Looking at the situation now, she was afraid that even if her blood ran dry, he would still not remember what to do.
Her cold fingers clung to his wrists again as she tried to urge him again. Unexpectedly, he suddenly trembled and stirred some of the flesh near her chest, causing her to nearly faint. She glared at him but saw that he took out his claws from her chest, rolled up his sleeves, and resolutely cut his arm.
A piece of flesh fell to the ground without warning.
The wound on his arm healed very quickly. Soon, he rolled up his sleeves and pretended that nothing happened.
Xia Yingluo looked at him in shock. Before she could react, he already took the piece of flesh, stood up and walked away.
