Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 127

Hearing the name Qin Ye, Xue Yu's expression, which had been off all the time, changed. He suddenly bit his lips and felt dizzy.

It was very sudden, and he didn't know why.

It seemed that there were many things in his brain that wanted to rush out, but they were trapped and couldn't show up.

He stumbled back a step with weak hands and feet, and his fingers held the wall beside him in time to avoid losing his balance.

The poacher was also good at observing people's expressions. He noticed Xue Yu's face turned pale almost immediately. He immediately put aside the question he had asked, waved his hands in front of Xue Yu in a panic, and asked: "Hey, Xue Yu, what's wrong with you? Is it painful?"

Xue Yu felt dizzy with a headache, and his voice was a little weak: "No..."

The poacher almost jumped up: "No? your face is pale! What should I do... Just bear with it, I'll take you to the small clinic now."

There is a clinic in the slum. Although most of the treatment equipment is lacking, it can treat minor illnesses. He thought Xue Yu had a cold or something minor, so he wanted to help Xue Yu out of the door.

But before he could help him, he heard a tooth-grinding sound: "Crack--"

Xue Yu didn't look up, but he did.

The people who came were Ning Yao and Xu Jinghe. Both of them came to talk to Old Man Zhou. The top of the door of the small earthen house was built low, so they had to bend their necks to avoid bumping into it.

When Ning Yao looked over, Xue Yu's pain had spread rapidly and he could not stand steadily.

He leaned against the wall pitifully, his eyes were wet and black, and he tried to wipe his eyes to make his vision less blurry. His fingers brushed across his eyelids and rubbed the skin under his eyelids, making half of his face a little red.

He didn't see who was coming at all, and only knew it when he heard the poacher's cry.

The poacher became weak when he saw Ning Yao these two days, and was also afraid of Xu Jinghe. The moment the door opened, he immediately shouted repeatedly: "Good brothers, how did you have time to come?"

Ning Yao didn't even look at him.

The man's face was cold, and he strode over. Without asking too much, he grabbed Xue Yu's wrist with his warm palm, giving Xue Yu another support point. He whispered: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Xue Yu heard the familiar voice and nodded.

Ning Yao glanced at him coldly.

The poacher's heart trembled and he waved his hands frantically: "It wasn't me!"

However, what he said was not very convincing. There were only two of them in the room. He had done shameless things to Xue Yu before, so he would definitely be suspected.

Ning Yao narrowed his eyes and was about to say something when his chest sank.

He paused suddenly.

He lowered his head and saw the soft black hair. Xue Yu pulled his clothes loosely with one hand and rested his forehead on his chest. From the action, it can be seen that he did it voluntarily, and he did it voluntarily in a rational state.

Ning Yao was really stunned.

He had never encountered this kind of active contact with a bit of dependence. What he received was more resistance from Xue Yu and a little slapping that was nothing to him.