Chapter 938: I like your rust smell (50)
Looking at the pair of fangs that are getting closer to him, Xiang Xingqiang endured the fear in his heart, and simply squinted his soft eyes, accepting the reality that was about to happen...
As everyone knows, just as the sharp fangs just touched the skin of her slender white arm, Clarence suddenly stopped as if he was really stopped by the time.
"……Well?"
The little guy waited for a long time, realizing that he hadn't waited for the pain of being pierced by the fangs, he could not help but with a stomach of question marks, cautiously, slowly opened his eyes again, and looked at the man.
At that time, he only felt a very familiar, charming fragrance with a little sweet and milky smell. When his consciousness and willpower were about to run out, he suddenly poured into his nasal cavity.
The reason, which was almost hovering on the last edge of the abyss, was pulled back little by little.
Gradually, the man's purple and gold pupils began to fade slowly, returning to the original light brown.
The chaos in his eyes was gradually replaced by sober colors.
And the pair of fangs between the thinned lips finally contracted back slowly.
Seeing Clarence's rapid transformation, Xiang Xing couldn't help staring in shock.
However, he reacted quickly, taking advantage of his not fully awake consciousness, hurriedly snatched the little Gail, who had been frozen in his arms, and embraced him in his arms.
After the proper transfer was successful, he continued to instruct Duck Duck: [Okay Duck, stop when it is lifted. ]
As soon as the voice fell, everything around him moved again.
The children's panic and screams continued, and it seemed that they didn't notice the strangeness of Clarence just now.
The little guy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
And soon, even Mrs. Taylor was startled by the noise of the yard and hurried over.
"Why are you yelling?..."
The old lady twisted her chubby body and slammed into the encirclement of the children to take a look.
Immediately he exclaimed, "Mr. Robert, Mr. Cooper, Little Gail, this is..."
"I do not know either."
Xiang Xing clasped the comatose child in his arms, stood up quickly, and looked at Mrs. Taylor with an unusually calm look.
"Mrs. Taylor, I beg you to soothe the emotions of the children present. I must hurry up and take Little Gayle to the hospital."
After all, she conveniently landed and turned around and ran directly outside the school gate.
Clarence, who had just slowed down, was taken aback when he saw this, and then quickly got up and walked, chasing after him.
...
After half an hour.
Santa Ana Hospital, in front of the emergency room.
The little guy who was anxious and worried about the merger, he didn't know how many times he wandered in front of the closed ward before finally waiting for the doctor to come out.
However, before she had time to ask about the situation, the middle-aged doctor scowled, stared at her gravely, and glanced at Clarence next to him.
There was a strong displeased tone in his tone: "Are you the parents of this child?...Why are you so uncomfortable, let him eat casually!"
"……what?"
Hearing this, Xiang Xing couldn't help but feel sluggish.
But the man beside her suddenly grabbed her wrist lightly, tugged secretly, and guarded the little guy quietly behind her.
He saluted the doctor a little, lightly, and spoke seriously.