He did have a fever, and his head was dizzy, and he was very uncomfortable.

Lu Hanting is not easy to get sick, but when he gets sick, he just wants to hold Xia Xiwan and not let her leave.

Xia Xiwan remembered his body in her heart, "Lu Hanting, you let go first!" ”

But she underestimated his combat prowess, and even if he was seriously injured, she couldn't get rid of him.

Lu Hanting hugged her tightly, his pale thin lips lingered on her face, the heavy rain was falling, drenching them through, and he was particularly sticky when he was sick, "Wanwan, good, don't go, huh?" ”

"Lu Hanting, your wound is inflamed, and now it's raining, don't you want your body if you continue like this!"

Lu Hanting clasped her smooth fragrant shoulders and turned her around, holding her palm-sized slender face with his big palm, and repeating a sentence like a demon, "Wanwan, I just don't want you to go." ”

He lowered his head and kissed her red lips directly.

Xia Xiwan's pupils shrank, it was all this time, how could he think about kissing, "Lu Hanting, let go!" ”

She pushed him away with all her might.

Her movements tore the wound on his back, Lu Hanting's upright body shook twice, and then knelt on one knee in the rain with a "boom".

A large palm was propped up on the ground, and small droplets of water rolled over the contours of his overly delicate facial features, and his thin eyebrows and eyes were stained with a layer of coldness.

Lu Hanting's handsome eyes were lightly curled, rolling his Adam's apple up and down, and after a few seconds, he gently pulled the corners of his mouth, and his deep eyes were already dyed with a layer of scarlet.

He said slowly, "Wanwan, if you dare to leave, one day, I will definitely wash Lanlou in blood and make you pay a terrible price." ”

Lan Lou, that is Xia Xiwan's home.

Xia Xi was stunned, and she looked at the man kneeling in the rain in shock and fear.

She trembled, this... Devil!

Wet bangs covered his narrow eyes, he looked at her, and slowly stretched out his big palm in a paranoid and gloomy voice, "Come here." ”

Xia Xiwan mechanically opened her legs numbly and walked over.

"I said, you can't escape the wanwan."

Lu Hanting closed his eyes and fell.

……

It was getting dark, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the dilapidated wooden house was swaying in the heavy rain.

Xia Xiwan turned out a needle, roasted it red with fire, and reluctantly stitched up Lu Hanting's wound, he didn't allow her to leave, she couldn't find her husband at all.

Xia Xiwan sat on the edge of the bed, she looked at Lu Hanting on the bed, he had a high fever of 42 degrees just now, and he began to chill all over his body again.

Now he is still in a coma, his handsome face is pale to jet black, and his handsome facial features are particularly cold and cold, as well as gloomy paranoia.

Xia Xiwan suddenly realized a problem, three years later, Lu Hanting's paranoia became more and more severe, and her possessiveness and desire to control her were almost pathological.

Just now, when he knelt on one knee in the rain and said that he would wash the Lanlou in blood in the future, Xia Xiwan had already seen the powerful aura of the king in the world in him.

No matter how she hides his background, he has the blood of the innocent son of Huaxi Prefecture for hundreds of years, and I am afraid that one day he will ascend to the throne of the monarch.

As the queen of Lanlou at that time, what will be their fate?

Could it be that once she leaves, he will personally lead a large army to break through her homeland, capture her city, and stain her clothes with blood?

As long as she thought of this, Xia Xiwan shuddered all over, she turned out a blank piece of paper and a pen, and then wrote something on the white paper, and finally she held his finger and pressed a handprint on it.