Wedding Dress (GL)

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It's not yet the step of going crazy, although it's dangerous, but as long as the blood is channeled well, it's not fatal.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the people on the bed shivered again.

Yan Ran looked at the charcoal fire, then at Xia Qinghan, his face was cloudy and uncertain, until the person on the bed curled up in fear of the cold, he made up his mind, loosened the collar of his shirt, and crawled naked into Xia Qinghan's bed quilt, tightly hugging and snuggling With Xia Qinghan.Her meridians are still clogged, and her internal energy is weak, she dare not rush to relieve it, so she can only use this stupid method to maintain it first, so as not to let this person suffer from hypothermia and freeze to death.After cuddling and hugging for a while, Xia Qinghan's heart felt a little warm, but such intimacy, such skin-to-skin contact, made Yan Ran's expression even weirder.Looking at Xia Qinghan's dry and white lips, Yan Ran couldn't help but leaned forward, pecked, and outlined the shape of her lips with the tip of her tongue. The taste was like a fish drinking water, revealing the hidden desire in her heart, wanting more, a little more...

Such greed.

Xia Qinghan trembled as if in response, Yan Ran came back to his senses, and hastily let go of the aggression against her, as if he finally realized what he had done, Yan Ran stared at Xia Qinghan in a daze, with all kinds of feelings lingering in his heart.

Covering tightly for a whole day, Xia Qinghan only broke out in a little sweat when dusk struck. His condition stabilized and he regained some sense of consciousness.In a drowsy state, he felt a soft body comforting him, indescribably comfortable and warm, and subconsciously hugged him. Only when the tentacles were startled, it turned out to be a piece of red, luo, warm and smooth, and slender and graceful , is the appearance of a woman.Is it Yan Ran? Xia Qinghan thought vaguely, although he knew the answer must be that one, but he couldn't help but want to open his eyes to confirm.

As if he had read her mind in advance, before he opened his eyes, someone covered her with his hands.

"Don't look at me." The voice was obscure, embarrassed, and somewhat indistinctly wronged.

"En." Xia Qinghan replied lightly.

"If you dare to open your eyes, I'll goug out your eyes and make wine."

"Um."

Xia Qinghan felt something soft touch her cheek, and then left quickly. Before she could think about what it was, she felt Yan Ran's other hand wandering from her wrapped waist to her lower abdomen and then to her chest. The acupoint in the middle of the tan, from the distant touch, to the actual pressing on the big acupoint on the chest, before he could dodge, he felt a little bit of weak internal force coming in from the acupoint, and Yan Ran asked in his ear: "I With just this little energy, you lead the way by yourself...is it better?"

It wasn't the usual taunting and sarcasm. Although the tone was somewhat concealed, it still revealed the master's concern.Xia Qinghan's words warmed his heart, and he didn't feel his limbs were stiff. He guided the qi to circulate through the meridians, dispelling the stuffiness in his chest. Although his body was still weak, he softened when he saw that his mind had cleared up a lot. "Much better," said the voice.

After a long time, Yan Ran said in a shy voice, "Lie down, and I'll fetch some water."

☆、Chapter 20

Yan Ran asked Xia Qinghan to wait while fetching water.After waiting for three full hours, my mouth was dry.After finally waiting, the man took the bowl and chopsticks, but he was dawdling, with a rare expression of tweaking, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

Seeing Xia Qinghan's sizing up, Yan Ran snorted coldly, without hesitation, strode up to Xia Qinghan, put the bowl heavily in front of Xia Qinghan, only glanced at Xia Qinghan, then ignored it, turned around and fiddled with the hanging on the bed A long sword that no one cares about for a long time.

The rice is fragrant, and I looked down to see the porridge in the bowl, boiled and smashed, but the color was strange, like dark green or purple black, I turned it over with a spoon, and there were some insect and ant remains mixed in... I couldn't tell the original appearance.Xia Qinghan tried five-flavored soup for Yan Ran, but the "ingredients" before eating were all strained, unlike the bowl of soup in front of him, it was hard to describe.This was the first time I saw Yan Ran wash his hands and make soup. Although he knew that people from the south and people from the Central Plains had a very different diet, Yan Ran had a lot of bad records. This bowl of porridge looked more like poisonous porridge. Xia Qinghan had to hesitate again and again before eating- ---But Yan Ran, who was always looking at him secretly, was suddenly angry.

"If I want to harm you, I just need to do it last night. Why bother?" Yan Ran said coldly, stepped forward a few steps, grabbed the bowl in Xia Qinghan's hand, drank a big gulp, and said with a glance, "You won't Drink it and return it, so as not to spoil me... spoil things!"

"It's my fault, it's my fault, I wasted things... why don't you finish drinking them all, and save some for me?" Xia Qinghan was taken care of all night, and was warmed by Yan Ran's bowl of porridge. The temper and anger dissipated early and was clean, and when he took it soft, it was quite crisp, until Yan Ran's next sentence stuck in his throat, and he didn't know what to do.

Xia Qinghan's body is still weak, and she's so skinny these days that she's almost out of shape. When there's a little wind coming out of the window, she has to clenched her fists and cough. Even against the seriously injured Yan Ran, she looks weak.A rare weakness ---- Yan Ran looked him up and down, then suddenly smiled.

"Since you don't like my things, why should I bring them to you?" Yan Ran put the porridge on the table, poured a glass of cold water for Xia Qinghan, and found a hard and small one from nowhere. The steamed buns were stuffed into Xia Qinghan's hands, and he snorted, "Here, then you will eat this from now on, three meals a day, every meal will be this, if you want to eat something else, wait until you have the strength to go to bed."

Xia Qinghan looked at the steamed bun and then at the porridge in Yan Ran's hand, sighed, tried his teeth with the steamed bun, and silently put the pig iron-like steamed bun aside, drank some water, Moisturized lips.Yan Ran smiled even more, picked up the porridge and blew it leisurely, and put it into his mouth without rushing.Xia Qinghan knew it was intentional, but there was no reason for the attack, so she could only look at Yan Ran dumbfounded.

After a long time, the porridge finally bottomed out. Yan Ran glanced at Xia Qinghan, lifted the spoon and handed the last mouthful of porridge to Xia Qinghan's lips. Next, ignoring the foreign matter in the rice, the spoonful of porridge tasted unexpectedly sweet in your mouth.

"How does it compare to your craft?"

Xia Qinghan thought about it seriously, "The taste is very unique, but the presentation is a bit poor, and the heat is also..."

Before he could say anything, Xia Qinghan stopped talking when Yan Ran gave him an annoyed look, and pursed his lips into a small smile.

"I've never seen you being so picky in the past, that's all, anyway, you won't be able to pick your mouth in the future..." Yan Ran paused, watching Xia Qinghan suddenly fell silent, went up to the bed without saying a word, and hugged her from behind He hugged Xia Qinghan, and put his profile face against her shoulder blades.

Xia Qinghan's back was visibly stiff. Ever since she rescued her and came back, when she was awake, Yan Ran rarely showed such undisguised intimacy and care for her, or felt uncomfortable, but she did not resist this intimacy, even in her heart. Jue Huanxi... When she was distracted, she felt Yan Ran caressing her shoulders and spine, and asked in a low voice: "What have you been doing these days?"

"To see an old friend." Sensing the unclear emotion in Yan Ran's words, Xia Qinghan slowed down her voice and tried her best to comfort her.

"Which old friend did you meet to make you look like this?" Yan Ran stroked Xia Qinghan's abrupt spine from behind, and counted pieces with his fingertips, "You are so skinny that you are almost like a skeleton... Hmph, so are you Is it the hospitality of the Central Plains people?"

Yan Ran poked Xia Qinghan's spine a little harder: "What are you hiding from me?"

"I'm not hiding from you," Xia Qinghan sighed, got out of Yan Ran's arms, turned around and stroked Yan Ran's hair, and said truthfully, "I'm going to see an old friend, and I beg him to help you think of a way to see if it can be cured. These... these wounds on your face. He was reluctant at first, so it took some trouble."

After hearing Xia Qinghan's words, Yan Ran's expression was both subtle and weird, as if mocking and resisting, but also as if he was contemptuous and self-deprecating, but those emotions had not been revealed more, and before Xia Qinghan discovered them, they were locked in His eyes were heavy.

"Then what happened."

"He taught me a way, I can try it, but I'm not sure..." Xia Qinghan was a little worried when talking about this point, she moved her hand to Yan Ran's cheek, and gently touched those cheeks with her fingertips. Eye-catching scars, Yan Ran let her do what she did, accepting all the pity and regret in Xia Qinghan's eyes. 23/43 First page Previous page 2122232425262728 Next page Last page