Ying Shao is a Girl

"No, he won't die." Ling Yiche quickly shook his head.

"..."

Ying Junchu didn't speak, nor did he express whether he believed it or not.

"Besides me, does anyone know that your blood has this use?"

If some fanatical and perverted people knew about it, Ling Yiche would be in danger.

"No, only Chuchu knows."

The young man's blue eyes showed determination.

He didn't tell anyone about this, not even Shao Yun knew about it.

Ling Yiche was not stupid and knew that such a thing would bring unnecessary trouble to himself.

So it is best to choose concealment.

Hearing this, Ying Junchu glanced at him again.

His expression was complicated.

"Um……"

Ling Yiche had already lost a lot of blood and didn't have a good rest. After he and Ying Junchu barely talked for a while, he could hardly stand.

The figure faltered a few times.

Ying Junchu supported him.

The sickly paleness on the young man's face became more and more obvious. His once red lips had no trace of blood, and there were thin beads of sweat on his smooth forehead.

"..."

Ying Junchu lowered his eyes, his deep and narrow eyes dim and unclear.

"take a break."

Her tone was softened, but as unquestionable as ever.

It was impossible for Ling Yiche to refuse.

So he nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

"Um……"

The next moment, Ling Yiche felt his body light up and his whole body was lifted off the ground.

He was picked up by Ying Junchu.

That's right, princess hug.

This is the second time.

The skinny little boy was like a cat, a small lump in her arms.

"Chuchu, let me down. I can walk by myself."

Ling Yiche's voice was trembling a little for some unknown reason.

"You can't." Ying Junchu's tone was very firm.

Ling Yiche was stunned.

"???" Don't I know if I can?

This is very unnatural.

"I think..." Ling Yiche tried to convince her.

Ying Junchu lowered his head and glanced at Ling Yiche, but he stopped talking.

I don’t want you to think, I want me to feel.

"Be good." There was a hint of comfort in the cold voice.

Ying Junchu has long legs and walks very fast.

Soon they arrived at Ling Yiche's room.

She gently put the boy down.

Then Ying Junchu stared at him with a serious face.

Ling Yiche felt inexplicably panicked when she stared at him like this.

"Chuchu, what's wrong?"

"Next time if you don't hold on tight, you will be the one who falls."

It hurts you too.

It's not like I feel anything.

Hearing this, Ling Yiche was stunned for several seconds.

Only then did he realize what she was talking about.

When Ying Jun hugged him for the first time, he felt very embarrassed, so he didn't hold his hand too tightly and put it around her neck symbolically.

Um, no.

The point is...

And next time? !

"Don't go to school today, and don't go to the crew either. I'll ask for leave for you."

"But Chuchu..."

It's only the second day and he's asking for leave? What does this make other people think?

I feel sorry for the director.

"No buts."

"have a good rest."

Are you still filming when people are like this? What is the picture?

Ying Junchu looked like there was no room for negotiation.

"..."

The young man gave up his struggle, but he never succeeded.

Here she has to pursue an absolute monarchy.

Ling Yiche lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

The sunlight outside the window fell on his pale cheeks, showing a morbid beauty.

Ying Jun looked a little aggrieved when he first saw him.

"..." I let you rest, am I still wrong?

"We'll go back when we're done." She comforted him.

The cold voice was not comforting at all.

It was impossible to get her to change her mind.

Don’t even think about it!

"Okay." Ling Yiche nodded, a bright smile blooming on his beautiful and delicate face.

Ying Junchu: “???”

How come this person is happy and unhappy sometimes?

Split personality?