"The water is coming. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info. Ye Yanran whispered, the leaves rolled slightly, handed to the man's lips, and slowly sent clear water.

As soon as Huang Fuchen's lips touched the clear water, he kept sucking and drinking, his throat turning up and down.

Ye Yanran looked at the man with clear eyes, and after a while, he drank a leaf of water, and his little hand fell.

Ye Yanran looked at the man's resolute copper-colored face worriedly, and reached out to probe the man's forehead.

"It's still so hot." Ye Yanran opened her mouth worriedly, looking at the fire on the side, this dress has not been dried yet, and she can't wear it yet.

"Looks like we can only feed some medicine first." Ye Yanran thought so and turned back to the medicine jar

Ye Yanran carefully lifted the broken porcelain jar and used a piece of washed piano leaf to dissipate the heat.

After a while, Ye Yanran held the warm medicinal juice with the leaves and walked towards the man.

It was already night outside the entrance of the cave, the rain had stopped, it was extremely cool, and a bright moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight sprinkled on the entrance of the cave.

Inside the cave, the firewood that was still burning, roasted the clothes that the two of them were drying.

"Bochen, drink the medicine." Ye Yanran sat beside Huang Fuchen, looking at the man's unconscious sleeping face, his copper-colored cheeks were flushed, obviously burning.

Ye Yanran sighed, thinking that she didn't know how to get up and drink medicine by herself.

Ye Yanran took the leaf and handed it to the man's lips.

"Open your mouth." Ye Yanran let out a soft voice, and slowly poured the medicinal juice from the leaves into the man's mouth.

Huangfu Chen's sword frowned, or the medicine was bitter, and he choked at once, coughing one after another.

"cough~~poof~~coughcough~~"

The potion spat out.

"Why did you throw it up? How can it be good without taking medicine? Ye Yanran blamed angrily, but seeing that the man coughed for a while, he still didn't react, and he lay down and fell asleep.

Ye Yanran had no way to take Huang Fuchen, crying with a sad face, "What should I do?" How can it be good without taking medicine? ”

Ye Yanran tried again, and this second time not only did she not feed it into her mouth, but she couldn't even pry her mouth open.

Huang Fuchen pursed his thin lips in a drowsy sleep.

"Disobedient, it's really annoying~~" Ye Yanran snorted, got up, and went to hold a leaf of potion again.

Ye Yanran sat back on Huang Fuchen's side, looking at the man's sleepy appearance, she was worried, and she must give him a drink.

Ye Yanran's eyes flickered anxiously, and in an instant, her mind lit up.

The next moment, the woman's cheeks turned red, and they were as red as red begonias.

"Looks like that's the only way to feed you medicine." Ye Yanran muttered shyly, watching the man fall asleep, and he was asleep anyway, and he wouldn't know anything.

Ye Yanran lowered her head and took a sip of the medicine in the leaf, and it was really bitter.

Ye Yanran took the medicine in her mouth, approached Huang Fuchen's lips, and pasted it.

In his sleep, Huang Fuchen felt the warm softness on his lips and opened his lips slightly.

Ye Yanran opened her mouth, and the medicinal juice fell into the man's mouth, and the pair of phoenix eyes stared at the man's face lightly, with red cloud cheeks, and the emotion was hot.

The trace of bitterness fell into the man's mouth, and Huang Fuchen subconsciously frowned, wanting to spit it out.

Ye Yanran subconsciously blocked the man's mouth, and the tip of her tongue poked out slightly, so jerky against the man's mouth.

With a "grunt", the man's Adam's apple rolled over, and Huang Fuchen swallowed the medicine without any defense.

Seeing this, Ye Yanran let go of her lips and looked down at the leaf, there was still a lot of medicine.

I bowed my head again and took a big sip...

After repeating it a few times, Ye Yanran took the last sip, held the man's face with both hands, lowered her head, and approached.

Huang Fuchen's eyes opened slightly, his head was groggy and painful, and he looked at Ye Yanran, who was approaching, and opened his lips slightly.

The woman's soft lips pressed against his, so gently tossing and turning into the bitter medicine.

Confused consciousness, Huang Fuchen's heart fluttered for a while, I must be dreaming, how could Yan'er come to kiss herself?

Huang Fuchen subconsciously closed his eyes, and the tongue in Tan's mouth suddenly went to teach the lilac tongue that was entwining women...

This kind of dream is so beautiful.,It's so good.,I really hope to dream like this for a while.。。

Ye Yanran was suddenly startled, the man's tongue counterattacked, and the sect entangled herself, and she was overjoyed.

Ye Yanran's breathing was a little short, and her tongue was so meekly entangled with the man's tongue that the bitter taste turned into sweetness.

The increasingly viscous liquid in Tan's mouth kept swallowing, suffocating kisses.

Ye Yanran propped up her hands, let go of her lips, and looked down at the man, still with that sleepy face.

"Are you asleep? Still not asleep? Bochen? Ye Yanran's eyes stared at the man's lethargic appearance so intently.

Huang Fuchen squinted his eyes and looked at the woman sitting in front of him.

"Yan'er." The man's lips moved slightly, and the voice was in his throat.

"What did you say?" Ye Yanran saw the man's lips moving, and immediately stepped forward and lay down.

"Yan'er." Huang Fuchen muttered.

"Huh? Bochen, what do you want to say? Ye Yanran's soft voice.

"Yan'er. I sure. I'm dreaming. I dreamed that you kissed me. Huang Fuchen muttered a sentence and fell asleep again.

Ye Yanran's eyes were stunned, and a taste rippled in her heart, sweet and sour, with a little bit of indescribable distress.

"Bochen." Ye Yanran spoke softly, reached out and hugged the man, hugging the man's hot chest.

Ye Yanran hugged the man's arm tightly with both arms, and her head lay on the man's heart, listening to the man's vigorous and powerful heartbeat, and felt relieved for a while.

"Bochen, you get well quickly, I will tell you that this is not a dream." Ye Yanran lay on the man's chest and muttered.

When Ye Yanran was boiling medicine, she ate two wild fruits, temporarily filled her hunger, and fell asleep on the man's chest, tired for a day.

。。。。

In the middle of the night, the night was deep and heavy.

"Cold." Huang Fuchen muttered, his hips were red, and his voice was low and hoarse.

Ye Yanran raised her head dimly, looking at the man's slightly moving lips, and the firewood burning on the side was getting smaller and smaller.

Ye Yanran hugged the man's waist tightly with both arms, and lowered her head to kiss the man's chest.

"It's not cold, it's not cold, Bochen, I'll hold you." Ye Yanran spoke softly, reached out and rubbed the man's chest, kissed softly, and the whole person turned over and got up.

Ye Yanran's small body was lying on the man's body, as if a small human quilt covered the man's upper body.

Ye Yanran was worried about touching the man's injured legs, Ye Yanran slightly parted her slender and slender legs across the man's waist, lying on her stomach quietly.

Huang Fuchen felt the soft warmth in his chest, and a comfortable smile floated on the corner of his lips, and he felt very comfortable in his heart.

The firewood on the side crackled for a while, and gradually went out, and the moonlight outside the cave became clearer and brighter.

Ye Yanran lay on the man's chest, hugged the man tightly, and gradually fell asleep.

* It has passed, and the morning light is slightly dewed.

Outside the entrance to the cave, the ground was filled with the chirping of birds, and the river was still bubbling not far away.

Huang Fuchen opened his eyes slightly, and what caught his eye was the roof of the cave where the rock pillars hung down.

After resting and taking medicine yesterday, Huang Fuchen's head is much clearer, and he no longer feels groggy.

Huang Fuchen felt the soft and warm touch in his chest, and he was a little heavy, and looked down.

The pair of dark brown eagle eyes froze deeply, and it was as if the vast ice lake was melting little by little, and the sound of flowing water could be heard in the bottom of the heart.

Huang Fuchen raised his palm, with a look of disbelief, his palm fell on the woman's head, looking at the familiar sleeping face, under the long eyelashes, the little face of Bai Xi flushed.

The man's palm gently stroked the woman's long, soft hair.

Fragments of sleep are patched together intermittently, flashing through my mind.

Isn't it a dream? It's true?

In Ye Yanran's consciousness, she felt that someone was touching her, and muttered, "Hmm... ”

Huang Fuchen's palm suddenly stopped, and when he found that the woman seemed to be about to wake up, he was nervous in his heart, and suddenly closed his eyes.

Huang Fuchen pretended to continue to fall asleep.

Ye Yanran's eyelids moved, her eyes moved, she woke up, lay on the man's chest, dropped a pool of saliva, and stretched out her hand to wipe it away.

The palm of his hand could feel that the man's body was no longer hot, and he looked up.

The face that was still sleeping came into view, and Ye Yanran stretched out her hand slightly and probed the man's forehead.

"It's not hot. It seems to have gone down the fever. Ye Yanran muttered and breathed a sigh of relief from her heart.

The next moment, Ye Yanran's eyes were clear, exuding a trace of tenderness, staring at the man's sleeping face, that face with clear outline lines and resoluteness.

Ye Yanran couldn't help but raise her hand, her fingertips ran along the bridge of the man's nose, gently touched, and stroked the man's lip line.

The man's original pale lips were bloody, and it seemed that he was really much better.

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