The sudden force on his back caught Jing Yan off guard.

Her body was originally bowing towards Yu Wenrui, but at this time, she was suddenly clamped by Yu Wenrui's arm and fell straight into Yu Wenrui's arms without warning. Immediately, the strong smell of medicine from Yu Wenrui surrounded her with a faint smell of blood.

"Don't worry-" Jing Yan couldn't help but snort.

In her lifetime, she couldn't find a second smell that could make her heart ache and palpitate to the point where she couldn't breathe.

That whisper, mixed with surprise and shyness, was heard in Yu Wenrui's ears, and the heavenly sounds and divine truths were far inferior. It turns out that no matter how deep and strong the longing is, it can't really embrace her in your arms!

Under the shaking of her heart, Yu Wenrui could not control herself, and what she was even more afraid of was that after this sound, Jing Yan would push her away mercilessly.

So, the seriously injured emperor was like a child who was about to be forcibly taken away after tasting the best sweets in the world, she poured all the strength she could use at the moment into her right arm, tightly wrapped Jing Yan's body, and desperately pressed her into her arms.

"Hurt ......" Jing Yan didn't dare to exert herself, let alone raise her voice, she was afraid of tendering Yu Wenrui's wound, and she was worried that she would alarm Chai Qi outside the door.

"Leave it alone!" Yu Wenrui said in a hoarse voice, and while his arm was exerting force, he tried to lift his neck from the pillow, approaching Jing Yan's smooth forehead, cloud sideburns, and crow hair, inhaling, and inhaling again, until the end of the nose, chest, and even the limbs and hundreds of bones were all filled with the breath that belonged to Jing Yan, leaving no gap.

Jing Yan's chest was sore, his arms were propped up on the side of the thin quilt covering Yu Wenrui, trembling uncontrollably, but his eyes were staring at Yu Wenrui's face like a masochistic mistake, as well as the injuries on her face. Even if she was too close, such a stare made her eyes sour, and the feeling of dizziness came up, Jing Yan was still reluctant to stagger her eyes.

Yu Wenrui let go of his arm slightly, and looked at Jing Yan with his exposed right eye, and gradually, the big eye was no longer clear and watery, but eager, more and more intense, as if a little spark was polished on the dry wasteland, so a little spark turned into a string, a row, a piece, until it was out of control, until the blazing fire reflected the sky and the earth, and I couldn't wait to devour a qiē......

Yu Wenrui involuntarily pursed his dry lips, and his gaze slowly descended, sliding over Jing Yan's daidai eyebrows, soothing eyes, delicate skin, and pretty nose...... finally landed on Jing Yan's lips, and his right arm couldn't help but tighten again and again.

Jing Yan's heart was beating like a drum.

Yu Wenrui's action like this, his intention could not be more obvious.

"Don't worry, don't ......," Jing Yan said lightly. It's not that she doesn't want to, for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, she will be lost and regained, and she is very happy, but she doesn't want to do it in her heart...... But how can that terrible wound not make people's hearts beat?

Yu Wenrui did not allow her to refuse. At this moment, nothing is superfluous, nothing can compare to the most genuine hug, the deepest contact. Only in this way can she and her be sure that the other party is safe by her side. It's not a dream, it's not an illusory imagination, it's real, it's all true!

A palm covered Jing Yan's eyes.

In the strong medicinal smell, a faint aroma of wood is slowly emanated......

Jing Yan's eyes are hot and sour: This is her worry-free, her worry-free taste.

The palms are slightly itchy, like gently holding two butterflies that are about to fly. They are the best of all things, yet so vulnerable......

Yu Wenrui knew that it was Jing Yan's eyelashes trembling slightly in his palm. She couldn't bear to let them be so helpless, and she was reluctant to let them go and let them see the cruelty of this world.

Now this face, she didn't have a chance to see it in the mirror, but it's quite hideous when you think about it, right?

Don't scare her, and don't let her stay away!

Thinking like this, Yu Wenrui's right palm couldn't help but tighten a little, and he tried harder to get closer to Jing Yan, so close that he couldn't get closer.

The palm was itchy again, and then, it was wet and hot.

Yu Wenrui's heart also contracted and twitched because of the tears that fell on his palm. Suddenly, she thought of the moment she jumped off the cliff, and her mind was filled with guilt and pain.

"I thought I'd never see you again......" she whispered in Jing Yan's ear.

The voice was so low that it was heard only by two people hugging each other. However, Jing Yan's tears were surging violently because of such a simple sentence, overflowing Yu Wenrui's fingers, sliding down her arms, dripping onto her body, and dripping into large swaths of traces.

The hottest blood is not as hot as this tear; The deepest wounds are not as painful as these tears.

Yu Wenrui couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a low cry of "Yan'er", and his lips covered Jing Yan's.

Reunited after the catastrophe, she couldn't control her strong feelings, she parted Jing Yan's lips regardless of it, asked for it regardless of it, wanted to squeeze it dry, and wanted to snatch Jing Yan's soul.

The breath was entangled, Jing Yan was powerless to struggle, and he had no intention of struggling. She asked, and she obeyed; She has a wound, she has a desire in her heart, she takes care of her injury, and in her heart, why has no desire?

How is the biography of the wild goose?

How about a thousand miles of concern?

What about a spooky dream?

What, in time, is this moment, surging and real to be embraced by her?

Jing Yan really felt that his soul was snatched away by Yu Wenrui like this, and he was entangled with Yu Wenrui in this way, and he could no longer be separated from him for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for a lifetime.

In the end, the only trace of reason in her mind disappeared, and her body was delicate in Yu Wenrui's arms, allowing her to do it.

And in her mind, the only thing left is: she is crazy, and she will accompany her crazy......

Outside the door, Chai Qi stared speechlessly at the beams on the roof.

Love a word!

Chai Qi shook his head secretly.

With her cultivation, a closed wooden door could not block her consciousness at all, and she was clear about what was happening in the room. At the beginning, she silently gulped Yu Wenrui, a bear child, who used her trust to play with her and fell asleep with her, worried that Jing Yan's appearance would affect Yu Wenrui's feelings, and then affect her wound recovery. But later, Chai Qi couldn't bear to break in and forcibly separate the two people, and if there was a lover for a moment of warmth, let them go! Chai Qi said to himself.

That day, Jing Yan was eager to see the seriously injured Yu Wenrui, but she stopped her, because she was worried that Jing Yan would affect Yu Wenrui's heart. But after a few days, Jing Yan made a qiē, and Chai Qiju saw it in his eyes. What a forbearance this woman is! Chai Qi looked sad.

If it is said that Yu Wenrui's bear child is missing Jing Yan in his heart, he will get better quickly by relying on this support; Then, for Jing Yan, who is close but can't see each other, this is a great torture. Thinking back to what this woman has done in the past few days, what a strong heart she should have!

Chai Qi was also deeply convinced. She kind of understands why her half-sister Yu Wenzhe loved Jing Yan crazy in the past, and understands why the current bear child Yu Wenrui is so in love with Jing Yan that she can't extricate herself.

But, you two, it's just a matter of complaining about your heartfelt feelings, it's just hugging and hugging, what's that, what's it called!

Chai Qi's face was slightly hot, and he was busy gathering his mind, embarrassed to pay attention to the two in the room anymore.

Her soul returned to her body before she realized the sound of a busy person not far away.

It's night, is this boiling medicine for the bear child?

Chai Qi secretly speculated.

The footsteps sounded softly, the white shadow flickered, and a bowl of rice porridge appeared in front of him, full of aroma, and a spoon was placed in the bowl intimately.

Chai Qi looked up at the palm holding the bowl, the green cloth clothes, and the top was Yang Min's familiar and indifferent face.

"For me?" The corners of Chai Qi's lips hooked slightly. Someone in the house is complaining about the heat, and the outside of the house is even more cold, and someone suddenly brings hot porridge to drink, which seems to be quite good!

"Well," Yang Min was looked at by her smiling gaze, and subconsciously lowered her eyes, "It's cool at night." ”

It's cold at night, drink some hot porridge to warm up. Chai Qi understands. She took it and snorted with a spoon.

No wonder!

Chai Qi thought while drinking: No wonder the bear child can taste Jing Yan's craftsmanship in one bite, and if he is familiar with a person's cooking skills, he will taste anything.

She stopped abruptly and skimmed her face.

Yang Min sat down next to her before, staring at her and gulping down the porridge, without taking his eyes off for half a minute. Chai Qi suddenly turned her head, catching her off guard. As if he had done something invisible but was caught, Yang Min was at a loss for a while, and even forgot about the most usual downward gaze, and only stared at Chai Qi with wide eyes.

"It's delicious!" Chai Qi smiled at her.

Yang Min hurriedly lowered his eyes, and his cheeks were hot. She was glad that it was night at the moment, even if the room was lit with an oil lamp, it was dim, and the expression on her face could not be seen clearly by the other party.

A bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out, Chai Qi only felt that her body was warm from the inside to the outside, she was in a good mood, and sighed with satisfaction: "If you come to such a bowl every day, it's not bad!" ”

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, and after Yang Min was slightly stunned, he was silent.

Chai Qi's words have been spoken, and Fang feels inappropriate. However, the words she said were like water spilled out, and it was difficult to collect the water, so she had to smile and divert the conversation: "You don't take that matter to heart." ”

Yang Min was puzzled at first, but after a little thought, he understood. Chai Qi refers to "that thing" referring to Jing Yan.

Jing Yan came for Yu Wenrui to be seriously injured, but unexpectedly saw Yang Min, the most troublesome thing about fate is that this "husband killer" is actually Yu Wenrui's life-saving benefactor. So, Yang Minqi is an enemy or a benefactor for her Jing Yan? Jing Yan was entangled.

can be tangled and entangled, Jing Yan has her own insistence, she doesn't say half a word to Yang Min, except for quietly coming to see Yu Wenrui every day while Yu Wenrui is asleep, she will never step into Yang Min's house half a step. Even the kitchen and even the rice and noodles were specially sent from Xinyuan County; As for the residence, she even ordered people to set up a tent not far from Yang Min's residence. Later, He Chong really couldn't stand the Queen Mother's hardships like this, and advised her to return temporarily, how could Jing Yan agree? If it weren't for Yu Wenrui's serious injuries and couldn't withstand the toss, she would have left, and she would have to take Yu Wenrui with her.

After weighing, Jing Yan ordered someone to prepare materials and set up a room on a vacant lot thirty zhang away from Yang Min's residence. This is also the origin of the "sound of building a house" that Yu Wenrui heard during the day.

Yang Min didn't say anything about what Jing Yan did, she knew that she was not qualified to say anything, just like her attitude at the moment.

"I deserve it," Yang Min stared at the tips of his boots and smiled bitterly, "She killed me immediately, and I deserved it." ”

Chai Qi was stunned and sighed: "I don't blame you for what happened back then...... After all, your mother was still in their hands at the time. ”

This time, Yang Min was stunned. She was shocked to find that Chai Qi was unintentionally excusing herself, and her heart became more and more uneasy. A small sprout buried deep in the depths suddenly burned her, making her even more unable to face it. In the dim candlelight, in a place that Chai Qi didn't notice, Yang Min gently stroked the bone whistle hanging on her wrist, and the leather rope tied to the bone whistle, and the bitterness and bitterness were intertwined for a while, and she couldn't tell what kind of taste it was.