Yuan Qing Ling curled his body and said in a nasal voice: "If you want to scold, scold, but you can't beat, you dare to beat me, I will fight with you, there is a word first, I didn't push her into the lake, it was she who dragged me down with a nervous disorder and pressed my head hard to prevent me from floating, I had to hurt her with a hairpin!" ”

She sniffed, very aggrieved, how could she meet a crazy woman?

"I know you won't believe me, you hate me, my breath is wrong, you like her, you also think her smells ...... smelly"

Yu Wenhao ripped off her clothes with one hand and stripped them with both hands, "Shut up!" ”

Yuan Qingling's eyes were red, and he said fiercely: "Hit me again?" You want to hit me again? I will die with you! ”

After saying that, he rushed over and wrapped it around his neck and bit it down.

"You madman!" Yu Wenhao was furious, reached out and touched it, blood beads were already oozing out of his neck, he took off his coat and threw it to her, "When is this king going to beat you?" You are soaking wet, and you have taken off your king's garment. ”

"You can't be so kind!" Yuan Qingling looked at the coat he had taken off, and said categorically.

"Yes, this king is going to kill you." Yuwen Hao was furious, and her handsome face was twisted and hideous by her anger.

Yuan Qingling wiped his face and said, "Then you just said it, why did you tear my clothes, you are dumb?" ”

Yu Wenhao simply ignored her and turned his head over.

Yuan Qingling's nose was itchy, and he sneezed a few times in a row, which was indeed cold.

She slowly undressed, "Don't look at me. ”

"The devil is looking at you." Yuwen Hao said coldly.

Yuan Qing Ling quickly put his coat on his body, wrapped his body, picked up the clothes he had changed out, took out the medicine box, took out a pill of vitamin C and swallowed it, twisted the clothes again, and wiped his wet hair, "Did I misunderstand you?" I thought you didn't believe me. ”

Yu Wenhao snuggled up to the backrest and didn't make a sound.

Yuan Qingling looked at him, "Do you believe I didn't push her?" ”

Yu Wenhao was silent.

Yuan Qingling stuck out his tongue, silence is golden.

This was unexpected.

Yuan Qingling wiped his hair for a while, then put down his wet clothes and asked, "How is King Huai's condition?" ”

He said, "Not good. ”

"How bad is bad?"

"It's bad." His face was gloomy.

He looked sideways at her, "Do you have any medicine for him in that box?" ”

Yuan Qingling said in embarrassment: "His illness is not so easy to treat. ”

"Yes, it's not that easy to treat." As he spoke, he closed his eyes and sighed heavily, only in passing, knowing that tuberculosis could not be cured.

Yuan Qingling hesitantly stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be sad, life and death are fate." ”

His eyes lit up, "It was this king who killed him." ”

Yuan Qingling was surprised, "How do you explain this?" What does his illness have to do with you? ”

Yu Wenhao said in a low voice: "Three years ago, Ben General came back from the battlefield and brought three veterans to drink with him, but unexpectedly, one of them had tuberculosis, and no one knew at that time, not even the patient himself, not long after that drink, the sixth child became ill. ”

Tuberculosis is a highly contagious disease, droplets can be contagious, eating and drinking together, chatting, staggering, foaming at the mouth, and it is not surprising to be infected.

"Four people, just he is sick, this king and the other two veterans are fine."

Yuan Qingling snorted, "Probability, it's not that everyone will be infected if they drink together." ”

"What?"

"I said that King Huai is really unlucky." Yuan Qingling showed just the right amount of sadness, only to be spoiled by a sneeze that ruined the sad atmosphere.

"Why don't you take it off when your underwear is soaked?" Yuwen Hao frowned.

She rubbed her nose, "Forget it, it's not convenient in the carriage, and I'll be home soon." ”

"What are you pretending to be reserved? It's not that I haven't seen it. ”

"I'm not afraid of you." Horizontal and vertical is not her own body.

Yu Wenhao snorted and continued to close his eyes.

"I kind of want to throw up." Yuan Qingling suddenly felt nauseous, "Those lakes just now stink." ”

When she was struggling, she stirred the silt at the bottom of the lake, and the lake water mixed with the mud, she drank two sips, and Chu Mingcui also drank it.

Now that I think about it, in order to frame her, Chu Mingcui sacrificed a lot.

Yu Wenhao patted his shoulder, "Lean over and close your eyes and rest for a while." ”

Suddenly so warm, Yuan Qingling was a little unaccustomed.

But it's also good to have someone to lean on in a rocky and bumpy carriage.

She raised a smile and said movingly, "Thank you." ”

Leaned his head over slowly, and was about to fall on his shoulder, but he suddenly moved to the side, Yuan Qing Ling threw himself into the air, his body fell over, and his head hit the hard mat on the edge of the cushion.

Yuwen Hao said coldly: "Let you bite me." ”

Yuan Qing was extremely angry, sat up straight, and rubbed his head, "You are too stingy." ”

How can there be such a bad person?

"If there is revenge, there will be revenge."

"Surely you will repay it." Originally, Chu Mingcui had been pressing her head underwater, but now he deliberately tricked her to knock down, which is really tasteless.

Yuwen Hao saw that she had been covering her head, and only then did he remember the wound on her head, so he pulled her over and pressed her on his leg, "Look at your wound." ”

Yuan Qingling struggled for a moment, and Yuwen Hao knocked on her back, "Don't move." ”

Yuan Qingling's face was buried in the middle of his legs, and this posture ......

The slender cold fingers brushed her hair, and saw that the wound had traces of being backlogged, and the fingerprints were very clear, and the wound was not a big problem, but it should have been scratched by a few fingernails when someone pressed her head with her hand, and there was some blood foam.

Yuan Qingling moved his head outside, took a breath, and was pressed back by him, "Don't move, wipe the mud on the edge of the wound for you." ”

The water was indeed dirty, with mud on the hairs and on the edges of the wounds, and the smell of silt.

Yuan Qingling couldn't cry or laugh, was the part of her right face against slowly bulging?

He took the wet clothes and wiped them slowly for her, very carefully, gently, and to make sure that the hair was completely parted, and that he would not pull the roots of the hair when wiping.

Yuan Qingling slowly stopped struggling, and just lay down on his lap obediently, hanging down with one hand, and there was nowhere to put the other hand, so he could only slowly, swallow the ground, grab some clothes and climb up his waist, and then, put there motionless.

It was really uncomfortable for her face to rest in that place, and she moved it slightly to allow the air to enter her mouth.

With just such a subtle movement, Yu Wenhao, who was concentrating on wiping the edge of the wound, froze for a moment, and his eyes were slightly darker.

Yuan Qingling felt that the place was getting warmer and swollen, and she hurriedly struggled to get up, "Okay, thank you." ”

Yu Wenhao let go of her and cleared his throat, "Hmm." ”

The atmosphere was a little awkward, Yuan Qingling twisted her clothes with her fingers, and hid to the side, her face on the right side seemed to still feel warm, I don't know if it was because of her hot face or something else.

Yu Wenhao glanced at her, her hair was messy, her face was like Feixia, her crimson was full of extreme beauty, her eyes were fluttering, her eyelashes were flashing, and she was dyed with a little mist, like the wetness on the wings of a dragonfly.

The graceful curved lips are slightly opened, the teeth are slightly exposed, and the lip flaps are plump and full, although they are frightened and lose their bright color, and they are pale, but even so, they are also full of thrilling bewitchment.

His head was completely incapacitated, his lips were dry, and he only felt bursts of fire in his lower abdomen, burning his heart.