Jiang Zhun recovered from the nightmare just now, and his eyes raised,

Jiang Zhun has always been sensitive to everything around him, but he has a terrible headache at this moment, his whole body is aching, and his reaction is much slower than usual.

When he reacted and was about to avoid it, Tan Sang suddenly blocked in front of him.

There was a loud bang in my ears -

Tan Sang protected him tightly, holding his head with both hands, and her warm lips next to his ears.

For the first time, he heard Tan Sang's warmest and most straightforward liking.

"I've always loved you."

The girl's voice was drowned out by a loud explosion.

He always knew that Tan Sang said that she would like him a little more every day, and she liked him too.

But Jiang Zhun never thought that he would see Tan Sang's straightforward, exposed, and blood-drenched sincerity in such a scene.

He had always been worried that Tan Sang would hate him, think he was terrible, and hate him.

So when she said that she would like him a little more every day, he just planned to listen to it.

Until this moment.

Tan Sang told him in the most direct and shocking way.

I like you.

My life can be given to you.

The aftermath of the explosion gradually subsided, and Jiang Zhun caught Tan Sang and helped her up, her back resting on his chest.

Blood kept pouring out of her back, and there was a wave in his eyes, and he was helpless to cover her wounds, and warm and sticky blood flowed from his fingers.

He didn't have time to react to anything, he didn't have time to do anything.

He didn't care much about anything since he was a child, he was the proud son of heaven, there was nothing missing, and he was almost never so flustered, even when his mother died, he didn't have such a panic, so flustered that he didn't even know what to do next.

"Tan Sang ......"

Jiang Zhun lowered his head, only trembling slightly at first, and the shocking red color was like a blood net, which was reflected in his eyes little by little.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

It's like coaxing a child.

Jiang Zhun knew that Tan Sang was very afraid of pain, because at that time she was tripped and fell, and she was in pain to death, her eyes were red, she was sobbing and crying, and her heart hurt.

Jiang Zhun had no thinking or any reason, and only tears fell from his light brown eyes.

Tan Sang didn't actually feel much pain, he only felt that it seemed to be colder, and his body suddenly had no strength, there was a kind of piercing in his back, and there was a leakage of wind, and there were bursts of cold, cold and numb.

The boy's tears fell on her face and slowly rolled down.

She seems to have never seen him cry, a god-like existence, if she cries, she will definitely be very distressed, and she feels that the whole world owes him.

She looked at Jiang Zhun carefully, wanting to see if he was injured, Jiang Zhun who had just come out of the fire had a big dirty face, but he didn't lose half of his beauty.

There was blood on his neck, but he didn't seem to be hurt.

Fortunately, Xiaomei was not injured.

Otherwise, she will be very upset and angry.

So, my little pretty,

You have to take care of yourself!

"Jiang Zhun ......"

She knew that she was bleeding from her back, and she might not really be able to be with the gods, but she only trembled: "Do you believe me? ”

He nodded heavily and said astringently: "Faith, I believe." ”

Then the delicate little girl smiled, and smiled brightly,

"I'll tell you secretly, I'm not really injured, I'm just a little tired,

Wait a minute......

I'll just ...... Yes...... Awake...... Target. ”

I'll wake up.

Don't worry about me.