1050 Perplexed and Smitten 110 (2/2)

Fang Erlan did not register his words in her head at all, for she was constantly distracted by the first thing he said — \”It depends on how much I fancy them…\”

In other words, he'll only make the first move when he adores her to bits?

Does that mean he doesn't fancy me that much yet?

She stretched her back and said, \”Continue sleeping if you haven't slept enough yet. I'm going back inside now.\”

She went back inside before he could even speak again.

Fang Erlan closed the balcony, thinking to herself that she would definitely reciprocate with great enthusiasm if Yan Ge were to confess to her so openly like Xiao Chenyang did.

After all, who can remain calm when their crush confesses to them?

Why did that crazy lunatic show up and confess his love for me when I don't even fancy him? Yet the person I fancy refuses to confess to me.

—

\”I know what you're thinking,\” said Xiao Chenyang, handing him a piece of barbecued chicken.

Jin Qingyan took it from him and asked, \”You do?\”

\”Your face says it all. You're thinking about your woman.\”

Jin Qingyan took a bite of the chicken, not denying that fact.

\”When can we go back?\”

\”Not any time soon. We'll have to stay here for a period of time. I used to be able to live here alone for years without getting bored, yet I'm starting to find it a little unbearable now. Just like you, I want to go back too,\” said Xiao Chenyang, who was barbecuing a whole chicken.

\”That blood you made me drink… didn't come from you, did it?\”

Xiao Chenyang chuckled and said, \”I had thought you would ask me that right after you drank it. You actually waited until now.\”

\”Answer me.\”

\”Of course not. This blood comes from an elderly member of the blood-feeding tribes. Do you know how precious that blood is? People of their kind can live a long life. The older they get, the greater their power becomes. It's a tall order for ordinary people to obtain their blood. I got that blood by accident back then. That elderly member had died and he requested that I bury him moments before he passed on. He told me that I was allowed to draw some of his blood to acquire his powers. However, I didn't dare to draw much and instead only drew two bowls' worth before burying him. Yet, on my way home, Xihou Jiaping stole one of them from me. I was almost home and I was planning to let Nan Chun have it. But she had already passed away by the time I got home. I returned to the burial ground and dug the elderly man's corpse out of the ground, only to discover that it had already dried up and coagulated. I could no longer draw any more blood.\”

\”You mean, this is the last portion…\”

\”Of course. I initially saved it for Erlan.\”

Jin Qingyan could tell that it was rather precious. \”Why are you willing to give it to me, then?\”

Xiao Chenyang looked up and held his gaze. \”Because I don't want you to die in his hands again in this lifetime.\”

Moved to tears, Jin Qingyan said, \”Thank you.\”

\”What for? I don't need you to thank me. Just keep yourself safe and stay alive. Don't die so easily again.\”

\”Feel free to ask me for help whenever you need.\”

Xiao Chenyang let out a sinister smirk and asked, \”Can you satisfy my sexual needs?\”

Jin Qingyan smiled and said, \”Are you asking for death?\”

\”Hahahaha.\” Xiao Chenyang guffawed and continued, \”You reacted exactly the same as you would have done in the past.\”

\”…\”