"Grah—!!!"
Li Miao'er used all her strength to slam the hammer into the stout woman's neck, her pretty face etched with cold resolve. Mercy here meant death.
She would rather kill these three than let them lay a single filthy finger on her brother. Absolutely not!
"You—! Guhk…!"
The stout woman stared hatefully at Li Miao'er, her eyes wide, then spat a mouthful of blood and collapsed backward.
"Tch, trash! The two of you can't even handle one little girl!"
The affluent woman couldn't help but kick the body on the floor, then turned her gaze to Li Miao'er, who was raising the hammer again.
Can't afford to hesitate anymore—just shoot her!
BANG!
The gunshot was deafening in the enclosed space, striking the eardrums like a physical blow.
I can't accept this! To die by a man's hand—!
BANG!
Thump.
Watching Sister Meow fall to the ground after two shots, Chen Yi yanked the long spear from the affluent woman's back.
He stabbed frantically, over a dozen times with all his might, until the woman no longer drew breath.
"Brother… cough…"
Li Miao'er lay on the floor clutching her stomach, bright red blood gushing from her small mouth, staining her light-blue silk blouse a dark crimson.
"Meow, don't be scared. Brother won't let you die!"
Chen Yi desperately dragged the corpses out the door—he could already hear zombies scrambling up the stairs. Panting heavily, he quickly locked the iron door.
"Brother… I'm done for… You'll have to protect yourself from now on… I hate you… Why didn't you… sleep with me sooner…"
Li Miao'er's pupils were growing unfocused. Only air escaped her mouth and nose now, with none coming in.
Her small, bloodstained hand reached up to touch her brother's face. Blood still trickled from her lips, as if death were moments away.
"Save the 'almost dead' talk. Just don't be careless next time. These scum are far more terrifying than zombies."
Chen Yi sat on the floor, cradling the fading Sister Meow tightly in his arms, his slender fingers stroking her little face.
Hope, use Healing Holy Light on Li Miao'er—treat her injuries! Chen Yi shouted inwardly.
Whoosh—
A cluster of dazzling, holy-energy flowers blossomed from Chen Yi's hands. The lotus-shaped blooms drifted slowly toward Sister Meow before vanishing.
Plink. Plink.
Two bloodstained bullets were pushed from the wounds, and the bleeding gashes gradually closed.
Her pale little face also regained some color, no longer looking moments from death.
"Brother… am I dead?"
Li Miao'er waved a small hand in front of her brother's eyes. Suddenly, the wounds didn't hurt as much. She thought she had died and was now a wandering spirit.
"You're dead."
Chen Yi pursed his dry, thin lips, scooped up Sister Meow, and carried her to the living room. Without hesitation, he took a knife, lightly cut his fair index finger, and slipped it into her small cherry mouth.
She's lost so much blood—she needs some of mine. My blood can not only detoxify but also heal.
Cough, cough…
Li Miao'er bit down on her brother's finger and took a big gulp. The metallic taste of blood made her cough several times.
"Don't move! Meow, don't defy your brother in the future. Just obey him, okay?"
Chen Yi held Sister Meow tightly against his chest. The blood from his finger flowed steadily, yet he felt no pain.
He closed his eyes, leaning back against the sofa to catch his breath. He hadn't expected these people to have guns—or that they'd shoot so recklessly, unconcerned about drawing zombies.
Li Miao'er closed her beautiful eyes and lay obediently in her brother's arms, quietly sucking on his finger. Dizzy golden stars shimmered in her vision, as if she'd forgotten who she was.
I'm not dead? What's in my mouth? Tastes like… brother's blood?
Li Miao'er woke with a start and shook her head. Hearing the sound of zombies gnawing and feeding from behind the door, she looked up.
Her brother's eyes were closed as if lifeless, his face pale as paper.
"Brother! Why are you feeding me your blood?!"
Li Miao'er froze for several seconds before snapping back to reality. She scrambled up and cradled Chen Yi in her arms.
He's still breathing. Probably unconscious for a while. It's okay… it's okay… Whew.
She clutched her chest, taking a deep breath, then glanced at the gradually brightening sky outside and pursed her lips in thought.
"Brother, rest for a bit. I'll clean up the blood in the house, then come back to help you bathe."
Li Miao'er carried Chen Yi's body to the bathtub, fetched a plastic basin of hot water, then took a towel to clean the blood by the door. Afterward, she sprayed lemon-scented air freshener twice around the room.
"Who knew such a small pistol could be so powerful? If not for brother's healing ability, I'd have been finished for sure."
She picked up the small pistol set aside and grumbled.
"Brother, I'm not trying to take advantage of you…"
Squelch.
Li Miao'er gazed at her brother's fair, tender skin, a smirk curling her lips. Her adorable face flushed, her expression growing increasingly bold.
She took a basin of hot water and cleaned the blood off herself first, also noticing her wounds had vanished—as if she'd never been injured.
Then she cleaned the blood in the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water, went to the bedroom for two sets of clean clothes—the soiled ones could be discarded.
So sweet…!
Li Miao'er's face lit with excitement. Embracing her brother's slender form, she lay in the bathtub, continuously kissing his smooth, sweet lips.
Such a perfect opportunity has to be savored first.
Sigh… I'm so hungry my skin's turned pale. I really want to eat breakfast made by brother.
Li Miao'er's small face wore a seductive blush as she gently held her brother, carefully dried him off, and changed him into clean white shorts and a shirt.
"Why isn't he waking up? Is it from excessive blood loss? We don't have any medicinal herbs at home to replenish him… What should I do?"
Li Miao'er lay on the bed, staring at her brother's serene, almost holy face—as if he were still fast asleep, like a fairy-tale sleeping prince.
But she'd kissed him many times and not woken him; instead, he seemed to sink deeper into slumber.
"That's right! I remember there's a pack of red dates in the kitchen. Eating those can replenish blood."
Li Miao'er trotted to the kitchen and found a pack of red dates. Eyeing the hard, dried fruit, she worried how to feed him. With some milk, maybe I can manage.
"Brother, don't blame me for waking you up."
Li Miao'er pursed her pink lips in thought. She took two bottles of pure milk, cradled her brother's delicate body, chewed the dried dates, and fed them to him along with the rich milk.
Gazing at his alluring lips, she couldn't resist kissing them again.
So refreshing…!
Li Miao'er's face was alight with surprise—this delightful sensation was even more exhilarating than a simple kiss.
A long while later, when the pack of red dates was nearly gone—
So dizzy… What's in my mouth? Huh?
Chen Yi woke in a daze. His mouth and nose were filled with the strong aroma of dates and milk, along with a peculiar sweetness. His lips also felt numb—deeply uncomfortable.
"Brother! You're finally awake! Whew…!"
Li Miao'er hugged her brother joyfully, nuzzling her little face against his like an affectionate kitten.
"Meow… what time is it?"
Chen Yi took Sister Meow's arm and sat up, feeling his body oddly light.
No strength in my arms or legs… as if I haven't recovered from a serious illness.