When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Qianling stepped into a pharmacy, bought simple medicines and returned to the previous location.

The commercial street is crowded with people, but Yan Zekai is tall and well-proportioned, and it is particularly obvious when standing in the crowd.

He stood there without moving, as if he was afraid that Qianling would not find him when he came back, his cold appearance was incompatible with the excitement around him.

Qian Ling walked over quickly.

"I bought you some medicine to wipe the wound on your hand."

Qian Ling carried the medicine bag, while Yan Zekai followed obediently.

Passers-by around were attracted to turn their heads frequently.

"What kind of fairy beauty combination is this?"

"It's a good match, I want to knock CP! A loyal dog and a princess!"

The two walked to the bench next to the drink shop one after the other.

Qian Ling unwrapped the cotton swab, "Give it to me."

Yan Zekai was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "I can do it myself."

"All right,"

Qian Ling handed him the medicine, "You do it yourself."

Disappointment flashed across those deep eyes, but Yan Zekai still took the cotton swab and disinfectant alcohol, and he unwrapped the package somewhat resignedly.

The act of applying the medicine to himself was also extraordinarily rude, as if it wasn't his hand.

Qian Ling gestured to take the cotton swab in his hand, "Be gentle, it's easy to get hurt again."

Yan Zekai's fingers snapped.

The cotton swab was taken away, Qian Ling held his hand, and the slight cool wind blew over the small damage on the finger joints, taking away the burning pain and replacing it with coolness.

Yan Zekai raised his eyelashes.

The young boy's white and delicate face was pressed against his cheek, and he blew his wound with his eyes downcast. He was so pretty and well-behaved that his whole body radiated a warm light.

Qian Ling focused on treating the wound, without looking up.

If he took a quick look, he could find that Yan Zekai's ears were completely red, and the eyes staring at him were even deeper.

While wiping the wound, Qian Ling asked casually, "Why did you suddenly appear in that place?"

"..." Yan Zekai said bluntly, "Passing by."

"Passing by?"

Qianling laughed softly, and the hot breath hit his fingertips, causing a slight itch, "Just passing by, and just happened to save me?"

Yan Zekai was numb all over.

He is used to fighting with others, because he has practiced physical fitness and boxing and other martial arts all year round, and his body is much stronger than normal people.

But it seems that as long as he meets Qian Ling, his words, or even the slightly sunken dimples when the corners of his mouth curls up, can make him numb all over.

He couldn't help but curl his fingers.

"Hey, don't move around," Qian Ling held his wrist tightly, "Why are you so disobedient? You ran so fast just now, and now you move around again."

Yan Zekai immediately stopped moving.

"Yes, sorry."

Only then did Qian Ling raise her head, her eyes smiled into crescent moons, as if they were covered with stars, she said, "What are you apologizing to me for? I should thank you."

"You thanked me just now."

Qian Ling lowered her head again, and muttered while taking the medicine: "The group of people took my mobile phone and insisted on me playing that boring game. Fortunately, you are here. If you don't let me, I don't know how to get out... "

Yan Zekai said: "If you think about it in the future, just call me. With me around, no one will dare to bully you."

Qianling's fingers paused.

He rubbed alcohol on the last damage, put the garbage into a bag, and looked at Yan Zekai quietly, "What if you can't find where I went?"

Yan Zekai's tone was serious and firm, "Then I will keep looking until I find it."

Qian Ling quietly looked at the boy in front of him for a while, he obviously had a hard and cold appearance, but unexpectedly he could say some nice words.

He stood up, "Thank you for making me happy, the medicine is ready, then I will go back first."

When Qianling turned to leave, there was a sudden shout from behind.

"Shallow spirit!"

Qian Ling paused.

Yan Zekai said: "What I said is true..."

The second half of the sentence was suddenly swallowed by the turbulent waves, the surrounding scenery suddenly collapsed, and was washed away by the torrential flood that suddenly rushed in.

Qian Ling's consciousness was also pulled heavily, and as the waves rolled, his nasal cavity and lungs were filled with moist water vapor.

He should be waking up from this memory.

"His Majesty."

"Your Majesty, wake up!"

Calls fell on Qian Ling's ears, hurried and tense, and there were chaotic footsteps around.

Qianling's chaotic consciousness was finally awakened, he raised his eyelids with difficulty, and what caught his eyes was a familiar but unfamiliar handsome face.

His memory hadn't come back completely, but the other party hugged him tightly in joy, his voice almost trembling, "Your Majesty, I thought I would never see you again."

... He Lanjun?

The general Qian Ling met in the early stage of this dungeon, because he was afraid that the other party would get in the way, he sent him to the station with any excuse, and he was not allowed to return to Beijing without an order.

How could it be in this place?

System 663 said: [Congratulations on your return, host. 】

Qian Lingdao: Why did I suddenly enter my memory?where did you go?

System 663 said: [I've been here all the time.It may be the hallucination after you choked on the water. Did you dream about something bad? 】

"..."

Qianling frowned.

It's not a bad thing, it's just an inexplicable memory.

Seeing that Qian Ling didn't respond for a long time, He Lanjun shook his shoulder vigorously, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Only then did Qian Ling turn her attention back to the man in front of her.

The other party's original clothes were also wet because of hugging him, and he looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't care at all, as if Qian Ling was left in his eyes.

Qian Ling opened his mouth, and the urge to vomit surged up.

He pushed He Lanjun away, hunched over and vomited, spitting out a stomach full of water.

He Lanjun hurriedly shouted: "Has the doctor not been found yet?"

"My lord, you are already on your way." The subordinates beside him said.

He Lanjun cursed, "A bunch of trash."

He hurriedly supported Qian Ling, and gently wiped off the water droplets on the red lips with the inside of his cuff, while the other hand gently breathed for her.

"Your Majesty, do you feel any other discomfort?"

Qianling raised her wet eyelashes, the steam on them looked like she had cried, and the corners of her eyes and the tip of her nose were also covered with a thin layer of powder due to the cold.

"He Lanjun, you are so courageous."

Qian Ling's voice was a little hoarse, as if some sugar grains had been sprinkled on the glutinous rice dumpling, it was a bit rough after a sip, but it melted in the ears, but it was extremely sweet, "How dare you sneak back against the order."

He Lanjun has had trouble sleeping and eating these past few days, even in his dreams, he is the figure of Qian Ling, with that arrogant appearance shouting to punish him.

When he saw Qian Ling drowning and lost consciousness, his heart seemed to be hit hard, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Now that he finally heard Qian Ling's voice again, He Lanjun smiled in relief.

"As long as His Majesty is happy, I will obey all orders."

"Ok?"

Qian Ling was stunned for a few seconds, why did He Lanjun suddenly become so obedient?

At this moment, a similarly wet figure came over under his hands.

Kneel down and salute after approaching.

"Your Majesty, General, a rebel was found in the water, and he still has this thing in his hand."

A familiar small wooden box appeared in front of Qian Ling's eyes, and inside was the cicada jade that he put in with his own hands.