Blood dripped onto Lin Zifeng's lips, and he instinctively licked it with his tongue, craving the liquid greedily.
In the end, Lin Zifeng subconsciously latched onto Tangtang's bleeding wrist, sucking frantically, for when a person is severely dehydrated, they hunger for liquid.
Yet his thirst for liquid made Tangtang's face grow paler.
Tangtang bit her teeth with difficulty but was unwilling to let go, enduring the pain of her blood being drawn from her body...
Only when the blood dripping from her wrist could no longer supply Lin Zifeng did she reluctantly let go of Tangtang's wrist.
At this moment, Tangtang's face was as white as snow, and her wrist was deadly pale, without a trace of moisture. Her wrist was numb and completely stiff.
"Uncle, Tangtang will definitely get you out of here safely! You must believe in Tangtang."
