[Yang Jian] Who says you can't fall in love

Although Fu Xu was injured, he slept very peacefully this time.

It was mid-sun when she woke up, she opened her eyes and looked around the room, the room was empty and there were no other people.

It's a good thing he's not here.

She let out a long sigh of relief, held the corner of the quilt with her hands and lifted it upwards, wrapping herself tightly, only then did she feel the temperature on her face go down.

But after wrapping herself tightly, she felt uncomfortable again—she was naked, and her body was tightly pressed against his quilt, which was an indescribably weird feeling.

Last night, the fat fangs almost scratched half of her body, blood was all over her body, Yang Jian had no choice but to cut off her clothes completely.But he was indeed concentrating on bandaging her, his eyes focused only on the wound, and he didn't glance at other parts from the corner of his eye.Thinking of this, a smile could not help but spread across her face.

The person she fell in love with was such an honest gentleman.Her parents and clansmen are the spirits in heaven, and they will also be happy with him.

The wound was numb and itchy, and she always felt as if something was crawling inside her body. She twisted unbearably, and finally wrapped herself in a quilt, supported the edge of the bed, and sat up.

Fang sat still, and saw him pushing open the door with a medicine bowl in his hand.

Fu Xu's face became hot, and she instantly turned red from the base of her ears to her neck, and she lay back down as fast as lightning could cover her ears.It took him a lot of effort, the wound that was finally bandaged was pulled by her vigorously, and it almost burst open, the pain caused her facial features to wrinkle into a ball.

Seeing her like this, he chuckled and shook his head, his expression seemed to be helpless, but also doting.Holding the medicine bowl with one hand, he turned around and closed the door. He walked slowly to the bed and put the bowl down.

"Don't lie on your side, it's easy to press on the wound." He sat down next to each other, across the tight quilt, put his hand on her shoulder, and gently pushed her.

Fu Xu had just laid down in a hurry, and before he could tidy up the quilt and hair, he wrapped himself into a ball and turned his back to him.

Half of her hair was spread messily on the pillow and quilt, and half of it flew to her neck and cheeks, itching very much, just like her current state of mind.

"Oh." She moved slightly, turned her face around, but her body was still sideways.Clearing her throat, she tried her best to pretend nothing had happened, and said to him, "Yang Jian, you mess with my hair."

Yang Jian didn't say anything, and gently smoothed her hair.When his fingers were cold and rubbed against her cheek, she was taken aback and blurted out: "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Hmm..." Yang Jian followed her gaze and looked at his hand, which was indeed cold and stiff. "It's too cold, it's probably freezing."

He put his hands behind his back and made an excuse at random.

It's not just his hands that are cold, his whole body is cold at the moment.Ever since she was injured, her face had been pale to the point of being bloodless, and she was not as rosy now.The flesh on half of her body was almost completely torn, and the most serious injury was the two deep holes bitten by the fangs.Since she fell asleep, he had been worried all night, fearing that if there was another problem with the wound, she would not be able to wake up.

"Then do you want to... hold your hand..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, until she couldn't hear her at last.The quilt was raised high, covering the lower half of her face, leaving only a pair of clean and bright eyes blinking quickly.

"Huh? What?" He wanted to tease her, bent down and approached, and the distance between the two faces was less than an inch, before he could barely stop, "What about the handle?"

The moment he approached, Fu Xu tightly closed her eyes, tilted her head, and turned to him sideways: "I didn't say anything!"

"I was so cold just to make medicine for you, you don't even want to warm me up? Tsk tsk, why are you so ungrateful?" He put his hands on both sides of the quilt, wrapped her in his arms, and secretly retracted his strength , hug her tightly.

It seems that only in this way can he feel at ease.

"You've got the bed, and you've got the quilt." He observed her expression while talking, "It's just to warm your hands, aren't you willing?"

Fu Xu really felt sorry for him, but he also felt that men and women could not accept each other.After struggling for a while, she secretly opened her eyes a little, and slowly stretched out her hand under the quilt, showing her fingertips, and said coyly, "You hold my hand."

Yang Jian did so, holding her warm fingers with a smile.

Fu Xu moved his body inward, freeing up the quilt that had been warmed just now, and tightly held his hand with both hands: "Just, just keep you warm for a while!"

Yang Jian's heart was filled with warmth, the girl in front of him was clean and hot, and the long-lost warmth spread from the bottom of his heart.

He suddenly moved closer and pressed his forehead against hers. Seeing that she was subconsciously trying to avoid her, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Ah Fu, thank you."

With this thank you, Fuxu forgot to be nervous. She looked at the face approaching innocently, and asked, "Why are you thanking me? Obviously I should thank you... I came here, and I was hurt several times and dragged down." You, I need you to take care of me..."

"You." Before Fu Xu finished speaking, he heard him laugh, "You also know that you are bothering me?"

"Cut..." Fu Xu rolled his eyes and turned his head rudely, not wanting to look at him anymore.

But he wasn't annoyed, and felt more and more likable about her.

He raised his hand to hold her face, and forced her to turn around, looking into his serious and concerned eyes: "Oh, Ah Fu, you promise me that you will be vigilant in the future and don't get hurt again, okay? This time I am here , what if I’m not here next time?”

"How can I control whether I get hurt or not?" The more Fu Xu said, the more guilty he felt, and he simply closed his eyes again, not looking at him.

Before she met Yang Jian, she was indeed not so careless.

After she left Wa Palace and served in the Heavenly Court, she was alone. No one would protect her like Caiyun Bixia, and no one cared about her like Nuwa Empress.No matter where she goes, she is always on guard and vigilance, and will not believe anything easily.

But ever since she got to know this man, all her defenses and abilities seemed to be thrown out of the sky.She knew that as long as she followed him, he would stop all difficulties ahead, and he would not let her take risks.

Even though they only met a few times at that time, she trusted him for no reason.

I am willing to put my life in the palm of his hand, and I am willing to put him in my heart.

Feelings always have to be caught off guard, so that people are willing to spend their minds on pondering.And this unexpected feeling fermented during the days with him, and finally completely turned into what she expected.

She was about to reluctantly agree to him, but she heard him sigh speciously: "Forget it, even if you agree, I won't believe it."

"you……"

"But anyway, I will always be by your side. If you are too lazy to defend yourself, just follow me. No..." He frowned, "No, as long as I live, I will be by your side. If one day I If you're gone, get out of here."

"Bah, bah, bah." Fu Xu hurriedly pressed his lips, and said, "When the battle starts, don't say that you are dead or not, it's unlucky."

He took her hand, pressed it against his face, and said with a smile: "Life and death are up to you. If God arranges for me to die, I can't help it."

"I won't let you die." Fuxu shook his head, interrupted him with a solemn expression, "I don't believe in destiny. You believe me, as long as I live, you won't die."

"I still believe in you." He smiled helplessly, "You can't even take care of yourself, so don't worry about my life or death. The most important thing is that you should take good care of your injuries." He kissed her lightly on the cheek and sat up , "Take a good rest, I'm going to discuss some things with my uncle."

"Hey!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Fu Xu forgot for a moment that he was not wearing any clothes, half-stretched his right arm, and held his arm with his left hand, "I want to ask you something."

Half of the quilt slipped off, and the girl's clean and white body was exposed in the air. Yang Jian's eyes darkened, and he hurriedly turned around and grabbed the quilt to wrap her back again.

Fu Xu didn't care about the difference between men and women, leaned his head on his shoulder, and gently wrapped his arms around his thin and strong waist through the quilt: "Yang Jian, you...do you love me?"

Yang Jian didn't answer, but hugged her back vaguely, not daring to use force for fear of pressing her wound.He was silent for a long time, but his heartbeat had already answered for him.

"Since when did you know I'm a woman?"

"First look."

"Then when did you start liking me?"

He paused and kissed her hair lightly: "Maybe, it's also the first time."

She leaned on his shoulder, but her expression did not show joy because of his words, instead she was preoccupied.But it was precisely because they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly that she dared to ask hesitantly: "Yang Jian, if one day you find out that I am not me, what will you do?"

"What do you mean you are not you?"

"That is, if I am not the me in front of you, not the name, not the identity, not even the appearance..." Yang Jian interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"If one day, you find that I am not the me in front of you, will you not accept it?"

"of course not!"

"Then no matter what your name is, what your status is, what your appearance is, and no matter who you are, you will always be—" He held her hand and slowly moved it to his heart, making her feel how strong she was. With a strong heartbeat, "I have always lived here, the only one."

"You go." Fuxu straightened up, took a deep breath, and wrapped himself back in the quilt: "The Ten Absolute Formation is dangerous, and the Falling Soul Formation is the worst. Be careful."

"Don't worry." He brought the medicine bowl over and took a sip, "It's not hot anymore, drink it while it's hot."

Fu Xu drank the medicine with his hand, then watched him leave and closed the door.

With his promise, she was both sweet and worried.I hope that when he knows that he is a god, he will really be like what he said just now, and will not give up.