"Uh-hum—"
Enduring severe pain, he tried his best to keep his cries low.
At this time, he no longer cared whether Hu Jing's teeth carried the zombie virus. He even harbored a thought of going crazy with Hu Jing, tightly hugging her delicate body.
Once Hu Jing bit him, she didn't let go. Maybe because he was too exhausted, he fainted. After a long while, Hu Jing's body stopped trembling, and her mouth gradually released its grip. The edge of her lips extended her tongue, gently licking the blood oozing out of him and the deep, blood-drawing bite marks.
A tear slid down Hu Jing's stunningly beautiful face. At that moment, Hu Jing or rather,Xiao Meiyu seemed to be lucid, her teary eyes filled with infinite tenderness and undying love.
Actually, he didn't know that Xiao Meiyu had always been lucid; it was the virtual personality Hu Jing that had died.
