here with you all this time."
He held her to sleep, but he didn't hold her when he woke up... He might have thought she had left.
Hearing this, the young man's exquisite eyebrows slightly relaxed, and his bright red lips pursed lightly: "Water."
"Do you want some water?" Yu Chu quickly poured water for him, and carefully handed it to the young man's lips.
The First Generation raised his hand to take the cup.
The girl suddenly opened her eyes nervously and took a breath, "Don't move, I'll just feed you."
The first generation blinked its beautiful purple eyes.
He didn't refuse, and obediently lowered his head to drink water, but raised his eyelashes and looked at the girl's face.
She stared at the water glass with a tense expression, and there were some crystal beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, which were left over from practicing martial art just now.
After drinking the water, the boy spread his hands, looked at her and said calmly, "Take me."
Yu Chu hesitated.
Will it hurt more if you hold him
He already felt the pain all the time.
She asked, "Aren't you in pain?"
The girl looks worried. The young man looked up at her calmly, with his snow-white fingertips spread flat, he narrowed his mysterious and beautiful purple eyes, stared at her for a while, then suddenly pursed his lips, showing a small smile.
A faint dimple appeared on her fair cheek.
"You hold me, it doesn't hurt." He said.
That smile seemed to be a flash in the pan, and soon disappeared, and the boy still looked plain.
His expression is cold and indifferent, and his voice is emotionless, but he is very well-behaved, like a little white rabbit.
"Really?" Yu Chu was a little suspicious.
"Yeah." The first generation looked at her, his expression unwavering, "It won't hurt if you touch me."
Yu Chu was startled again, then couldn't laugh or cry.
—Did he mean that he would feel no pain when he touched her? She is not a painkiller, which is so amazing.
She didn't take this sentence seriously at all, and still stretched out her hand carefully, gently touching his fingertips.
Don't even dare to push too hard.
This is more than just a sick beauty, this is simply a porcelain doll, which must be held in the palm of your hand and cared for.
But she touched her fingertips carefully, but the other party repeatedly held her fingers with snow-white hands.
Yu Chu was startled, but he didn't dare to struggle, so he raised his head nervously and looked at him.
The first generation had drooping eyelashes, slightly stretched the brows, and his expression was still cold, but he looked very obedient.
Yu Chu observed his expression carefully before finally letting go. With the other hand, he took the key and untied the thin chain, taking off all the chains on the young man.
"You can't actually use powers, can you?"
Yu Chu took his hand, half kneeled under the wheelchair, and looked up at the young man's beautiful pale face.
She pursed her lips and asked, "Your body hurts all the time, and it hurts even more after the sedative injection, right? Why do you need to use the ability today..."
I didn't finish my question.
The first generation looked at her, and suddenly bent down flatly.
The boy turned his face sideways, his eyelashes curled up on his delicate and beautiful side face, and kissed her forehead calmly.
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There are fewer these days [Bow] Sorry for making everyone wait so hard, please take a leave today to adjust and adjust, and there will be more than four updates every day in the future. After writing this plane, it may be interrupted for a week to four weeks [very small possibility] I will tell you in advance. Very distressed, writing essays are always dissatisfied. The plot text may not pursue the expression of writing, but the cuteness of the text is just about the description and details. It is not easy to express the cuteness, and it is even more difficult to extend the wonderful details. Besides, it is not only brilliant, but also reasonable, otherwise there will be a lot of doubts. Maybe I have a requirement for myself, but my level is not up to my standard, so I often feel very rubbish. Oops, knock my little head. Good night