72_72998 Wang Jiahong finally realized Yang Haolong's abnormality, and while he was distressed, his face became cautious.

I saw Wang Jiahong move gently but irresistibly scoop Yang Haolong out of the water and hold her in his arms, wanting to calm her down.

For Yang Haolong, the memory of her previous life is a huge nightmare, once she falls into it, even she will find it difficult to calm down, after all, the pain of her previous life is still so real.

Wang Jiahong stood up, gently hugged Yang Haolong in his arms and walked towards the shore, but his brows never relaxed.

Because of Yang Haolong's struggle, Wang Jiahong added a lot of scars to his body, and there were blood marks of different shades where Yang Haolong's nails had been scratched, and a drop of blood was busy dripping down.

However, after a while, Yang Haolong's almost crazy actions left many scars on Wang Jiahong's body, one after another scars almost covered the strong chest, and even the back did not escape Yang Haolong's claws, and the scars oozing blood looked even more hideous against the background of the white skin.

But Wang Jiahong didn't seem to feel it, even if the wound hurt no matter how painful, he was unwilling to let go of the hands holding Yang Haolong, and walked to the soft couch not far away without any disorder.

"Long'er, Long'er, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Pulling the bath towel not far away, Wang Jiahong carefully wiped all the water droplets on Yang Haolong's body, wrapped her with a clean bath towel, locked her tightly in his arms, and comforted her softly.

Looking at Yang Haolong, who was in pain in his arms, Wang Jiahong's heart felt like he had been cut with a blunt object, the pain was almost breathless, and the deep self-blame in his eyes made people unbearable to look at.

"Dragon, don't be afraid of ......"

Wang Jiahong gently patted Yang Haolong's back and comforted him softly, but Yang Haolong was still overwhelmed after all, and after struggling for a while, he finally fell asleep covered in sweat.

Looking at Yang Haolong's hair soaked in cold sweat, Wang Jiahong felt extremely distressed, and his slender fingers gently and softly brushed the scattered hair to the side.

Yang Haolong, who was sleeping, frowned, and her body became sticky because of sweating, which made her very uncomfortable, and a pair of good-looking eyebrows were almost entangled.

In order to let Yang Haolong rest better, Wang Jiahong carefully wiped Yang Haolong's body with a wet bath towel, until Yang Haolong, who felt dry, stretched his brows, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Long'er, sleep at ease, I'll take care of you."

A gentle kiss fell on the forehead of the sleeping Yang Haolong, Wang Jiahong stood up, looked at the sleeping people on the soft couch, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seems that a cold bath is inevitable.

When Wang Jiahong came back from taking a cold shower, Yang Haolong was still asleep, looking at Yang Haolong, who would only show such a quiet sleeping face in his sleep, Wang Jiahong only felt a warm current overflowing his heart.

Whether it is in the past life or in this life, what she has brought to her seems to be nothing but pain, and it is rare to see her show her joys, sorrows and sorrows in front of her.

Walking lightly to Yang Haolong's side, Wang Jiahong cautiously avoided any sound that could wake Yang Haolong, and finally came to Yang Haolong's side and sat down gently.

Looking at the person wrapped in the bath towel, Wang Jiahong only felt that his breath was stagnant, because he always turned over when he slept, and the bath towel that originally wrapped his delicate body sturdily also slipped off a lot, revealing a large piece of delicate skin, glowing softly under the light.

The bath towel only hides a touch of spring light on the chest, while the rest of the delicate skin is completely exposed to the moisture-filled air.

The slender and fair-skinned beautiful legs are unsuspecting to outsiders to show the beauty of life, and they look more and more beautiful because of the moisture.

Yang Haolong's soothing face in his sleep was as quiet and beautiful as an angel, and in the watery air, it was like a beauty falling from a fairyland, which made people can't help but hold their breath, for fear that it would alarm this beauty.

Wang Jiahong's movements were so gentle that he almost didn't dare to come out, fearing that he would wake up the sleeping Yang Haolong, so his big hand gently lay on his soft face and stroked it gently.

First the willow eyebrows, then the eyes, the curly eyelashes, the small and straight nose bridge, the delicate cherry lips, Wang Jiahong's slender fingers stroked the smooth and delicate skin over and over again, as if he was addicted, and he was reluctant to take it away.

Finally, Wang Jiahong still couldn't hold back, leaned down and gently took the delicate lip flap, tasted it carefully, and gently traced the lovely lip flap with the tip of his tongue, deepening the kiss little by little.

How Wang Jiahong hopes that time can stop, so that he can keep this woman by his side forever and never let go!

Thinking so in his heart, Wang Jiahong involuntarily deepened the kiss, and Yang Haolong under him seemed to wake up leisurely because of the almost suffocating feeling brought by this kiss.

"Hmm......"

Yang Haolong felt the moist feeling in his sleep, but when he opened his eyes, it was still dark, and he was very angry in addition to being depressed, does this man like to take advantage of people's danger so much!

"You let go!"

Yang Haolong finally turned his face sideways to avoid the kiss, and shouted angrily with a frown.

Yang Haolong didn't remember much about the nightmare just now, she was in a state of loss of control at that time, and she didn't even know what she had done.

"Ah Yue!"

Yang Haolong subconsciously called out Ah Yue's name, and in this state, she seemed to rely more on Ah Yue.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Jiahong's hand was clenched tightly, the blood vessels on the back of his hand were almost bursting, and his eyes were fierce as if they were about to eat people.

Yang Haolong couldn't see it, so he could only prop himself up with his hands and wanted to grope his way out of bed, but she forgot that she had just been picked up from the hot spring, and there was nothing else on her body that could cover her body except for a bath towel.

This movement was not tight, and the last cover on his body was gone, and the snow-white and delicate body was presented in front of Wang Jiahong without a trace of covering.

Yang Haolong didn't know what was going on until he was pressed on the soft couch by Wang Jiahong again, skin to skin, and he didn't know what was going on.

It's just that Yang Haolong was very disgusted by Wang Jiahong's sudden action, his brows were furrowed, he looked very disgusted, and his lips were pursed.

"Lord Demon Venerable will only take advantage of people's danger to do this kind of thing, and he really hasn't insulted your reputation!"

Wang Jiahong was already angry, and when he saw Yang Haolong, he looked disgusted with himself, and he was even more angry.

"You ......"

"If I don't obey, you're going to kill Ah Yue, right?"

Yang Haolong interrupted the conversation and asked directly coldly, which directly made Wang Jiahong stunned in place, and Yang Haolong also took the opportunity to break free from Wang Jiahong's men.

"What else will you do besides threats!"

Yang Haolong sneered sarcastically, and wanted to get off the soft couch under Wang Jiahong, but because he couldn't see it, the foot he had just taken was suddenly empty.

Seeing that one foot was still on the soft couch, but the other foot had already stepped out, and accidentally stepped into the air, Yang Haolong's whole person rolled down from the soft couch.

Because the ground was all smooth jade ground, it didn't leave too much dust on Yang Haolong's body, but the ankle of one foot hit the edge of the stepping platform hard, and even if it was bruised.

Before Wang Jiahong could reach out to help Yang Haolong, who had fallen to the ground, the latter had already struggled to stand up on his own and wanted to straighten up.

Looking at Yang Haolong's strong appearance, Wang Jiahong's brows wrinkled tightly, because he saw that Yang Haolong didn't seem to have simply knocked his foot, but because all his strength was placed on one foot, and when he just rolled to the ground, the ankle was broken.

Yang Haolong's limping figure instantly lowered the temperature around Wang Jiahong to a minimum, and a cold aura slowly seeped out from around Wang Jiahong's body.

It can be seen that Yang Haolong's stubbornness made Wang Jiahong very unhappy.

"Long'er, be careful."

Seeing Yang Haolong's staggering footsteps and walking in the direction of the hot spring water, Wang Jiahong finally couldn't help but remind loudly.

Who knew that Wang Jiahong's words were so unpopular in Yang Haolong's ears, it was okay if he didn't speak, as soon as he spoke, Yang Haolong ignored him at all, and still raised his steps in his own way.

Just when he was about to fall into the hot spring pool in the next second, Yang Haolong only felt that his body was light, and he was directly picked up by someone, and the moment his toes left the ground, Yang Haolong screamed in horror.

"Let go of me!"

Wang Jiahong didn't seem to be able to hear, his good-looking face was covered with thunderclouds, and there was no expression on his hazy face, but it could make people shudder.

Throwing Yang Haolong back on the soft couch again, the expression on Wang Jiahong's face could no longer be described as gloomy, and his ugly appearance was almost comparable to that of Hades.

"You stay honest with me, otherwise, I can guarantee that the guard will never survive tomorrow at noon!"

These words almost came out of his teeth, and every word was filled with great anger, no matter how dull Yang Haolong was, he could hear the killing intent in that voice, and he was silent for a moment.

To be honest, Yang Haolong still has some scruples about Wang Jiahong's words, although when he learned that Wang Jiahong did not kill Ah Yue, he still had a little luck, so now, she only felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

She was worried about Ah Yue, so she could only wait and see what happened for the time being.

Yang Haolong clenched the small hands hanging on both sides of his body, and the strength of the resentment was so strong that even his nails pierced deep into his palms, and the blood oozed out drop by drop, and she didn't even feel a trace of pain.

Looking at Yang Haolong's gritted teeth and gritted his teeth with a resentful expression, Wang Jiahong also felt a trace of regret in his heart, he shouldn't have spoken to her in such a heavy tone just now.

But there is no way to do this, thinking that in Yang Haolong's heart, he is not even as good as a mere guard, for the proud Wang Jiahong, it is an intolerable thing.

Although it is very embarrassing for him to be jealous of a guard like this, this is not something he can control!

In Wang Jiahong's heart, he has long regarded Yang Haolong as a woman who is more important than his own life, and he can do nothing for her.

Wang Jiahong can give up a qiē for her, but in the end, it is not as important as a guard in her heart, which Wang Jiahong can't accept.

Where did Yang Haolong know about Wang Jiahong's thoughts, in her opinion, Wang Jiahong has nothing else except those unscrupulous meanness, and his eyes are definitely not much better.

If it weren't for worrying about Ah Yue, Yang Haolong would have broken out a long time ago, where would he have so many scruples, but now that she is so imprisoned by Wang Jiahong, she can't say anything.

This feeling of aggrieved is so uncomfortable!

Yang Haolong clenched his fists, trying his best to hide his feelings, in front of Wang Jiahong, he couldn't show a trace of affection, absolutely not!

The silence gradually condensed in the air by the hot spring, like a huge hammer, again and again, slamming on Wang Jiahong's heart.

Looking at Yang Haolong's body, which was even trembling slightly because of his hard work, Wang Jiahong's distressed gaze almost overwhelmed Yang Haolong.

"Alas......" Wang Jiahong's helpless sigh sounded.

He was reluctant, still reluctant, unwilling to let Yang Haolong sit there alone angrily, but he didn't do anything.

Looking at the large and small bruises on Yang Haolong's body, as well as the high and swollen redness at his ankles, Wang Jiahong was still defeated.

"I'll give you medicine, and if it hurts, just say it."

Wang Jiahong sighed softly, shook his head, walked over, and turned Yang Haolong's body to face him.

The skin touched by his hands was so delicate and silky that it was difficult for him to look away, but Yang Haolong's body was so stiff that he didn't seem to want to have any contact with him at all.

This is a powerful blow to Wang Jiahong, no matter what time it is, he frowned, took a clean bath towel on one side, and wrapped Yang Haolong whole.

Maybe it was because Wang Jiahong's threat just now had an effect, and Yang Haolong did not continue to resist any of Wang Jiahong's actions, but just suffered it and did not say a word.

Wang Jiahong's slender fingers filled a bottle of ointment with a little translucent liquid, and gently applied it to the patches of bruises, because it started from the ankles, so Wang Jiahong was very careful.

In order not to hurt Yang Haolong, Wang Jiahong not only lightened the strength, but also carefully scraped off the excess ointment, saving Yang Haolong from feeling uncomfortable.

Holding the unseemly ankle that had become red and swollen due to the bump with both hands, Wang Jiahong was extremely distressed, and the tenderness in his eyes was almost overflowing.

But Yang Haolong looked expressionless, and he was obedient to this qiē, and he didn't say a word, even if his feet hurt and his whole body hurt, but he just didn't say a word.

The hand, which had become a little cool from the ointment, roamed back and forth on the smooth skin, but in a moment it was the ointment on both legs, and then the scars on the back and arms.

Wang Jiahong gently pulled the bath towel apart, exposing the smooth back, rubbing the ointment with both hands, and gently dotting it on the bruises on the back.

Perhaps because it was too painful, Yang Haolong couldn't help but let out a small snort from his nose, but Wang Jiahong keenly caught it in his ears.

"Long'er, where does it hurt?"

Wang Jiahong hurriedly stopped his hand and asked Yang Haolong with concern.

Not surprisingly, Yang Haolong was still indifferent, although the tightly furrowed brows showed the pain she was suffering now, but for Wang Jiahong's inquiry, Yang Haolong chose to ignore it.

Wang Jiahong's eyes dimmed for a moment, but he didn't say anything, just lowered his head and continued to carefully apply those ointments to her.

The breeze blew across the water, Yang Haolong couldn't help but shiver, since this poisonous hair, she seemed to be more chilly than before, a little breeze can make Yang Haolong feel very uncomfortable.

Feeling the cold sensation coming from his limbs, Yang Haolong couldn't help but curl himself up slightly, trying to use this way to save a side of heat for herself, but for her, this qiē was all in vain.

The onset of the ancient poison was not just that simple, Yang Haolong only felt that with the cold feeling coming from his limbs, the blood in his body seemed to gradually become cold, and a little bit of stagnation in his body almost froze the meridians in his body.

"Long'er, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Jiahong didn't seem to notice Yang Haolong's abnormality, but he just felt that the bodies under his hands were constantly trembling, and he almost avoided his hands.

At this time, Yang Haolong didn't seem to hear Wang Jiahong's voice, but just hugged himself tightly, a pair of pale little hands hugged his legs tightly, because of excessive force, the joints of his fingers became very pale.

It wasn't until Wang Jiahong turned Yang Haolong's whole person over that he found that his almost pale face was suddenly shocked, and his big hand quickly put on Yang Haolong's wrist.

"Long'er, don't scare me!"

Wang Jiahong slowly conveyed his true qi to Yang Haolong, and at the same time tightly wrapped Yang Haolong's body in his arms, trying to use his body temperature to warm the people in his arms.

In order not to make a sound, Yang Haolong almost bit his bloodless lips, but the moment he felt Wang Jiahong's embrace, Yang Haolong still stubbornly pushed Wang Jiahong closer.

Seeing that Yang Haolong wanted to shake off his hand, Wang Jiahong was a little angry and increased the force in his hand, which did not make Yang Haolong's wrist break free.

"If something happens to you, your guard won't want to live!"

The voice with a strong oppressive force sounded in Yang Haolong's ears, and the body that was still struggling instantly stiffened, and it no longer blocked Wang Jiahong's movements, and the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, as if he was mocking something.

Wang Jiahong didn't care about anything at this time, he directly gave Yang Haolong the true aura in his body, and circulated back and forth in that weak body.

Fortunately, Wang Jiahong's efforts were not in vain, the chill in Yang Haolong's body was dispelled a lot by the true qi, and the rest was deeply hidden, even Wang Jiahong couldn't do anything.

Looking at the frowning brows of the person in his arms because of the pain, Wang Jiahong's heart was also difficult to calm down.

"Don't worry, Long'er, I will definitely find the antidote to this ancient poison for you! Even if it is the end of the world, I will never give up! ”

Wang Jiahong silently swore in his heart that he couldn't watch Yang Haolong continue to be so weak, and the thought of losing her again one day, that heartache almost drove him to death.

"Long'er, with me, I won't let you leave me again!"

Wang Jiahong seemed to be frightened by the possibility of his imagination, and the hands holding Yang Haolong were also tightly closed, looking like a child protecting his beloved doll, and no one could reach out.

But Yang Haolong didn't react, to be precise, Yang Haolong had fallen into a strange state at this time, his body seemed to be very tired, and it was difficult to lift his strength.

Yang Haolong is no stranger to this feeling of weakness that fills her body, since she was poisoned by the ancient poison, this feeling of weakness will appear from time to time, and she has long been surprised.

It's just that because this time the ancient poison attack seems to be a lot stricter than the previous ones, and even with it, this feeling of weakness is getting stricter and stricter.

At the beginning, Yang Haolong was still as energetic and lively as before, but as time went by, even she felt that many times, she was more than willing and not enough.

Looking at Wang Jiahong who was close at hand, although Yang Haolong wanted to try her best to avoid a distance, because of the struggle just now, she had no strength to deal with Wang Jiahong at this time.

Yang Haolong could only let Wang Jiahong get closer and closer to him, and finally left a shallow kiss on his forehead.

"Heh, I always act like this, don't I feel tired."

The corners of Yang Haolong's mouth pulled up slightly, as if he was looking forward to Wang Jiahong breaking out one day and revealing his original appearance.

Regarding Wang Jiahong's various behaviors and expressions all along, Yang Haolong is just treated as an acting, but because he didn't stay for him in his previous life, he feels that his self-esteem has been frustrated, so he has to entangle himself to death.

Yang Haolong didn't want to recall the pain that Wang Jiahong gave him in his previous life, not because he had any special affection for Wang Jiahong, and it was definitely not because he forgave Wang Jiahong.

It's because those past are nightmarish for today's Yang Haolong, she wants to forget, wants to start over, in order to have a new life, she can even give up her own life, what else can't be abandoned?

And what about Wang Jiahong? But for the sake of that ridiculous self-esteem, not only entangled from the past life to the present, but even imprisoned himself all the time, for such a Wang Jiahong, Yang Haolong can't wait to kill him, how can he change his opinion of him!

"When will you have to let me go?"

Yang Haolong was immersed in his own world, and suddenly asked this question like a dream.

For her, she just wants to be able to leave Wang Jiahong's side as much as possible, if possible, in this life, in the next life, and in the next life, there will be no more intersections.

It's just that Yang Haolong can't understand why, obviously he was the one who hurt him the most in his previous life, and all the grievances were settled in his previous life, why, why he still couldn't let her go in this life.

Wang Jiahong didn't seem to expect Yang Haolong to ask this question, looking at Yang Haolong's pale face, Wang Jiahong didn't choose to answer, but pretended not to hear.

"Long'er, you've been tired for so long, you must be hungry too, right?"

Wang Jiahong deliberately chose to bypass this question and lead the topic elsewhere, looking at Yang Haolong's expression as if he had become a little embarrassed.

Who would have thought that the Demon Venerable who turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands for rain on the rivers and lakes would have such a difficult time?

He didn't want to answer this question because he didn't want to face this fact - Yang Haolong hated him and wanted to stay away from him.

Wang Jiahong didn't think about this problem, he also thought that if he hadn't met her, would he have been different, and he would still do whatever it took to defend his dignity.

However, there is no if in this world, what he met was her, a figure that he could not erase in his life, the woman he loved.

If there is really an if, how much he hopes that his former self did not bring her so much harm, if there is an if, he is willing to start all over again and not hurt her at all!

However, there is no if.

Yang Haolong didn't say anything about Wang Jiahong's suggestion, and Yang Haolong didn't bother to think about his obvious evasive reaction just now.

She won't care about what Wang Jiahong does, that will only make her more troublesome.

As for what should be paid attention to and what people should be ignored, Yang Haolong has always been very clear.

Seeing that Yang Haolong didn't seem to have any reaction, he still looked like you have nothing to do with me, Wang Jiahong couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Knowing that no matter what his answer was, Yang Haolong would not care, and he felt a little flustered just now because of this, but he was just sentimental.

However, what can he do if he is amorous, the moment he knows that he has fallen in love with her, he is ready to accept and bear this qiē.

Because, Yang Haolong is his, it can only be his, as long as it is given by Yang Haolong, even if it is pain, even if it is poison, he Wang Jiahong is also willing!

In the quiet night, a gentle night breeze blew, Wang Jiahong hugged Yang Haolong, who was tightly wrapped, and walked slowly on the way back to the room step by step.

The occasional hint of night breeze did not break the silence between the two, Yang Haolong closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, not caring where Wang Jiahong would take him.

Anyway, Wang Jiahong said that as long as he is obedient, he will not do anything to Ah Yue, since this is the case, then it is as he likes.

As long as Ah Yue is fine, it will be fine.

Yang Haolong comforted himself in his heart like this, and he couldn't help but worry a lot about Ah Yue in his heart.

Finally, when Yang Haolong was really about to fall asleep, they also returned to Yang Haolong's room again, and the moment they stepped into the room, Yang Haolong suddenly opened his eyes.

Although his eyes couldn't see anything, Yang Haolong's sense of smell became more and more sensitive, and there seemed to be something smelling in this room, as if he had smelled it somewhere.

"Where's Ah Yue?"

Yang Haolong suddenly turned around and asked Wang Jiahong, with an eager look on his face.

When she left, because she was in too much of a hurry, Yang Haolong didn't have time to ask where Ah Yue was, and now, when she came back, she didn't hear Ah Yue's voice coming to ask her for peace, and she seemed to be very unable to let go of it.

Wang Jiahong was also stunned by Yang Haolong's sudden question, but seeing Yang Haolong's eager expression, his heart turned cloudy again, and his tone became cold.

"I said, as long as you are obedient, I will naturally not hurt him!"

The hard tone directly blocked what Yang Haolong wanted to say next, Wang Jiahong strode away, and when he walked to the soft couch in the room, he didn't forget to tell his subordinates to prepare food.

From just going to the hot spring to now, Yang Haolong has almost not eaten a mouthful, plus now the ancient poison in Yang Haolong's body is gradually spreading, and it is even more difficult to resist the erosion of this ancient poison if he doesn't eat, Wang Jiahong naturally won't allow this kind of thing to happen in front of his eyes!

"Isn't it time for Lord Demon Venerable to go back to bed?"

Yang Haolong counted the time, it's late at night, Wang Jiahong should go back to sleep, how long has it been, and you still want to eat here before leaving?

Often bad premonitions will come true, Yang Haolong finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

"It's inconvenient for you to eat by yourself now, and I'll take care of you when you say okay."

Wang Jiahong seemed to be very reasonable, and directly ignored the expression on Yang Haolong's face that he was busy sending off guests.

Yang Haolong scolded shamelessly in his heart, and silently turned around and lay on the soft couch, with his back to Wang Jiahong, hoping that Wang Jiahong had better go back to his territory before the food was delivered, and not bother himself here.

It's a pity that it backfired, and when Yang Haolong finally smelled the aroma of the food, Wang Jiahong's voice also came to his ears.

"Long'er, get up and eat."

Listen, this shameless tone, this is not your home, do you still need you to inform me for a meal!

Yang Haolong secretly scolded Wang Jiahong in his heart, stood up from the soft couch, turned over and was about to get out of bed to eat.

For the current Yang Haolong, walking to the table without support is a piece of cake, after all, the injuries on her body are not in vain!

Yang Haolong recalled the distance from the bed to the dining table, and was about to take a step.

It's just that she seems to have forgotten that she had just broken her foot on the edge of the hot spring, and as soon as she took a step, the piercing pain from her ankle still made her stumble and almost collapse.

At this moment, an irresistible force came from his waist, and before Yang Haolong could protest, the whole person had already been picked up by the waist.

Wang Jiahong frowned tightly and hugged Yang Haolong directly, and the scene just now also made Wang Jiahong couldn't help wiping a cold sweat.

He didn't expect that it was just a moment to turn around, Yang Haolong had already stepped down from the soft couch, and the injured ankle was almost aggravated by the fall again.

"Don't move!"

Looking at Yang Haolong, who was still moving in his arms and wanted to struggle out of his arms, Wang Jiahong couldn't help but increase his tone.

This woman, can't she save herself a snack?

Yang Haolong obviously heard the change in Wang Jiahong's tone, and his struggling body quieted down, and his expression was once again as cold as a wooden person.

The desire to control zhì is so strong, it is really a pervert!

Yang Haolong silently thought in his heart for Ah Yue, for Ah Yue, so he resisted the urge to throw a punch, and Wang Jiahong held him.

The exquisite dishes were arranged, and those subordinates also retreated with interest, and closed the door for the two of them.

"Alas...... "I don't know how Ah Yue is now."

Yang Haolong's soft sigh did not escape Wang Jiahong's ears, seeing the worried expression on Yang Haolong's face, he naturally understood what Yang Haolong was thinking in his heart.

"As long as you can be obedient, your guards will not have to worry about their lives."

Wang Jiahong couldn't tolerate Yang Haolong's heart still pretending to be other men, and after he finished speaking, he raised his exquisite wine glass and drank it all, obviously not wanting to stay on this topic for a long time.

Regarding Wang Jiahong's reaction, Yang Haolong didn't say anything, but just began to break the hand around his waist and prepare to come down to eat.

"Lord Demon Venerable should be able to let go, the original appearance is blind, but the hand is still there, so don't worry about the matter of eating."

Yang Haolong said while trying to break Wang Jiahong's hand, but he tried his best to eat milk and failed.

"Really?"

Looking at Yang Haolong, who was insisting, Wang Jiahong couldn't help frowning, temporarily let go of Yang Haolong's confinement, gently put her on the seat next to her, and handed the chopsticks to her.

He wanted to see how Yang Haolong was going to eat.

Yang Haolong, who took the chopsticks, suddenly fell into a predicament, he used to have Ah Yue by his side, this kind of thing was done by Ah Yue, and now it seems that it is not easy to let her come suddenly.

In the past, when I was blind, I had Ah Yue by my side to take care of him, and I didn't have to worry about this kind of problem at all, but now that Ah Yue is not there, I can't see it, how can this be good?

seemed to be able to feel the gaze of Wang Jiahong beside him, Yang Haolong gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and stretched out his chopsticks.

With such a big table and so many dishes, she didn't believe that her luck was so bad, and she didn't have to mix it if she couldn't hold a mouthful of dishes!

Yang Haolong stretched out the chopsticks in his hand with a sad face, and after going back and forth in the air in front of him a few times, he finally fell, and the chopsticks were accurately inserted into a piece of tofu.

It's a pity that the well-cooked almond tofu is like being made of water, Yang Haolong usually eats it with a spoon and thinks it's too soft, but now with chopsticks, it is naturally even more difficult!

Yang Haolong naturally didn't know what was in front of him, but he just stirred it around with chopsticks but still couldn't catch anything, and he suddenly became a little frustrated.

When Yang Haolong withdrew his hand, he accidentally knocked the wine glass next to him to the ground, and when Yang Haolong followed the sound and wanted to bend down to pick it up, he was scratched by the fragment on his fingers.

Seeing this scene, Wang Jiahong couldn't bear it anymore after all, and hurriedly took the cut finger in his mouth, his eyes were full of self-blame and distress.

was suddenly caught by Wang Jiahong's finger, Yang Haolong was also surprised for a moment, but it was too late to withdraw his hand, and he couldn't match Wang Jiahong's strength at all, so he had to give up.

Wang Jiahong looked at Yang Haolong with a little anger, but after all, he still couldn't bear to scold her, so he could only temporarily bandage the wound with a strip of cloth, and picked Yang Haolong up again and put it on his lap.

"If you still want to eat well, don't move!"

Wang Jiahong's slightly angry voice sounded, and then he locked Yang Haolong tightly in his arms, so that she couldn't move even if she wanted to.

As he spoke, Wang Jiahong picked up a small piece of bamboo shoot from the plate in front of him, gently cooled it, and put it next to Yang Haolong's mouth.

"Long'er, open your mouth."

Although Yang Haolong was very disgusted by Wang Jiahong's approach, the hunger in her stomach still made her open her mouth obediently, her body was the capital of the revolution, and she didn't want to starve to death before Ah Yue came back.

Seeing that Yang Haolong did not refuse again this time, a relieved smile appeared on Wang Jiahong's mouth, and he picked up a piece of tofu again and fed it to Yang Haolong.

Yang Haolong was also quite cooperative, eating the food delivered to his mouth one bite at a time.

The atmosphere looks very good, Wang Jiahong's mood is also a lot better, looking at Yang Haolong who is eating the dishes he fed one bite at a time, Wang Jiahong can't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

If only such a good time had stayed like this.

Looking at Yang Haolong's delicate and lovely side face when he was eating seriously, Wang Jiahong picked up a piece of konjac and sent it to Yang Haolong's mouth with a smile, as if he was very happy.

He remembered that he liked to eat konjac very much before he crossed the book, and when he saw the konjac on the dining table, Wang Jiahong seemed to remember the old time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became larger.

"This is your favorite konjac, book, come, open your mouth......"

Just when Wang Jiahong thought that he would eat the whole dinner so smoothly, Yang Haolong frowned tightly and spit out the konjac he had just fed her.

"Poof!"

Because he didn't have time to react, Wang Jiahong was also dropped by the mouthful of konjac that he spit out, and his originally neat chest was full of the residue of the konjac that had been bitten up.

"Who told you to feed me konjac!"

Yang Haolong's voice was only higher than Wang Jiahong's, and even his body trembled slightly because of anger.

Wang Jiahong didn't seem to expect things to turn out like this, and he was also stunned in Yang Haolong's angry voice, as if he was very puzzled why Yang Haolong suddenly became like this.

Seeing Yang Haolong trembling more and more violently, Wang Jiahong finally realized that something was wrong with Yang Haolong.

Yang Haolong's violently trembling body was almost out of Wang Jiahong's embrace, and his originally delicate and flower-like face was overwhelmed by a painful look at this time.

The delicate features were almost tangled together with pain, and at the same time there was anger and despair.

"Dragon...... Long'er, I'm sorry. I ......"

Wang Jiahong wanted to say something, but he was speechless for a while, unable to say anything, so he could only look at Yang Haolong who was almost crying in his arms.

He forgot to call out her name in her previous life, which evoked painful memories for her, and it was no wonder that she had such intense emotions. The memory of his previous life is Yang Haolong's nightmare, and it is also a hurdle that he can't get over!

Yang Haolong didn't react to Wang Jiahong's voice at all, but because of anger, Yang Haolong used all his strength to break free of Wang Jiahong's embrace, and at the moment of breaking free, he knocked over the table of exquisite dishes.

With the sound of plates breaking on the ground, Yang Haolong also snorted, it turned out that because the force of breaking free backwards was too great, Yang Haolong fell into a mess.

The clothes on his body were cut by the fragments of the plate, and there were a lot of blood marks on his arms, and some of the wounds were still oozing blood.

The pain in his body was not at all comparable to one ten-millionth of the pain in his heart, and Yang Haolong's clenched hands were almost soaked with blood.

Whether it is in the past life or in this life, as long as Wang Jiahong appears in his own world, he will bring him nothing but pain.

Yang Haolong held back the pain on his body and staggered up from the ground, with blood still falling from his injured hands.

Seeing this, Wang Jiahong hurriedly walked over and wanted to hold Yang Haolong, but his hand was opened the moment he just touched Yang Haolong.

Raising his head, Yang Haolong's eyes that had no trace of expression seemed to be staring at him tightly, Wang Jiahong only felt that his heart was tight, and an indescribable sadness surged up from his heart.

Wang Jiahong stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Yang Haolong in his arms, apologize to her, and tell her that he was sorry.

As long as Yang Haolong is not allowed to show such a sad expression, he will not hesitate to carry it out if he is asked to die, but the current development of events is not what he imagined