Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Tong Sanlang leaned in, gently pressing his lips against the wound. His soft tongue began by licking the area around the wound, then tenderly started suckling.

A taste of blood entered his mouth, metallic and sweet yet not quite pleasant.

He spat the blood out to the side, then leaned in again for another taste.

Qiao Xiaomai looked at his handsome face up close. Deep teeth marks etched into her lips, though she felt no pain anymore, her thoughts were consumed by the man in front of her.

She had encountered such a passionate yet sincere young man, was it the heavens’ way of consoling her after the hardship she’d experienced in her romantic past?

While she was lost in her thoughts, Tong Sanlang had already drawn multiple mouthfuls of blood. He spat the blood out once again and began softly licking the wound, spreading as much saliva as possible over it.

After a while, he started to feel chesty and his breath was obstructed.

He tried not to pay it any mind and continued with his task.

But sparkling stars began to appear in front of his eyes, and sharp whistling sounds filled his ears.

“Tong Sanlang, what’s wrong with you?” Qiao Xiaomai, who had been observing him, got startled seeing his face turn extremely pale.

“No, it’s nothing…” He scowled, still clinging on to her arm. “It might be…”

“Stop guessing!” Qiao Xiaomai nervously pulled her arm out of his grip, “What’s wrong with you?”

Even if he was infected with the Rabies Virus, how could it act up so quickly?

“I…” Tong Sanlang closed his eyes, his handsome face filled with pain. It seemed as though all his strength was drained, making speech difficult, “I…”

His lips trembled, his vision faded to black, and he could no longer hold himself up as he collapsed.

Qiao Xiaomai, taken aback, quickly caught him in her arms, “Tong Sanlang!”

She felt a tightness in her chest and subconsciously brought her hand to his nose.

Thankfully, he was still breathing!

She let out a long sigh of relief, holding back the tears welled up in her eyes, and carried Tong Sanlang back to the room.

After settling Tong Sanlang onto the bed, she fetched a cup of Spiritual Spring water, and carefully fed it to him.

Tong Sanlang was unconscious and thus unable to drink the water.

She had to use her mouth, transferring it to his mouth bit by bit.

After feeding him a cup of water, Tong Sanlang’s complexion seemed to slightly improve. Encouraged, she continued the process.

After consuming three cups of water, Tong Sanlang’s complexion finally returned to normal.

Qiao Xiaomai let out a long sigh of relief. She patted her chest, returned the cup to the storage, then sat by the bed, holding his hand and not taking her eyes off him.

About a quarter of an hour later, Tong Sanlang’s eyelashes fluttered, and he woke up.

Qiao Xiaomai’s nose tingled, “Tong Sanlang, how are you feeling?”

Tong Sanlang didn’t answer. He licked his slightly dry lips, his gaze falling on her right arm.

The lengthy wound had completely healed without even leaving a scar. The skin TA7OC???? car’ll!cita oc if novar domocrcir]

Qiao Xiaomai followed his gaze to her arm. Looking at his smile, her tears welled up again, and they poured uncontrollably from her eyes.

She retrieved more water from her storage and handed it to Tong Sanlang.

Tong Sanlang tried to lift his arm, but he found that his strength had been quite literally drained from him, and he couldn’t even lift it. He gave a resigned smile, “You feed me.”

Qiao Xiaomai put the water cup on the table and helped him sit up.

With the water in his stomach, he took a deep breath, “You truly are a little fox, Qiao. You’ve sucked out all my energy.”