Chapter 133

"Has he recovered his temperature?" Song Fengfu looked at Lu Jingxuan and frowned at him.

"No, the hot spring can only ensure that the temperature when he is soaking can be transmitted to him, but it can not guarantee that the temperature can be maintained for a long time."

Lu Jingxuan shook his head. According to the current situation, he Yufan can only soak in the hot spring all the time.

"Well, let's leave him alone for the time being. It's dark outside. I'll cook."

Song Fengfu glanced obliquely at the beautiful man who enjoyed himself very much at the moment. Is it also a kind of happiness to become an idiot?

"Well, I'll keep looking at him here." Lu Jingxuan looked at his outstretched hand. Although the blood on it began to fade after soaking, he noticed that when song Fengfu cut his finger with a wind blade, it was really blood in his hand.

Since the blood can flow, why does he have no body temperature?

Lu Jingxuan wondered whether he Yufan was dead or alive?

Just when Lu Jingxuan wanted to come, he Yufan suddenly bit his finger and just bit out blood.

When Lu Jingxuan was in pain, blood flowed out along his fingers.

He Yufan quickly stretched out his hand, stuck the wounded hand under Lu Jingxuan's finger and watched his blood flow from his finger to his finger.

Lu Jingxuan found that his blood would be quickly absorbed after flowing to he Yufan's wound.

Drops of blood squeezed out of his fingers and quickly disappeared on he Yufan's wound.

Lu Jingxuan had never seen such a strange scene, and he Yufan's behavior was obviously eating his blood.

"General he Yufan, what do you want to do?"

Lu Jingxuan didn't stop his behavior. He Yufan seemed to want to bite his second finger after he squeezed his finger red and swollen and couldn't squeeze it out again.

"Wait, I'll get it for you."

Lu Jingxuan scratched a wound on the finger he had bitten, and then more blood flowed out of his hands and trickled into he Yufan's wound.

Just after Lu Jingxuan noticed that there seemed to be signs of powdering near his wound, he found that his fingers seemed to begin to have body temperature.

It's blood.

Lu Jingxuan seems to have found something, but now he feels he should no longer supply blood to he Yufan.

The blood types of the two of them don't know whether they can match, let alone he may hang up the rhythm after passing the blood to him.

"Jing Xuan, what are you doing?"

Song Fengfu cooked the meal. As soon as she came out, she saw that Lu Jingxuan passed his blood to he Yufan.

"The blood in his body should be necrotic. He needs fresh blood to reactivate his body, so he needs my blood to regain his body temperature."

Lu Jingxuan grabbed his hand and felt that his hand gradually recovered its warmth.

"OK, but I think it feels so weird." use Lu Jingxuan's blood to let he Yufan have body temperature?

"No wonder, perhaps because our hands are the same." Lu Jingxuan took his hand back from he Yufan's eyes.

"Your hands are the same?" Song Fengfu came up to him and noticed that there were calluses in the same position on their hands, which should be the result of holding a gun for a long time.

"Well, he's a soldier, and I'm a soldier, too. Maybe this makes him feel dependent on me. Well, have you finished your meal?"

Lu Jingxuan made an OK bandage from his space and pasted it.

"Well done, I'll come and ask you to have dinner."

Song Fengfu looked at him, picked up he Yufan and put a bathrobe on him.

The temperature in the space was not high, but he Yufan obviously seemed very cold and leaned against he Xuan.

"It seems that I must send him back to the hot spring." he Xuan felt that his fingers seemed to become cold again.

"What's the matter?" Song Fengfu looked at he Yufan and hung him like a tree wrasse bear.

"When he left the hot spring, his body began to be cold. If he didn't put him in the hot spring, I was worried that he might hang on me all the time."

Lu Jingxuan sighed and pulled he Yufan into the hot spring again.

"Well, this guy is a trouble. I can't see him die in my space."

Song Fengfu glanced obliquely and returned to a beautiful man in the hot spring. She felt more and more that he was a trouble.

"Let's go to dinner. We'll finish the food later and see if he eats."

After settling down with he Yufan, Lu Jingxuan took song Fengfu and walked towards the small building.

"You're going to keep his rhythm."

As soon as song Fengfu thought that she would face a fruit body beautiful man in the future, she felt that what she was alive was to... Glance at the duck.

"Or you want to throw him out?"

Lu Jingxuan looked at her. At least the other party was a general. He couldn't ignore it.

"Throw him out for a walk? I'm not so sick."

Song Fengfu sneered and returned to the small building. Just about to sit down for dinner, Lu Jingxuan picked up a bowl of chicken soup and walked out.

Seeing his appearance, he obviously wanted to feed he Yufan. Song Fengfu immediately put down the spoon in his hand.

"This fool doesn't look like a zombie." Song Fengfu followed Lu Jingxuan to the hot spring and watched Lu Jingxuan carefully feed the chicken soup into his mouth.

"As long as he can eat these things, he must not be a zombie."

Both of them know that zombies only drink blood and eat raw meat. It's impossible for them to eat human food. Otherwise, does this person still have a place to look for food? It should have been eaten up by these guys.

"Well, I'm not interested in watching you feed him here. I'll go out and get some air."

When song Fengfu finished speaking and was about to disappear, Lu Jingxuan grabbed her hand, "you wait for me to go out with you."

"What about him?" Song Fengfu pointed to he Yufan.

"He can eat and drink himself, no problem." Lu Jingxuan handed the bowl to he Yufan in front of him. Sure enough, he still had this IQ.

"Well, I'll get him some food."

Song Fengfu quickly ran upstairs and brought down a pot of chicken.

"I'm afraid he can't eat so much?" Lu Jingxuan looked at her and brought down all the weight of the two people. Is this the rhythm to support the dead?

"Put it here first. Anyway, the food won't be bad in the space."

Song Fengfu looked at he Yufan and was obviously not in the mood to eat.

"But if he doesn't control himself, he will die."

Lu Jingxuan just said here. He Yufan put the bowl in his hand towards his hand.

"Look, he's full."

Song Fengfu smiled. He Yufan knew how to put the bowl in his hand. It seemed that he was not stupid.

"Then we don't care about him. Let's go to dinner."

Seeing he Yufan's IQ, Lu Jingxuan was relieved.