The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

No matter what Bai Lin wants him to do, Bai Lin can do it for him, as long as he won't leave him again, Bai Lin won't mind.

He kept nodding his head, and said in a crying voice: "I want, I really want... I miss it so much that I can't sleep at night, I can't eat..."

He paused, and adjusted his breathing again.

"Thinking about it makes me heartbroken, life would be worse than death..."

At this time, Yin Tingli hugged Bai Lin tightly again, although he wanted Bai Lin to have him in his heart, but he didn't want Bai Lin to be hurt because of it.He thought silently in his heart that he shouldn't have asked this sentence, whether it was the fault of this sentence or not, but this sentence made Ah Lin so sad, he thought he really deserved to die.

"A Lin, stop crying, I'm right here, I'm back, why are you still crying?"

"Your Highness... I went to the border, but I didn't find you. Some people said that you were dead..." Bai Lin was surrounded by a tight embrace, and said in a low voice.

Yin Tingli heard this, and thought that Ah Lin was so sad for him, so he became angry: "Nonsense, I'm doing well!" After a pause, he joked again, "Who said that? It's such a rumor. I really should let the emperor kill his nine clans."

"Then why didn't you come back? Made me think I'll never see you again?" Bai Lin raised his head to look at Yin Tingli, couldn't help pounding his chest with his hands, and complained while crying: "Why? Make me worry about you so much? Why? I've been looking for you for a long time but haven't found it. "

Yin Tingli's face turned paler and paler, and he couldn't hold back a muffled snort when Bai Lin hit hard.

"Humph……"

When Bai Lin heard this, she quickly stopped, grabbed his arm and asked worriedly: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Where are you injured?"

Thinking that she had just hammered his chest, and then started touching Yin Tingli's chest again.

Yin Tingli stopped with one hand, and comforted: "It's okay, Ah Lin, I'm going to fight, so I won't get hurt."

Bai Lin knew that it was normal to be injured, but he couldn't restrain his emotions, and said, "Your Highness, let's see the doctor again when we return home!"

Yin Tingli looked at him dotingly, pinched his nose, and said, "Okay, my little nagging ghost!"

Wangfu.

Yin Tingli pointed to the urn on the table and asked curiously, "A Lin? This urn can't be mine!"

Bai Lin didn't expect that His Highness would find the urn that he didn't come to deal with, so he quickly grabbed it and hid it behind his back, saying: "No, no, isn't Your Highness well? How could it be His Highness's, this It's... this is..."

Bai Lin, who has always been quick-witted, didn't think of how to explain it.

Yin Tingli stepped forward, held Bai Lin's other hand, glanced behind him, and said, "What is this?"

Being questioned by His Highness, Bai Lin became nervous and said indiscriminately: "It's from Wangcai..."

Bai Lin scratched the back of his head with one hand. When he just returned home, he saw Wangcai alive and kicking, so he nodded and said, "No, it's for fortune..."

I saw Yin Tingli looked at the sparrows jumping up and down in the golden birdcage, and then looked at Bai Lin with a puzzled expression.

Bai Lin...

Yin Tingli saw that Bai Linyuan was in a hurry when he couldn't speak, so he said for him, "It's mine!"

Bai Lin stared at him with wide almond eyes, then blinked a few times, he had nothing to say.