Leaning in his arms to help Yan Ling, he followed Neon back to the hut where he had rested for a short time before. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, after such a while, the cottage has obviously been decorated, with new pillows and new mattresses on the bed, fresh melons and fruits and snacks on a small table, and hot water prepared...... Yuan Xinran fulfilled her promise and did not intend to treat the two badly.

Before he helped Yan Ling sit down, he heard the neon behind him say softly: "Time is in a hurry, please ask the two of you to take a moment tonight." All the matters of the girl and the son in Qingfeng Village are handled by me, and if there is any inconvenience, the two of them can speak directly. ”

Tilting nodded, and said indifferently: "Then trouble the neon girl."

didn't care about her coldness, and the smile on Neon's face did not change, "The girl is polite." It's not early, and the two of you must be tired, if there are no other instructions, then I won't disturb the two of you to rest. ”

She gave a slight salute, and her gestures were not at all like a copycat bandit.

The door creaked shut, and when the footsteps in the yard completely disappeared, Yan Ling leaned against the wall tiredly.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't bear it, where would Brother Yan show such an appearance in front of her. Seeing this, he sat at the head of the bed and held his hand, and couldn't help but be worried, "Brother Yan, how are you now?" Would you like something to eat? ”

Yan Ling shook his head, and his gaze fell on her.

His eyes were already as black as ink, and when he gazed at them, they were even more like a deep pool of waves, so deep that people couldn't see any emotion. There were only a few times I had seen such a gaze, and it was only after she had a catastrophe. At first, she also tried to laugh and dissolve, but every time he seemed to be a different person, just looking at her so quietly and silently, so that she had nothing to do.

He knew he didn't agree with her assertions, even though they both knew it was the best choice they could make.

She couldn't make eye contact with it, so she turned her head away. It's ridiculous that she can laugh at the ridicule of others, or fight back effortlessly, but in front of him like a child who can't speak, unable to explain half a sentence for herself.

She opened her mouth, and spit out the words "Brother Yan" for a long time, and her voice was so dry that it seemed to be a rough stone.

"I'd rather you be selfish and confused than see you put yourself in danger with your own hands. I don't expect anything from you, I just want you to live a safe and prosperous life. ”

After a long time, he sighed for a long time, and the words in his deep voice sank to the bottom of his heart, and the world was quiet.

"Brother Yan, I, actually, ......"

Yan Ling took a deep breath, suddenly not wanting to see her expression at the moment. Closing his eyes, he habitually rubbed the top of her hair, "Tilt, I'm a man, you shouldn't think about the overall situation, you just need to be as happy and carefree as before." ”

Just be as happy and carefree as ever......

He swallowed his breath, not daring to make a sound, only nodding heavily. Glad that he was closing his eyes at the moment, he didn't see her now, and he would never know what she was thinking.

*****

The past came back in the dream, and it seemed that I heard something when I was half-asleep and half-awake. The spirit awoke, and she rolled over and sat up, and it took a few moments to make sure that the sound was not a hallucination.

In a hurry, her body shook slightly, only to feel weak and weak, and her mouth was dry. Raised his hand and stroked his forehead, lukewarm, and there was nothing abnormal.

Yan Lingan slept quietly on the bed, but the quilt on his body had fallen to the ground. The moonlight reflected on him through the panes, his cheeks were red, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his throat was faintly mumbled from time to time.

He called softly twice, and raised his hand on his forehead, which was hot.

People often say that people who have not been sick for a long time are seriously ill if they get sick, and this is the case with Brother Yan. He was small and sturdy, and he never had a headache and brain fever in his memory. In the past two years, he has been on a mission outside, he doesn't dare to get sick, and he doesn't have time to get sick, and now he is suddenly idle, coupled with drug stimulation, this may be the reason for his high fever.

Enduring the physical discomfort, he glanced at the basin on the shelf next to him, and the water was cold, just right. She turned around and wanted to leave, but Yan Ling, who had not reacted, suddenly pressed one hand on her hand, and her mouth was slowly relieved, as if she was very comfortable.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and after a while, he woke up.

His eyes were shining, not at all confused when he first woke up, his eyes were staring straight at her, and his big hand was holding her away from his forehead, but with amazing strength. He frowned uncomfortably, his whole body tense, as if forbearing, more like guard.

Knowing that it was because of the constant vigilance of those who practice martial arts, he was about to speak, when suddenly he relaxed, and the strength in his hand was unloaded.

"Brother Yan, you're awake. You've got a fever, wait a minute, I'll go get some water. "Tilt a smile and wake up, it's okay to think about it.

"Don't go." He didn't let go of her, his palm wrapped around her wrist, firm and gentle, he said, "Don't go, pour the song." ”

A smile froze on her lips.

"Don't go." He repeated only those two words, his tone tinged with pleading.

The dull pain in his heart, pursed his lips, and his face changed several times, but in the end he only turned desolate. After many years, it turns out that Brother Yan's pain has not weakened, but it is hidden by him.

Dumping has never hated Dump Ge, even when he first learned that she was being used, and even when he found out that she was staying in the Seven Kings' Mansion in his place two years ago, he was shocked and incredulous, but this time, he really hated her.

Why did she treat the two closest relatives so cruelly?

Sneered, and before all her strength was gone, she shook off her hand and said coldly: "Don't think of me as Mu Tingge, I'm not her, you can see clearly, I'm Mu Tianwan." ”

She only had time to say these words, and suddenly her waist was circled, and the sky swirled, and her whole body was buckled and pressed under him.

Yan Ling's body was very hot, as if it could melt people, and his drowsy mind became more and more chaotic, and his strength gradually declined, but with the touch of the two bodies, he felt inexplicably comfortable. She didn't know what was wrong with her, she knew it wasn't right, but she couldn't control her feelings.

In a blur, he pinched her chin, his face pressed closer and closer, and he couldn't see anything but a dark shadow pressed down. Then, the lips were soft and hot, and the other party's movements were cautious and extremely precious......

When Dumpling was completely unconscious, Yan Ling suddenly opened his eyes, this was not Dumping.

He inhaled sharply and moved to the side, and in the moonlight, he confirmed his suspicion even more. No matter how unconscious it is, the body is the most honest and will never deceive itself.

A fist slammed into the wall, and the falling wall skin was stained with a few thick traces of scarlet. He sat up with all his might, his eyes full of guilt, and he couldn't believe that he had almost caused a catastrophe, and he couldn't forgive himself for doing such a thing to Zhen Zhizhong's persuasion.

He looked at her quietly, and his scattered consciousness brought back a little memory—such as her incomparably similar figure in the moonlight, and her words, I am not singing, but singing.

He never treated her as a stand-in for Qingge, and in his eyes, the difference between the two was clearly visible. But he didn't expect that one day he would still admit his mistake, just because of the silhouette in his vague consciousness, and admitting his mistake was harmful.

Leaning against the wall, he thought he could hide it well, at least in front of her.

His body was still weak, but that didn't prevent him from fully regaining his consciousness. His self-control has always been good, but because of this, something must have gone wrong.

The desires in the body are still shouting and hovering. He began to think about everything he had been back to think about, and a pair of sharp eyes wandered around the room, finally landing on the burning candle.

He picked up what he was doing and threw it out, and the candle flame shook twice and went out.

The moment the candle went out, there was a slight sound outside the house, Yan Ling straightened his body, and subconsciously pulled the quilt over his body.

Before Yan Ling could make any other moves, the person had already jumped in through the window.

The person who came was dressed in black, and his face could not be seen clearly in the backlight, but it was not difficult to judge from the height and size that she was a woman. The woman did not challenge him, but went straight to the quilt.

Yan Ling stretched out his hand to stop him, the woman stopped him with one hand, and held the unconscious Tilt Lianren Belt in her hand with the other. "I advise Yan Gongzi not to make too many moves to attract their attention, what's more, Gongzi is sure that you are my opponent at the moment?"

The tone of the person who came to speak was implied to be targeted, and Yan Ling somehow, but he heard a crucial point, she was not a local person.

"Who are you? What does it have to do with tilting? "How could Yan Ling allow Tilt to get out of his sight, and it is not yet known whether this person is friend or foe.

She took a few steps back and whispered, "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I know you, and I won't harm her." ”

Yan Ling no longer took the initiative to attack, and quietly blocked her retreat, "I don't believe you." ”

The woman snorted, "I don't need you to believe it. You can also recruit them over, but I want to remind you that Miss Zhou is walking around the mountain with people, and you can't get in without anyone leading the way. ”

Yan Ling was silent, this woman was not simple, she only said that she could enter Qingfeng Village without attracting attention. Qingfeng Village is hidden, and it has not been discovered for a hundred years, so naturally it will not let Yingxin break in so coincidentally. If she really knew the Dump......

"You can rest assured, I have no problem taking her out alone, and now you are not fit to stay together." Seeing that he had thought a lot, the woman finally spit out such a sentence without being soft or hard, asking him to rest assured and not wanting to delay any longer.

The more you delay, the more you risk.

Yan Ling's eyes circled around her when she saw her last sentence, and she understood that she had been waiting outside for an unknown amount of time, and she knew everything she wanted to know. He had a lot of questions in his mind, but she was right in one thing, they were really not fit to live in the same room again.

Also, I don't know what kind of conspiracy Yuan Xinran will play.

Subconsciously, he already believed that he did know this woman, but he still did not forget to warn, "If she has any accidents, I will definitely not let you go." ”

Hearing this, the woman half-tilted her head and hooked her lips, "As long as you can find out my identity." After speaking, he quietly disappeared into the night with a pour.

The word "yet" made Yan Ling take a few steps forward abruptly, and he looked at the thick night, surprised. What he couldn't find out repeatedly was only the experience in the capital.

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Phew, it's finally chapter 100. Who is a woman?