Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 1235, I have

Still dressed as a nouveau riche.

Against the sun, it is golden and glaring.

In a flash, the Pirates of St. has stood in front of Long Yunzhan and supported Long Yunzhan’s shoulder: “The Qingtou’s girl didn’t come back with you? It’s hard... a class confrontation game, have you been beaten? ”

"The game won." Long Yun Chan replied faintly, interrupting the cranky thoughts of stealing the saints. "First take these doctors and give them the pulse. Others will talk later."

After all, lead more than twenty doctors and go to the rooms of the teenagers.

The old house that has been quiet for a long time has gradually become extremely lively.

The doctor came back and forth.

Zhao Bo and others listened to the instructions of the doctors, running back and forth, and slamming their hands.

......

The room of speech.

Qiao Jin sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the cold sweat in front of his forehead with a towel.

That delicate little face, at this time pale as paper.

The red lips of the flames on weekdays, there is no blood at this time.

Breathing is extremely heavy, and occasionally painful contempt.

Her eyebrows are close together and seem to be holding back severe pain.

Qiao Jin rubbed her hand with cold sweat, and could not stop shaking.

Seeing such painful words, his heart hurts even more.

I can't wait to replace her and suffer from such pain.

Qiao Jin was infinitely annoyed. When he was in the back mountain, why did he not accompany him?

If he is with words.

If you don’t suffer such a serious injury, you won’t take the emperor’s remedy, and you won’t suffer such pain...

Slender fingers, one by one, clenched the towel in his hand.

The strong and determined man, at this moment, red eyes.

Qiao Jin put the towel in the basin on the side and gently held up her little hand.

The weak boneless hand, the little one, his big palm, can wrap her little hands.

Qiao Jin clenched her hand and lifted it gently, closing her cheek.

Her hands are cold and deboning, like a frost.

Cold his body, a slight tremble.

Heart, more pain and paralysis.

"Oh..." Qiao Jin whispered, screaming the name of the words.

Even he himself has not noticed.

The tenderness in my own words can almost come out of the water.

His gaze, tenderness, gentleness: "Oh... After this time, I am more and more sure of your position in my heart. When you wake up, wait for you to get better, I must... I will be in my heart. If you tell me,"

"Ok……"

A painful contempt broke the whisper of Qiao Jin.

The original confession of Qiao Jin, the sound of a meal.

The morale of the talent was full and suddenly disappeared.

The woman lying in bed, her eyes and twitching, gently writhing her body.

The heavier breathing is like suffering from unspeakable pain.

Qiao Jin clenched her hand and pressed it tightly on her face. One hand covered her eyes: "Hey, I am... I am..."

The palm of your hand can clearly feel the touch of the eye when it is moved.

Qiao Jin’s heart trembled and immediately took back his hand.

Sure enough, I saw the eyes of the open eyes, covered with a layer of confusion.

She squinted in confusion, her face frowned.

Until, the eyes of the words were completely opened, and a pair of blurred eyes looked at him.

Qiao Jin is in a stalemate.

He also holds his hand and puts it on his cheek...

"Yes, I am sorry..." Qiao Jin looked red, instinctively let go of his hand, awkwardly apologizing.

(End of this chapter)