The girl reached out and quickly grabbed his wrist, tearing her wound instantly.
"Tear."
The man frowned and said softly, "Just say what you want to say directly."
Xu Qian's face was pale, and she was in so much pain she couldn't speak a word.
This was not pretend, it was real pain.
For good impression points, she could endure!
After a while, she recovered and said, "Do you want to drink blood?"
Song Xiaoping was stunned. How did she know?
Xu Qian's lips were tightly pressed. Xiao Ping and Xu Lü liked her blood very much, let alone Song Xiaoping.
Moreover, his symptoms were too obvious; his eyes were practically glowing.
And, bringing her back to the room, wasn't his intention obvious?
She picked up a small drop of blood on her fingertip from her arm and gently dabbed a little onto his lips.
His lips, already red, turned blood-red, making him even more alluring.
The man's tongue lightly licked, and the sweet scent immediately filled his mind.
His eyes lit up, and he grabbed her arm, beginning to lick, avoiding the wound, cleanly licking everywhere else.
Xu Qian let him, finding it a little ticklish.
She couldn't help but try to pull back, but he held her firmly.
"Knock, knock, knock."
A woman ran in, panting.
"Boss... I."
She saw her commander kneeling on one knee, licking Xu Qian's arm??
The woman's face turned completely red, and she turned to leave.
Would the commander kill her...
What had she seen?
"Come here."
The woman stopped, slowly turned around.
Her commander had already stood up, and Xu Qian's face was flushed, clearly from shyness.
She immediately went over and released her special ability at the wound.
Soon, the wound healed automatically.
"Commander, I'll be going now."
The woman was so embarrassed she didn't know where to put her hands and turned to leave.
"What should be said, what shouldn't be said..."
The woman felt a chill down her spine, sensing impending danger.
She turned and gave a standard 90-degree bow, saying urgently, "Commander, I promise I won't say anything about you kneeling on the ground..."
"Shut up! Get out."
The woman shut her mouth and quickly left, closing the door behind her.
Xu Qian leaned against the head of the bed, her eyes curved into a smile. Even with her hair disheveled, she possessed an extreme beauty.
"I didn't expect the commander to care about his reputation too."
[Ding, Xiao Ping's favorability +3, total favorability is 85.]
Song Xiaoping's brows softened; the blood had put him in a very good mood.
"You rest, I'll handle the rest."
With that, Song Xiaoping turned and left without a hint of hesitation.
He felt his level was about to break through. It seemed he couldn't delay any longer. He would absorb the crystal core tonight to level up.
Then, all the zombies would be under his control.
Xu Qian shrugged carelessly, a little disappointment adding to her three points. It was too little.
She couldn't wait to leave him.
Being by his side was too oppressive; he was calculating almost all the time.
Although he was very good to her and had high favorability, it didn't feel like love.
She was just a pet he kept because he liked her very much.
He would come to tease her when he liked her, and it felt like he could discard her at any time when he didn't.
This feeling made her very uncomfortable. Even though Xu Lü, Xiao Ping, and Song Xiaoping were the same person, and Song Xiaoping had all the memories.
In her eyes, they were completely different.
She would have preferred it if he had remained the split-personality Xiao Ping.
Xu Qian pulled up the covers and closed her eyes. The dizziness from excessive blood loss made her feel a little unwell.
Soon, she fell asleep.
Evening.
Xu Qian was awakened by muffled groans.
The girl's eyelids fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.
It was dark all around, and no one was there.
She got out of bed barefoot and walked to the living room.
The man was lying on the ground, groaning in pain, his beautiful brown hair messily tousled.