If you drink too much alcohol, you will lose your memory and fragments, and you will be delirious due to excessive fever. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThere is also a situation, that is, he is seriously injured, and Yang Guo is like this at this time, his pupils are enlarged, he is confused, his cheeks are flushed, and his breath is short, which is not a light injury.

Although in a comatose state, the person shrugged on the back of a bumpy horse, and the instinctive physiology and reaction made people look like a small electric motor in the rain.

The moment of the national teacher, can it hit someone's heart without the effect of dizziness? Although Yang Guo was seriously injured after a long time of bumps, a lot of blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth and wet her shoulders.

"Young Master Yang, you have left a lot of blood, hold on, we will be home soon." The anxious voice was made by Cheng Ying, a woman in a green shirt who was on the royal horse.

Her shoulders are slender, and her thin waist shows her delicate posture. On the back of a shrugged horse, if it weren't for a human skin mask that couldn't see her expression, it must have been extremely interesting to think about.

Yang Guo always had the intention of leaning back on the bumpy horseback, and his right hand instinctively wrapped around the girl's waist. The slender green shirt outlines Cheng Ying's charming lines.

The drowsy Yang Guo had enough to fit the next harem in his mind, and the clutches of the devil would naturally not be honest, and he had been hovering in the waist and abdomen area for a long time, so he naturally slipped into the green shirt and touched it upward. He still shouted: "Auntie, aunt, don't go." A childlike dream came to Cheng Ying's ears.

Cheng Ying was extremely helpless, he was seriously injured, and it was difficult for him to seal his acupoints. But he was so light of himself. I really don't know what to do with him.

The clatter of horses' hooves disturbed the girl's heart, and her mood became even more irritable, "Ah! "It's okay for this guy to hold his waist, but this skillful movement actually reached into his shirt and held the tall twin peaks through the underwear. Cheng Ying forcefully removed his clutches, but the hateful Yang Guo actually lightly scratched at that point, the fluctuation of adolescence, even Cheng Ying was embarrassed for a while, but there was still a little expectation.

The girl's whole body was feverish, and she didn't know what to do. He stopped the horses. He led the horse and carried Yang Guo to run.

A moment of soberness, a moment of confusion, sometimes I feel that the little dragon girl is still by her side and has not left, it seems to be a dream.

Yang Guo had a burst of clarity in his mouth, and even the wound on his chest was indescribably comfortable, and he slowly opened his eyes and saw Cheng Ying, who had not been seen for several days.

She pressed the paper in her left hand and wrote on the silk paper with a pen in her right hand. Cheng Ying's back is slender, with a thin waist, and she is delicate and incomprehensible. Although the two live together in a simple thatched hut, they are spotless, quiet and vulgar.

Yang Guo just got up, a pain in his chest almost spit out blood, and he was silent for a moment before saying, "Thank you fairy for saving your life."

Cheng Ying put down the pen in his hand, walked quickly and said softly: "Don't move, take care of your injuries, and you're still flamboyant." The hideous expression of the mask on his face is quite realistic, and it looks chilling, although he knows that there is a beautiful girl under the mask, but Yang Guo said: "Fairy, since you saved me, why don't you take off the mask and let me know you?" Could it be that we know each other? ”

"We met a few days ago, I look ugly, don't you remember" Cheng Ying sighed like a young girl. Continue to write.

Yang Guo covered his wounds, coughed and said, "There are two kinds of women who can be remembered in the rivers and lakes." The first is that women don't let their eyebrows be shaved, and martial arts make men sigh to themselves. The other is to rely on appearance, with a shocking pretty face. ”

Cheng Ying smiled lightly, but was covered by the mask: "My beautiful appearance was born by my parents, but I am so ugly." It's a pity that it's not enough to be ugly, and the little woman's martial arts are not worth mentioning, and her talent is mediocre. I'm just the kind of woman who is most easily ignored."

Yang Guo looked at Cheng Ying with a smile in his eyes, with a contemplative look in his eyes, wondering whether to speak first?

With the faint light from the candlestick, Yang Guo cleared his throat: "Now that you see a gentleman, don't you like it?" "Clapping his hands and praising the beautiful handwriting.

Cheng Ying was stunned: "How can you see it?" "Big question, but even more shy. How can you not rejoice when you see a gentleman? But he saw it, but. But how could he see it?

Yang Guo listened to Cheng Ying's surprised question, his eyes lit up, and he boasted: "I'm a half-immortal, and I can tell fortunes." A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that he thought he was inscrutable.

At night, the candlelight suddenly suffocated for no reason. The candlelight flickered and dimmed, but the flickering flame was not extinguished, and after a while, Cheng Ying asked in a playful tone, "Oh?" That's a strange thing. Yang Shaoxia doesn't know my name, so it's better to count it and let the little woman see this half-immortal supernatural power. ”

Yang Guo pretended to mutter syllables that he couldn't even understand, and after a while, he slowly said, "Cheng Ying." Don't ask where you want to go, only the colorful fall. Yang Guo's eyes flashed, and he asked tentatively: "Is Yang Banxian accurate?" ”

Cheng Ying sighed and said, "You are so smart, you finally guessed my background." Then he turned and went out and said, "You are hungry, I'll go and get you some food." Instead of chatting with Yang Guo, he slowly walked out.

Yang Guo's ears and eyes were excellent, and he listened to Cheng Ying outside the window talking to himself: "No wonder he calls me aunt, when he talks about it." Even if you really want to call me aunt, it doesn't make sense......"

After a while, Cheng Ying came in with a small table and sent it to his bed. Serving Yang Guo to eat, the bamboo chopsticks were carefully polished so that they would not pierce his lips. Multiple ceramic bowls are filled with white rice and clear water.

Even the dishes have taken a lot of thought, even though they are green vegetables and tofu, eggs and small fish, they are also delicious and delicious. Yang Guo praised repeatedly, the most important thing is to be intimate and take care of people.

She moved a chair and sat on the edge of Yang Guo's bed, sewing up the torn garment. There is a soft light in her clear eyes, like a perfect little wife who runs a house.

Yang Guo knew that she had a good impression of her, and she wanted to see her face, so she suddenly stretched out her hands and took off the human skin mask on her face.

Cheng Ying never thought that he would take off his mask, his heart was pounding, his face was crimson, and he really didn't know what to do.

And Yang Guo's eyes lit up, and he finally saw the true face of Lushan. Her face was as bright as blood, her snow-white skin was as smooth as a baby, and there was a small dimple on her goose egg face, which was slightly shy.

Although Cheng Ying is not as beautiful and vulgar as Xiaolongnu, she is also extremely beautiful and gentle.

After a while, staring at Yang Guo, she stammered a little: "Yang, Yang Yang, Yang Xian's nephew, how can you be so unreasonable to me?" "The face is hot, and the delicate pink face is very cute.

Yang Guo itched in his heart and said, "What Yang Xian's nephew?" I'm older than you, is it Brother Yang? Speaking of this, he paused, pulled over one of her hands, held them in his palms and suddenly turned: "It can't be that I was talking nonsense when I was unconscious, right?" ”

Cheng Ying was ashamed and anxious, and his clenched hands were helpless to let him grasp them, but he couldn't help but fall for them.

A sincere heart beat for it, looking at Yang Guo's scorching eyes, as soon as he thought of what happened on horseback, a pretty face blushed to the root of his ears.

It turned out that Yang Guo was in a coma, not only hugged her, but also kept calling her 'aunt', that small voice, that call of a lingering affection, as if to call out a heart out of tenderness, the wind burns infinitely. When I think of holding my hands now, I held my twin peaks at that time...

"Oops!" Thinking of this, Cheng Ying suddenly opened her hands and ran out. I kept shouting in my heart, 'Shame on you, shame on you.'" ’

Yang Guo is face is blindfolded, my God, what's wrong? There is the rhythm of seeing Yang Guo's life at first sight, is this clearly a circle?

Yang Guo rubbed his arm, his left hand was still very painful, and the pestle on his chest that was given by the golden wheel was also really uncomfortable. Now the state of my body really can't think about Feifei, so hurry up and heal.

At the moment, the internal power is transported, the qi turns to a hundred points, and the vast internal force travels around the eight veins. Gradually, I fell asleep comfortably.

The next day, after a night of pranayama, the injury was much better. Yang Guo lazily lay on the bed and didn't get up. Cheng Ying came early with a green cloth and cut it according to the appearance of Yang Guo's shirt.

Her figure and demeanor are still a little girl, about seventeen or eighteen. When she lifted the needle and thread in her hand, the silver light flashed, Yang Guo's heart chuckled, and she remembered the events on Huashan that day, the sunflower treasure book, and the ordinary silver needle.

However, this thought was fleeting, quietly watching Cheng Ying cut and sew clothes for herself, a strong sense of happiness, and this morning passed quietly.

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