Rough fingers gently kneaded her feet, soothing her fatigue......

Yang Ruoqing let out a comfortable sigh.

looked at him who was squatting in front of him, burying his head and washing her feet.

The plain and cold face was replaced by gentleness and pity at this time.

A pair of big hands, holding her feet.

Rub gently.

After running around for a day and two nights, his feet were carefully washed by him as if they were treasures, and he didn't dislike them at all.

She's warm.

The tip of the nose is slightly pantothenic.

She's cold, she's tired.

How could he not be like that?

But he took care of him everywhere, and whatever was good, he was close to her first.

"Tang Yanzi, your feet must be numb, quickly take off your shoes and socks and soak them together!"

She said.

He looked up and smiled at her: "Don't worry, when you're done soaking, I'll just wash it with your water." ”

Wipe her feet up.

She was about to put her foot in her shoes, but he leaned over and lifted him from the stool.

"Sensei is wearing shoes, I'll carry you to bed." He said.

Strode over to the side of the bed and placed her on the bed.

There are two quilts on the bed.

He shook off the bed inside and spread it out.

"It's important to rescue the third uncle, and your body is also important."

He leaned over her shoulders and said.

"Let's control Chen San, things have taken a turn for the better. Now, you're not allowed to go anywhere, so just sleep well in the inn. ”

"Inquire about that noble man and leave it to me!" He said.

Pull over the covers and cover her.

Seeing her struggling to uncover the quilt, he said, "Obedient! ”

Yang Ruoqing couldn't cry or laugh.

He glanced at himself and said, "Even if I want to sleep, I have to take off my coat!" ”

Hearing this, he was stunned.

"My coat is running around, and I have been lying in the dirty stove room of Chen San's house all night, and I am dirty!" She said again.

He grinned and smiled sheepishly.

"Okay, you take off, I'll go out first!" He said.

Then he retreated.

Yang Ruoqing shouted to him: "I'm not naked, I'm still wearing it!" ”

"You put the tent down and it's done." She said.

Luo Fengtang let out an 'oh', hung down the tent in a bit of a hurry, and then turned his back.

Through a layer of cyan tent, look at his tall and broad back.

She pursed her lips and smiled.

Buried in the buttons......

Listening to the sound of Suo Suo in the tent behind him, Luo Fengtang's face turned red.

It's the first time I've grown up to stay in the same room with a girl.

There were just two of them in the room.

Qing'er was still undressing there.

This feeling, so strange, so nervous, also made him feel inexplicably excited.

"Alright, you can turn around."

Her voice was soon heard behind him.

He turned around, and inside the tent, she was already lying under the covers.

"Tang Yanzi, you can also soak your feet and sleep for a while, there are two quilts!" She said.

Going to bed?

His face was even hotter.

"I—I'll wash my feet first."

He said, walking over to the basin and taking off his shoes and socks.

Wait for him to wipe his feet and come to the bedside.

I opened the tent and took a look.

The girl lay quietly in the bed, revealing a quiet sleeping face.

Compared with before, she has really lost a lot of weight recently.

The delicate facial contours have been revealed.

The forehead is full and the eyebrows are delicate.

The nose is tiny, and the curve of the lips is the kind he likes.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently move a strand of hair that had fallen on her face.

The fingertips had barely touched her cheek when her eyes suddenly opened.

The initial moment of confusion was followed by a fierce momentum.

He was shocked.

This kind of look is like a tiger napping.

The vigilance and murderous aura that burst out from the depths of the soul when suddenly alarmed and offended.

But when she saw that the person in front of her was him, the fierceness in her eyes dissipated without a trace.

In its place was something familiar to him.

"Finished washing? Come up and lie down for a while. She said.

He shook his head: "I'll lie down later, you sleep first." ”

She nodded slightly, rolled over, and in a moment let out an even breathing sound.

He stood beside the bed for a few moments.

Thinking back to that moment in her eyes.

This vigilance seems to be the result of a long-term lack of security.

He didn't know what she had been through for more than ten years when she had gone crazy.

He only knew that his heart was pounding.

She was so insecure that she woke up at the slightest touch.

But she trusted him so much.

He told her to sleep, and she rolled over and fell asleep again.

In my heart, I have mixed feelings.

Girl, you're tired, get some sleep!

He put on his shoes and socks, looked at her again, locked the door of the guest room from the outside, and left the inn.

Yang Ruoqing didn't sleep well.

In the dream, she returned to the scene of the crash in her previous life.

The blue sea is endless.

Fishy salty water, pouring in from all directions, poured into her facial features!

She's so cold.

Tired.

Struggling, it was like 10,000 hands were grabbing her underneath.

Grasping her to sink, falling, getting farther and farther away from the sun and air......

In the dream, her facial features were wrinkled together, curled up, and let out an unconscious moan.

Luo Fengtang finished the work as quickly as possible.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard her muffled grunt from the other side of the bed.

With a tightening of his eyebrows, he closed the door and hurried to the bed.

When he opened the tent, he was startled.

Qing'er's quilt was kicked off at some point.

She curled up in a ball wearing only the autumn clothes she was sleeping on.

His face was pale and bloodless.

The brows were furrowed together.

The eyes are closed, and I shouldn't be awake.

From time to time, there were a few small moans in his mouth, as if he was experiencing something extremely painful in a dream......

"Are you sick?"

He lifted his hand and touched her forehead.

It's not hot!

It must have been a nightmare.

He said in his heart, picked up the quilt that she had kicked off, and was about to cover her.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something on the sheets, his hand shook, and his face instantly turned white.

What's that?

Blood?

He swallowed, his fingers shaking a little as he moved her body.

This time, he looked closely.

On the sheets, more on her pants.

There was a loud buzz in his head.

The whole person froze in place, and his mind went blank.

Why did Qing'er bleed so much?

She's hurt?

No, she'd been with him all along, unscathed!

His gaze swept over everything in the room.

The doors and windows are all closed, and people from outside can't get in.

There was no sign of a fight in the house!

What's going on?

Why did she bleed so much?

I wanted to take off her pants and take a look, but it was her private parts, and he couldn't!

What to do?

He has always been cold, and his heart is in turmoil at this moment.

Anxiously turning in circles in front of the bed, like ants on the hot pot, his scalp was about to be scratched.

Suddenly, he turned around and opened the tent.