Rebirth: Thousand Miles of Smoke

Dian fell and stumbled to the side of the bed. The doctor wiped off his sweat, and when he saw the person on the bed, he immediately began to see a doctor.

It wasn't until the conclusion was reached that the doctor stood up and said: "This, this young man just inhaled too much smoke, and his throat hurts a bit. It will be healed in a few days. I will leave a prescription."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Tianming breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. He looked at his master again, but still frowned and looked at the person on the bed. Xiao Lu immediately followed the doctor to get medicine, Hua Lian also went to boil water for Lin Zi remote cleaning.

"Master." Tianming shouted, Ling Chentian looked at Lin Ziyao, and suddenly said: "This person has become my weakness."

Hearing this, Tianming was silent for a while, and replied: "As long as it is chosen by the master, it is the choice of the subordinates."

Ling Chentian sat on the head of the bed, touched those scorched ends of hair, the hair that was originally like a black waterfall was destroyed by the fire, what Ling Chentian was most satisfied with about him was his eyes, these were his eyes. Hair, thinking of the fire just now, I began to calculate in my heart, this is not the first time someone wants to kill this person.

He was always under his nose, provoking again and again...

Hua Lian came over with a washbasin, Ling Chentian took a cloth towel, slowly lifted the hair next to Lin Ziyao's cheeks, and began to wipe, Hua Lian stood aside, wanting to say nothing, Tianming winked at her, Hua Lian had no choice but to turn his face After putting down the basin, he followed Tianming out, and looked at Lin Ziyao worriedly before going out.

"Your master and servant are very affectionate." Tianming said casually.

"Young Master treats me like my own sister, and I also treat him as my brother." Hua Lian felt his throat a little sore, and his eyes turned red. Tian Ming was most afraid that the woman would cry, and he was a little at a loss. Hua Lian rushed forward, She cried more and more fiercely, crying out all the fright and fear just now.

But Tianming was stunned, it's not right to hug her, it's not right not to hug her, but seeing this girl shrugged her shoulders crying, she was very pitiful, so she had to pat her shoulder with her hand that didn't hold a sword and said: " It's all right, isn't your son still fine?"

"My lord, my lord's hair..." Lin Ziyao's hair was kept for his mother, Su Ya. Hua Lian knew very well that the scorched end of her hair would only be as long as her chest if she trimmed it.

Tianming wanted to laugh a little, he thought how could a man care about that, only this girl thought too much.

Outside, Tianming comforted Hualien, while inside, Ling Chentian wiped Lin Ziyao with a cloth towel, then suddenly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, looking at Lin Ziyao's tightly closed eyes, Ling Chentian sighed, picked up the Slowly cut off the scorched hair at the end bit by bit, holding the hair in his hands, Ling Chentian leaned down and kissed him lightly on the lips, he was really an uneasy guy.

It's just a pity that this head of hair is long, Ling Chentian narrowed his eyes.

The fire in the academy was known the next day. Lin Ziyao’s original house was burned down and collapsed. The students who came over in the morning were shocked when they saw it. One of the students saw his legs a little weak Yes, turn around and run away.

But after running a few steps, he was stopped by Tianming, who pointed his sword at him and asked sharply, "You locked Mr. Lin in the house last night, right?"

The student fell to the ground, he didn't know that Lin Ziyao was still alive, he just kept shouting: "I don't know, I really don't know."

The people around gathered around. Wei Ying was a little startled when she heard that Lin Ziyao was locked there. She looked at the people on the ground and asked, "Why did you do that? Even if we do what we usually do, we don't want him to die."

The student stared: "It's not you, the prime minister, who ordered me to deal with him. I thought it was this way, but I didn't set fire to it. I just taught him a lesson and locked him inside."

Tianming looked at Wei Ying and snorted coldly in his heart. It seemed that Lin Ziyao would not use this academy anymore. As for the mastermind, he might not be able to bear with him, but the people on this earth can make the master vent his hatred.

When Lin Ziyao woke up, his throat hurt badly. As soon as he stood up, he was supported by both hands, and then passed a glass of water. In other words, the other party blocked him, Lin Ziyao's eyes widened, but his throat was so painful that he could only swallow the water he had spent swallowing thirstily.

Ling Chentian let him go, then wiped off the water stains from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and asked, "Do you still want to?"

Lin Ziyao's face turned red all of a sudden, she shook her head slightly, looked at him, and suddenly remembered what happened last night, it turned out that it was really this person who saved her, the blush on her face subsided after a while, and she opened her mouth to say something Thank you, but finding that he couldn't make a sound, Lin Ziyao held his throat.

"It's okay, the doctor said it will be fine in a few days." Ling Chentian put the cup aside, hugged Lin Ziyao, and sighed softly, "I really don't know what to do with you."

Hearing this, Lin Ziyao tilted his head in doubt, and pushed Ling Chentian, but the other party hugged him even harder: "Don't move, just let me hug you."

He moved a little uncomfortably, Lin Ziyao couldn't speak again, he was a little anxious, he didn't like this, but Ling Chentian bit his ear and said: "If you move again, I won't guarantee that I will continue to done."

Lin Ziyao didn't dare to move anymore, and let him hold her stiffly, feeling that the other party didn't do anything, so she gradually relaxed. Is this man worried about himself?

This is the first time you have saved yourself?

"Fortunately, I came here last night." Ling Chentian let go of his hand and looked at Lin Ziyao. Lin Ziyao's face was slightly red. As if to jump out, Ling Chentian ran his hands through his hair, "It's a pity this hair."

Lin Ziyao shook his head, took his right hand, and wrote in his palm: Thank you.

"No need to thank you verbally, give me something practical." Ling Chentian leaned his face closer, Lin Ziyao stared at him, and patted his leaning cheek with his hand, but Ling Chentian grabbed his hand, Kissing his fingers erotically, Lin Ziyao immediately wanted to withdraw his hand.

But how could Ling Chentian let him succeed? He smiled and watched Lin Ziyao's cheeks getting redder and redder while kissing. Just as Lin Ziyao was about to get angry, he saw that there were many provocations on the other party's hanging hands. burst blisters.

The half of the hand was almost burnt by the fire, and it hurt to look at it. Lin Ziyao's eyes were red, and he took his hand and looked at him, as if asking if it hurts?

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt at all." Ling Chentian wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with another gun, and asked with a smile, "Are you crying for me?"

Lin Ziyao was stunned for a moment, his heart beating more and more unsteadily, he himself was only a 17-year-old boy, and he was too naive and sensitive about feelings, so he knew what was going on in an instant.

This sore, distressed feeling...

"Did you like me a little bit?" Ling Chentian asked with a smile.

Lin Ziyao got a little annoyed for a moment, curled his lips and let go of his hand, but Ling Chentian gasped suddenly: "I said it doesn't hurt, but you really think I don't hurt."

Hearing this, Lin Ziyao held up his left hand in a panic, opened his mouth and asked, "Medicine..."

"Don't talk." Hearing his hoarse voice, Ling Chentian immediately frowned, and then took out the ointment from his arms, although he had already applied it before, but now he doesn't mind asking Lin Ziyao to help him apply the ointment again once.

Seeing Lin Ziyao carefully applying medicine to himself, and even bragging about the wound on his hand, the corners of Ling Chentian's mouth raised a beautiful arc, the weak point is the weak point, as long as he is protected behind him, so that no one can see him. Just touch him.

Lin Ziyao helped him finish the medicine, and felt a little uncomfortable. This man had saved him so many times. Although he was always moody, he had never done anything to hurt himself, except that time when he went to the Proton Mansion.

"Hey, you haven't answered my question yet, do you like me a little bit?"

It's just this mouth is really unforgiving, Lin Ziyao lowered his head and didn't look at him, but Ling Chentian bent down and looked at him slightly, waiting for his answer, Lin Ziyao blushed, turned his head, Ling Chentian Tian simply fixed him with his hands, facing him straight.

But Lin Ziyao closed his eyes, intending not to face the other party at all.

Ling Chentian laughed, and then bit Lin Ziyao's lips. Lin Ziyao was startled. He opened his mouth to say something, but the other party took advantage of him and sucked his tongue. The numb feeling in his mouth made Lin Ziyao's body tremble. A little limp.

This person is really not ordinary domineering, Lin Ziyao opened his eyes, but couldn't push it away, so he had to respond resignedly.

Sensing Lin Ziyao's response, Ling Chentian was shocked, and then immediately deepened the kiss. As a result, both of them became hotter and hotter. Ling Chentian immediately stopped, panting heavily, and Lin Ziyao was okay. No matter where he was going, his ears were red, his clothes were a little messy, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were moist, Ling Chentian cursed in a low voice.

"Don't move, just let me hug you." Ling Chentian hugged him and said.

Lin Ziyao's body was stiff, he could feel the other person's firm and fiery place pressing against him, and he was stunned a little bit at a loss, and didn't dare to move.

"You are mine, Lin Ziyao, no one can take you away, even if you go to hell, I will bring you back." He still had lingering fears about what happened in the academy last night, Ling Chentian said domineeringly, "Hey, do you hear that?"

What kind of metaphor is this, Lin Ziyao relaxed, suddenly felt it was funny, rolled his eyes, Lin Ziyao hoarse voice, echoed: "I heard it."

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