"Nonsense. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The voice is soft.

She reached out and rubbed his head like a kitten.

"I'm sorry. "The voice is hoarse.

She hung her head a little frustrated, and a little regretful, and looked at his silent appearance:

"I ran here in the middle of the night to drink alcohol...... It won't be because I killed you that day, right?"

…… Probably not, right?

The few words she uttered in a hurry should not have this kind of weight ......?

The moonlight is blurred.

Lan Yue fell among the sea of flowers, breaking away from her hand, a pair of red eyes were blurry and hazy, revealing the smell of wine.

"Let's go, go back and sober up. Qianling stretched out her hand to help him up, but was dodged again.

"Don't touch me......" he frowned, his hazy eyes looking at her warily, "I don't know you." ”

This guy ...... And drunk a lot.

Qianling squatted in front of him and reasoned patiently:

"You don't know me, you still have to go back with me, you know me when you wake up, okay?"

She reached out to help him, but someone slapped her hand away.

"Well-behaved, obedient, good baby Satsuki ......"

She reached out to pull him, but someone knocked her hand off again.

"Lan Yue! Do you want to fight?!"

The back of her hand was slapped painfully, and she went straight forward in anger and hugged her waist roughly, regardless of his resistance, and dragged her to her feet.

"Hmm......" Before he could take two steps, a low moan suddenly came from his arms.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he leaned into her arms, his body slowly softening, and his face was as pale as paper in the moonlight.

"Xiaoyue!" Qianling's face changed, and she hugged his weakly collapsed body in a panic, and her legs were weak and the two of them almost fell to the ground together.

"Xiao Yue, Xiao Yue, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you......" She sat back on the ground in a panic, and reached out to hold his face tremblingly, but saw that her cheeks were pale, and there was a faint cold sweat that wet the black hair on her forehead.

"Ling ......" hoarse voice, like a dream.

He snuggled into her arms, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, his face pale, his misty eyes faintly filled with pain, and his mouth murmured unconsciously.

"I'm here, I'm here...... Woo......"

Qianling's eyes turned red in an instant, she hugged him tightly in her arms, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead little by little, and gradually her nose became sour and her voice was a little choked.

The fine beads of sweat did not abate, he snuggled weakly into her arms, his hair scattered around his pale cheeks, his fingers weakly grasped the corners of her clothes, and a moan or two faintly oozed from his lips.

"Satsuki, what's wrong? What's wrong? Isn't it...... Is the wound hurting again?"

Qianling wanted to check his injuries with red eyes, but he saw his left hand unconsciously covering his stomach, and his eyes froze.

"Stupid...... Stupid!"

She hurriedly hugged him and stretched out her hand to wrap around her body, and kept stroking her back to relieve some pain:

"Let you drink! Let you drink in the middle of the night! Stupid! Forget it! Woo......"

She choked up and cursed.

The hand caressing his back slowly stopped, clutching his shirt tightly. His nose was sore, his heart seemed to be clenched by something, and the pain was so painful that warm tears spilled from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Satsuki...... I'm not going to kill you anymore...... I'm not going to hurt you again...... Woowoo woo ......"

She hugged him tightly and cried regret and distress.

No wonder he refused to go down the branches, no wonder he refused to get up and go back with her, it turned out that his stomach hurt all the time?

She also tricked him into pulling him down from a branch......

Qianling's heart was sour, and her tears became more and more turbulent, hugging the weak body of the person in her arms tightly, and she couldn't stop rubbing her back to relieve the pain for him.

"Night owl! You like to run around at night, and it's not worrying at all...... You night owl......"

She remembered that night in Ellens, he fell from the sky and scared her away.

At that time, I was also holding him like this and crying in fear, so anxious that I didn't know what to do.

Moon......

Did I owe you anything in my last life?

He snuggled weakly into her arms, his cheeks buried in his neck, feeling the familiar embrace hugging his body, his warm palm caressing his back and forth, gradually dissipating the dull pain in his body......

His eyelashes trembled, the paleness of his cheeks eased little by little, and he slowly reached out to wrap his arms around her.

"Is it better?"

Feeling that he seemed to be relieved, Qianling wanted to check his condition, but the guy in her arms held her and refused to let go, nor did she show her face.

"Xiaoyue, what about you, does it still hurt?"

She had no choice but to lower her head and hold his face, look at it carefully, and see that there was no more cold sweat on her forehead, and her face had returned to a slight ruddyness, so she put her mind at ease and gently stroked the black hair on his forehead distressedly:

"Tell me the truth, how much did you drink?"

couldn't hide from her face, he lowered his eyelashes and was silent, as if he didn't intend to "confess" honestly.

"Forget it......"

She sighed and hugged him softly with some distress: "In the future, don't drink anymore." ”

"Even if you want to drink, remember to call me, don't drink alone, do you hear?"

The moonlight was hazy, and the eyelashes that were as thin as a fan fluttered gently, and he was held in her arms, and his eyelashes trembled:

"You ......"

"I know, you want to say you don't know me, right?" she was a little helpless, "You should think that Qianling asked me to come, as well as Lishuo and Longya, they called me here...... Is that okay?"

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, and whispered softly:

"Liar...... You are Qianling. ”

She was stunned, let go of her hand and looked at him in surprise, and sneered: "I'm Qianling again now?

Lovely guys. Drunken and dazed look...... It became more and more cute.

He silently reached out and pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, pressed against the soft chestnut hair, and gently rubbed his cheeks:

"Taste...... It won't lie. ”

Such a faint, reassuring mint scent......

He was familiar.

It's her taste.

Qianling was stunned.

The cheeks burned in an instant, and gradually the temperature rose until the roots of the ears turned red. Something suddenly shook in his chest, and the smell of wine between his nose was like a ribbon between him and hers, flowing and wrapping......

The moonlight is intoxicating.

"Go back!" she almost reflexively broke away from his hand and "soared" to her feet, but before she could take two steps, someone grabbed her wrist.

“…… You're going to go again?"

Under the hazy moonlight, he looked at her, his face was still pale and weak, and his eyes were full of sadness and fragility.

How many times are you going to leave me?

Qianling's face was red and hot, something in her chest was still pounding, and when she heard his faint whisper, her blank brain slowly regained consciousness. After a pause, she hesitated for a while, but she leaned over and carefully wrapped her waist around him to get up, and coaxed softly:

"Don't go...... I'm going to take you home. I'm leaving, who's going to take care of Satsuki?"