Song Zhao still remembered the fact that Revenge Siyu destroyed her plan. Seeing Siyu's half-dead look, he couldn't help feeling relieved.

This is what is called the devil’s own harvest!

She squatted in front of Si Yu and looked at him with a smile.

He is worthy of being a little pervert. Even if he is half dead, the murderous aura emitted from his bones and blood is still awesome.

Song Zhao examined Si Yu's pulse and confirmed that the man had only one last breath.

"What a pitiful little!" Song Zhao chuckled softly, "Looking that you only have one breath, I'd better give you some fun~"

Song Zhao knew that she did not have the ability to kill Si Yu, but she couldn't stand God's repeated opportunities to assassinate him.

The current conditions for assassination are much easier than the first time.

If you don’t kill him today, you will be killed by him the next day!

Song Zhao looked around and saw a river behind him, and decided—

Drag into the lake and drown!

She grabbed Si Yu's arm and walked towards the other side of the lake, but she overestimated her physical strength.

This little pervert looks thin, why is it so heavy?

Song Zhao used his strength to drag it for a few millimeters.

"So tired~" Song Zhao gasped, her little face turned red, and she walked step by step.

After dragging it for a few steps, she felt too difficult, so she put her hand under Si Yu's arm, and instead hugged Si Yu's upper body, and tried hard to get up.

Continue to carry the burden!

"It's really not easy to kill someone!"

Song Zhao was so tired that he was half tired. Sweat dripped from his face in a bunch of ways, his clothes were wet, and he felt very sticky.

Seeing victory in sight, I reached the lake in a few meters.

Song Zhao's body swayed for a moment, and he was in a snake-shaped movement and could not control his fall.

Bang.

Song Zhao pressed Si Yu firmly under him.

"Well..." The unconscious boy was a little conscious by the pain and opened his eyes in a daze.

A very familiar sweet smell floated between his nose, which stimulated him to see the scene in front of him clearly.

Song Zhao was panting and fell from Si Yu's body, suddenly facing him.

In an instant, Song Zhao jumped up in shock.

The embroidered cloth pocket on her body shook, and a black pill leaked out inside, and by chance it was sent into Si Yu's slightly opened thin lips.

Melt in the entrance.

In the blink of an eye, Si Yu felt that the blood missing in his body was replenished.

"My ginseng pill!" Song Zhao felt a piece of his heart had been poached, and he was so distressed that he dripped blood!

That was what she had spent a lot of effort to study. One pill was worth tens of thousands of yuan, but it was eaten by a little pervert?

Si Yu's missing blood and blood immediately warmed up, and he sat up with one hand.

The black hair like ink hangs down, and the ends of the hair wind and linger on the grass and ground.

The boy stared at Song Zhao, "What were you doing to me just now?"

“…”

Instead of killing someone, Song Zhao, who saved Si Yu once again, couldn't say anything, and only showed an embarrassing but polite smile.

Si Yu gasped carefully and raised his hand to stroke his chin.

The moment he woke up, he was suppressed by Song Zhao.

He clearly felt the undulating roundness of the little girl pressing against his chest.

Could it be that she secretly took advantage of his unconsciousness and slandering him?

Thinking of this, Si Yu's pale face suddenly turned red with blood.

He coughed, was silent for a long time, and squeezed out two words, "Nothing."

Song Zhao: Fuck me?

Song Zhao, who suffered heavy losses, wanted to bury Si Yu alive on the spot. She took a deep breath and gritted her teeth, "I, I'm saving you, you're still cruel to me!"

There is no way, everyone has come back to life, she can't waste the ginseng pills, and she has to ask for favors.

Si Yu sneered.

Save him?
Chapter completed!