Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

A part of the loose black hair spread to Jiyuan's throat, like a feather tickling.

It was also like falling flowers, strangling his throat in an extremely soft way.

His throat rolled up and down unconsciously, Ji Yuan let out a short gasp, and his heart seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist.

He couldn't help but think of the ink hair flowing across his palms that night.

The difference from last time is that this time it's more real.

Not only is it real, but you can also smell the faint aroma.

Just like the orchids blooming in the empty valley after the rain, strands linger on the tip of the nose, fresh and pleasant.

He inadvertently plays with his heartstrings, stirs up a pool of water, and creates circles of silver ripples.

Ji Yuanduo wanted to be like the last time, and he was annoyed that her black hair was too long and he brushed it away freely.

Several times he tried to raise his hands to get rid of the trouble clinging to his neck, but his body refused to obey and his attempts were fruitless, so he had to give up.

It may be that he has been lying down for too long, and his limbs are almost degenerating.

Ji Yuan sat up suddenly, and the person in his arms stood up half of his body, lying on his side with his head raised.

Weak Liu Fufeng's straight legs fit right in between Ji Yuan's knees, and he was perfectly trapped inch by inch.

If such an unusual gesture were to be seen by a spoiled lady, she would definitely blush with embarrassment.

The girl was clearly wearing the purest white underwear, and she did not murmur softly, nor did she have a look of autumn in her eyes.

But even if she is extremely plain, she still adds a bit of pure charm.

But the sideways posture made it difficult for her to have a sense of balance. She couldn't maintain it for a few seconds and almost fell to the right.

He was about to hit the solid lake blue jade wall, and got another bruise.

In the blink of an eye, the girl's limp waist was grabbed with one hand.

Jiyuan sighed softly and pushed back the poor little head that kept tilting back as it couldn't find the right position.

"It's weak."

The waist is as soft as a willow branch, and it doesn't even need to be blown by the wind. It seems that it will break if I press it twice with a little force.

Little did they know that over the years since then, he has become familiar with the road and has broken the waist of the girl with crimson eyes countless times.

Jiyuan hugged the person out of the lake blue jade, just like holding a ball of white cotton, so light that he couldn't feel the weight.

Without taking two steps, they both disappeared.

The original calm and emptiness returned to the cave.

The next day, Yan Mansion.

Rong Shang waited all night, crying until his handkerchief was wet, and he looked haggard and haggard.

The person on the bed just moved her eyelids, and her words immediately popped out like a barrage of bullets.

"Yanlang, you finally woke up! I watched you all day and night. Although the doctor said it was nothing serious, I was so worried that I didn't dare to close my eyes. I prayed to all the gods and Buddhas, hoping that Yanlang would get well soon! "

Yan Beiqian was almost deafened by the commotion and wanted to ask her to calm down for a while.

Unfortunately, as soon as I woke up, my throat was dry and sore, and I couldn't make a sound.

He was forced to listen to another bunch of nonsense.

"Are you thirsty, Yanlang? Quickly drink some ginseng soup. I'll keep it warm."

"I have sent someone to tell my mother-in-law the news, and she has been worried all night."

"Hua Yin didn't know where to go to be lazy. I couldn't find anyone when I was using her." Rong Shang took the opportunity to apply eye drops.

After drinking the ginseng soup, Yan Beiqian calmed down and immediately got out of bed.

"The doctor said that you have to stay in bed to recuperate for a long time due to menstrual injuries. Yanlang, you can't get up. Where are you going?!"

Rong Shang had just put down the bowl, turned around and saw his actions, and was startled.

Yan Beiqian ignored the pain, frowned and asked, "Did anything happen to my father-in-law's house?"

The scene of Qin Yan falling off the cliff with his carriage was still vivid in his mind, and he couldn't wait to know whether he was still alive.