Wen Xiaomiao was still unconscious.

Sha Yima is idle now, so she is responsible for taking care of Wen Xiaomiao, she is sitting next to Wen Xiaomiao, rubbing the little wooden figure carved according to Jiang Tianlei's appearance in her hand, and she can see it in a daze, probably after rubbing for a long time, the whole little wooden man is oily and wolf.

After Lian Shuang escaped from home, he has not been seen, and he does not know if Lu Dao has found Chulin Jialuo.

Shayima and Chen Mu are now living in the camp, so they simply put Wen Xiaomiao in Shayima's tent, so that it is convenient for Chen Mu to go to see Wen Xiaomiao.

Chen Mu didn't sleep well all night, and in the morning, Chen Mu didn't have time to eat, so he went to see Wen Xiaomiao first.

Chen Mu shouted outside Shayima, "Excuse me, is the sand girl here?" ”

Shaima stood up, walked to the door, opened the curtain, and said, "Chen Gongzi, Xiao Miao hasn't woken up yet, or you should come in first." ”

Chen Mu followed into the tent.

Wen Xiaomiao lay quietly on the thick mattress, covered with a blanket, her long soft hair was spread out, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"Chen Gongzi, you stay here first, I'll go out and come back in a while." Sha Yima saw that Wen Xiaomiao was taken care of, and she wanted to go out to do something.

"Well, you go get busy first, it's hard for you to take care of Xiao Miao." Chen Mu said.

"Chen Gongzi is too polite, and I didn't do anything." Thinking about Wen Xiaomiao lying motionless all night, Sha Yima felt ashamed and left embarrassed.

Chen Mu sat down next to Wen Xiaomiao and looked at Wen Xiaomiao quietly, he now felt that Wen Xiaomiao was so good-looking, why didn't he find it before.

Chen Mu slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Wen Xiaomiao's hand, stretched it out in the air and retracted it, thought about it and stretched out it again, and then held Wen Xiaomiao's cool little hand tightly, and put it on his face, he had never touched Wen Xiaomiao's hand before, and he didn't bother to touch it, but now this has become a luxury.

Chen Mu looked at Wen Xiaomiao a little nervously, but Wen Xiaomiao didn't react.

Chen Mu stretched out his other hand and slowly stroked Wen Xiaomiao's face, gently, as if he was caressing his beloved fragile and precious treasure.

"Xiao Miao, Xiao Miao." Chen Mu muttered in a low voice, his voice was full of love, like, missing, helplessness and sentimentality.

"If God gives me another chance, I will definitely grasp it firmly, and I won't let go again, even if it's the third son, I really don't want to let go of you, I want to make up for the damage done to you in the past few years, I've wasted more than four years, if we were together at the beginning, I should marry you this year, and maybe even have children next year." Chen Mu whispered, imagining the wonderful scene of Wen Xiaomiao snuggling up to him and the child running around them.

Chen Mu smiled bitterly, thinking to himself, with the third prince Zhuyu in front of him, how could Wen Xiaomiao take a fancy to him again, he was just wishful thinking and an idiot dreaming now.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the tent, and Chen Mu put down Wen Xiaomiao's hand.

Shayima opened the door curtain and walked in, her face was not very good-looking, it is estimated that she was angry with Jiang Tianlei again, everyone knows that Shayima likes Jiang Tianlei, and this girl does not avoid it, she thinks that if she likes it, she likes it, and there is nothing to hide.

Even if Jiang Tianlei is about to get married, she still doesn't give up.