Chapter 131 Warmth

When Wen Jing woke up, she felt extremely thirsty in her throat, as if there was a fire burning constantly.

Her mind was empty and she couldn't remember what happened before she fell asleep. She only vaguely thought that she seemed to be walking on the street with E unruly, and there were dead people everywhere. Then she saw a dying injured person on the roadside suddenly reaching out to her for help.

After that, Wen Jing forgot all about it. Or it's covered by a thick fog, and I can't catch it.

"I'm so thirsty--" She felt that her lips were cracking, and she couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, but she became more and more hungry and thirsty.

"Miss Wen, would you like some water?"

Suddenly, Wen Jing heard a familiar voice talking to herself in her ear. But who is this person? She thought for a long time until her mind swelled, but she still couldn't remember his name.

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. She opened her eyes and looked at the young man sitting by her bed.

He stared at himself eagerly with his eyes wide open. He had a burly figure, bronze skin, strong and strong muscles, and his cyan blood vessels were full and swollen, and his whole body exuded heat, as if he had just served delicious food.

Inexplicably, a strong and strange impulse surged in her mind. She suddenly jumped up and jumped at the young man in front of her. She didn't have to think about it at all, just like an innate instinct, opening her mouth and biting his neck.

The young man seemed to have been on guard for a long time. He quickly picked up the glass of water on the table with his left hand and blocked it in front of his neck.

Wenjing "Kacha" bites a piece of porcelain, which is cold and hard and doesn't taste good.

"Miss Wen, bear with it. My mother has gone to find medicine for you. The young man said.

Wen Jing spit out a mouth full of broken porcelain pieces, stared at the young man fiercely, and heard her throat roaring like a beast. All her senses became extremely keen, and she could even see a speck of dust floating in the dark room.

An uncontrollable primitive desire drove her to the young man again.

Blood - Only with blood can extinguish the burning flames in the body and relieve the pain of hunger and thirst.

However, the young man's two powerful hands held her arm like iron pliers and pressed her firmly in **.

No matter how hard Wen Jing struggled, she could never get rid of his clamping.

"I know you feel bad. I'll put up with it for a while." The young man was sweating profusely. "The medicine will come soon."

"Gone go of me!" Wen Jing shouted, and there was a trace of fear for the young man.

"Okay, okay, I'll let go." The young man said, "But you lie down and don't move."

Wen Jing nodded. The young man carefully let go of his hand and stared at her.

Sure enough, the young man's hand had just been released, and his quiet body immediately bounced up and rushed to the back window.

The young man had quick hands and quick eyes. He grabbed Wenjing's calf and laughed, "I knew you could run. Oh, it's not good--"

I saw the quiet head smashing the window. It was noon outside the house, when the sun was the strongest of the day. The golden strands of light shine in, and the quiet skin whispers softly, melting like pear paste sugar, overflowing with silvery thick **, constantly dripping to the ground.

Wen Jing shouted painfully, covered his face with both hands, and curled up into a ball.

The young man pulled Wen Jing back into the room with his right hand, grabbed a blanket tightly wrapped around her with his left hand, and covered her from the sunlight outside the window with his body.

He roared in pain, like a restless little wild cat, which is very different from the delicate image of the past.

The young man hurriedly took another quilt and sealed the window, and the room suddenly fell into darkness again.

"Look at me carefully again. Do you remember? I'm unruly--"

His arms are firmly wrapped around Wen Jing like an iron ring, trying to awaken the latter's chaotic memory.

Wen Jing raised her head and looked at him, but her eyes were full of wild hostility, and her throat sounded. There was only a crazy idea in her mind that drove her to struggle desperately and bite E unruly.

When the two were in a stalemate, the zombie mother and Eshanqiu came back. Seeing two "strangers" breaking into the room, Wen Jing's face showed beast-like alertness, and turned to the zombie mother and Eshanqiu with white teeth and roaring low.

It's just that a terrible force is surging in the zombie mother's body. Wen Jing dares not make trouble, and there is an unconcealed fear in her eyes.

As soon as the zombie mother entered the door, she saw her son and Wen Jing entangled. There was no other way to stop her violent attack except to dodge left and right. She was furious and said angrily, "Unrestrained, hold this girl in ** and don't let her move."

Eshan Qiu volunteered to say, "Do you want me to help you?"

The zombie mother stared at him and said, "You stand aside and don't make trouble."

E unrestrained picked up Wen Jing and walked back to the bedside, firmly pressing it down.

The zombie mother took out a small porcelain bottle from the cuff, pulled out the cork and said to Wen Jing, "Drink it down."

Wen Jing's nose smelled a strong spicy smell, and she didn't know what was in the porcelain bottle. When she saw the zombie mother's ghost claws stretched out, she opened her mouth and bit it.

The zombie mother turned her left wrist and pinched her jawbone with a few dry fingers. Wen Jing shouted in pain, and felt a thick juice dripping into her mouth, and quickly went down her throat, choking her with tears and cursing, "Old witch, I'm going to kill you!"

The zombie mother snorted, "If you dare to scold again, I will cut your tongue!" Make sure that Wen Jing can no longer spit out the medicine, and then she let go of her fingers.

Wen Jing was as silent as a cicada. He closed his mouth honestly, and the burning hunger and thirst in his throat gradually disappeared. After a moment, he fell asleep drowsily.

E unruly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Wen Jing's calm face after sleeping soundly, and asked, "Mom, is Miss Wen all right?"

"What do you think is wrong with her? I was the first female doctor in the E family 20 years ago. Whoever wants to die will die. Whoever wants to live will die. The zombie mother said angrily, "This girl drank the 'Wuyun Snow clam Secret Refining Cream' I prepared, and she doesn't have to live by sucking blood after waking up."

"Then why can't she remember me at all?" E unruly worried.

The zombie mother said, "Silly son, this is normal. In a couple of days, when her mood stabilizes, her memory will slowly recover. Now I'm going to start healing the girl. You two go out and don't get in the way here.

A hundred unruly unwillingness in his heart and muttered, "Can't I look around? I'm sure I won't be silent."

The zombie mother said angrily, "I'm going to strip her off. Are you also staring at her?"

E Wujing swallowed his saliva, obediently retreated, pulled a chair and sat down in the outer room, and looked out of the window unsently.

Eshanqiu also walked out of the inner room and looked at his frowning son and said, "Unrestrained, do you really want to marry that Wen girl?"

E Wujing lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "What's the use? Miss Wen doesn't like me."

Eshanqiu stared at his son's face and said cautiously, "Now you are different from her, which is more difficult than wishful thinking. You have to think clearly."

E Wujing was stunned and said, "What's wrong with being a ghost? It's not her fault. Even if Miss Wen becomes a ghost, she is the most beautiful and lovely female ghost in the world.

"It's over," E Shanqiu patted his forehead helplessly and said, "From now on, our two sons will feel sorry for each other."

E Wujing sighed, "You are better than me, at least you have married my mother. Miss Wen and I don't have any words. Now she can't remember anything, let alone chance.

"That's true. In those years, there were not a thousand or eight hundred people who wanted to chase your mother. Thanks to my best efforts, I finally came back with the first place. Otherwise, what's the matter with you?" Eshanqiu also pulled a chair and sat down beside his son and said, "When it comes to the ability to chase women, I call myself the second, and no one dares to be the boss."

"Blow up!" E Wujing sneered, "My mother has been dead for so many years, and I haven't seen you marry another one."

Eshanqiu patted the back of his son's head and said angrily, "Bad boy, I'm going to marry a little mother for you. Do you still have a good life? You don't go to inquire about it. When the news of the marriage between me and your mother came out, how many boudoirs and little jaspers in Beimingshan City are deeply sad?

E unruly and unruly, he stared at E Shanqiu's "bead round jade" old face for a long time, and he didn't see any handsome and martial place.

Eshanqiu waved his hand and said, "Real people can't look good, and the sea can't be measured. Does the embroidered pillow look good? It's a useless straw bag when you open it. If you want a girl to like you, you have to rely on real skills.

E Wu's unruly eyes lit up and approached and urged, "What kind of real ability?"

Eshanqiu has never seen his son bow down to him so much. His heart is funny. He slowly put on his mind and said, "This can't be said, lest anyone laugh at me and brag."

E Wu understood it and immediately corrected it. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a glass of water for Eshanqiu. He said attentively, "Dad, take a sip of water to moisten your throat first."

Eshanqiu took the water cup and said, "Is it possible that the sixteen-character formula of pity and cherishing jade handed down from our E family is only worth a cup of cold water? Well, who taught you to be my son? Dad will send it to you today!"

E Wujing hurriedly turned behind Eshanqiu, rubbed his shoulders and patted his back to ask for advice with an open mind: "What are the sixteen words?"

Eshan Qiu was drinking water with his eyebrows open and smile. E's unruly fist beat his back with a "dong-dong" sound and coughed repeatedly: "These sixteen words... cough, these sixteen words are: soft grinding and hard, tangled, tangled and pretended to be crazy and married."

"Is that all right?"

"Practice the true knowledge, and it will be good for you to try every time."

"How dare my mother get married with a son?"

"Of course, this is called getting the body first and then getting people. If you cook raw rice with ripe rice, are you afraid that she will go back on your word? Alas...!"

Before the voice fell, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my ears and was picked up from the stool. The zombie mother stood behind him and roared in a shrill voice, "Well, you are so immortal. You taught me to be unruly at the beginning, and it was really uneasy and kind-intentioned!"

Eshanqiu's feet hurt from the ground and shouted repeatedly, "Let go and let Wu unruly see the joke. Ouch... My ears hurt!"

E unruly vowed, "Dad, I will never laugh at you. Anyway, I've been used to it since I was a child."

The zombie mother let go of Eshanqiu's ear and said angrily, "Poor me, a flower is inserted on the cow dung!"

Eshanqiu rubbed his ears and said with a smile, "What should I say, I'm also a pile of nutritious cow dung, right?"