It had been three days since Hua Bangchen disappeared, and the wolf corpse at the door was already crawling with insects, emitting a foul smell. In fact, since the day when the system Jun apologized to her, she knew that Xiao Bangchen would not come back, but she still didn't leave here, maybe she didn't give up yet, or she had nowhere to go.

Her vision was getting blurred, her eyes were dry and astringent, and she was tingling. She shifted her position and rested her head against the cave wall, staring blankly at the outside of the cave.

In the past three days, she has not eaten a drop of water or rice, she has never closed her eyes, her body is no longer like hers, she is completely unable to exert her strength, the whole person is dizzy, and even her consciousness has been blurred. The originally clear and translucent eyes were already bloodshot at this time, the eyeballs were cloudy and blurry, and the bottom of the eyes

The heavy dark circles under the eyes are shocking, the eye sockets are sunken, the gaze is empty and dull, and there is no focus at all. His face was pale and bloodless, his hair was messily draped, and the whole person looked very languid and haggard, like a ghost, which was particularly scary.

Yes, she is waiting for death.

She lived in hell every day for the past three days, and the pain became more and more painful every day. The desire to survive or something, as early as the second day, I didn't see Xiao Bangchen come back, and I had already given up. At first, she would make some excuses for herself, such as if she left, Xiao Bangchen would not be able to see her when she came back, or that it was dangerous outside and she couldn't leave here. But when she got to the back, she didn't even bother to find an excuse. It's not that she can't live, it's that she doesn't want to live.

She didn't even have the strength to crash to death on the cave wall now, and the only thing she could do was to use the last bit of consciousness she had left to think about Xiao Bangchen and her two jealous husbands, and then she was deeply in pain.

She had never known that she was so vulnerable.

After some time, her ears began to buzz, her brain was dizzy, her consciousness became more and more blurred, and her stomach churned. Because there was nothing in her stomach, she could only retch, reluctantly spitting out some saliva, not even sour water. The whole body is numb and mild pain like a pinprick in the body, especially in the cervical spine.

I don't know how long she vomited, she fell asleep in a daze, her brain was half awake and half chaotic, and a few fragmentary scenes appeared from time to time in her sleep, in which she leaned on the arms of the peach blossom demon, enjoying his massage, and occasionally being rubbed with some oil by him. Eating the roast chicken handed over by Xiao Bangchen, looking at his innocent smile. Listening to the sound of the sect leader's piano, he glanced at him coldly from time to time. And her male god was helping her pull her hair with an awkward face, but his movements were extremely gentle. The goddess stood aside, staring at her expressionlessly, her figure reflected in those clear eyes, only her. Baili chanted his own bad poems to the chrysanthemums not far away. The makeup desire next to him was covering his mouth and chuckling, and after finding that she was looking at him, her beautiful face was dyed with a faint layer of crimson, and her gaze at her was a little evasive, but in the end she still met her, and her lonely eyes were full of undisguised love.

Her consciousness was extremely clear, but she couldn't wake up, making her a little unable to distinguish between reality and dreams. Maybe she doesn't want to tell the difference.

In an instant, all this beauty was replaced by bloody scenes, the miserable wolf corpses on the ground, Xiao Bangchen's desperate and empty eyes, and the cold cave where she was left alone...... Scenes flashed quickly in her half-awake mind, and the last scene was frozen on the expressionless face of the sect leader.

Ah, is this the marquee before death, she is really going to die. It's a little unwilling to die like this, although she chose it herself.

…… Wrong!

That doesn't seem to be a dream!

Mo Nancheng suddenly came to his senses and looked at the entrance of the cave, and a figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, blocking the only glimmer of light that came into the cave. She couldn't see his face clearly, the familiar figure made her think that Xiao Bangchen was back, she tried to support half of her body with both hands, wanted to get up and rushed over to hug him tightly, tell her how much she missed him, and then teach him a good lesson, so that he dared to leave her without permission! But before she was halfway there, her hands trembled, her whole body was completely powerless, and her body was weak at the back, and she fell down heavily.

The moment she fell, the figure standing at the entrance of the cave quickly rushed towards her and hugged her steadily.

The long-lost warm touch made her dry eyes moist at once, and she grabbed his clothes and buried her head in his chest, her body trembling uncontrollably, and the tears overflowing from her eyes wet the hem of his chest.

"Don't be afraid. This seat is in. A deep voice rang softly in her ears, and a pair of large, warm hands gently soothed her back.

After hearing that familiar voice, Mo Nancheng's tears suddenly flowed even more fiercely, as if he wanted to drain all the tears he had been holding back these days.

The owner of the voice frowned, then leaned down and kissed her eyes, gently licked the tears from her face, and then kissed her deep lips that were already chapped. He grinded slowly, methodically, little by little, without the roughness of his past, focused and meticulous.

"Beicheng, respond to this seat." He commanded softly, his voice a little lower than before.

Her mind began to be confused, her mind went blank, and she obeyed his orders in a daze. Hooked her hands around his neck, put the weight of the whole person on his body, stretched out the tip of her tongue to wrap around his tongue, and at the moment when the two tongues touched, she began to subconsciously ask for the liquid in his mouth. After not eating or drinking for several days, she could no longer tell what she was doing, but instinctively thirsted for more.

The moment the tip of her tongue wrapped around him, his breath tightened, and then he began to respond like crazy.

His lips and tongue entangled her wantonly, lingering between her lips and teeth, tossing and turning, with a hint of encroachment more than just now.

I don't know how long he kissed, but he noticed that her breath was getting weaker and weaker, so he reluctantly left her lips and stared at her haggard face without saying a word, and the bottom of his eyes was obscure. After staring at her for a while, he said tepidly: "Beicheng, this seat has thought about it, and this seat does have you in my heart." ”

But Mo Nancheng still had the energy to listen to him at this time, she was already unconscious, and the kiss just now almost used up all her energy. Now the whole person is groggy and hung on Hua Xiyan's body, looking like he is about to die. In fact, it is.

"I never share it with anyone." He stared at her closed eyes, his fingers touched her lips, which were a little red and swollen from his own kiss, and gently outlined them, and said in a deep voice, word by word, "But you are an exception. ”