The young man's skin was fair, but his chest was broad and resolute, and it was slightly undulating at the moment, as if he was still sleeping, and Yu Yao stroked his chest nervously.

"It's okay, it's okay......"

Fortunately, Wen Nian didn't wake up, anyway, he didn't know, at least he wasn't embarrassed in front of him.

Yu Yao patted her face again to calm down, hurriedly washed her handkerchief, and continued to carefully wipe his wounds. There are not many wounds on him, Yu Yao finished wiping it, dressed him again, and sat next to him half dead, Yu Yao wanted to rest for a while but there was no place, so she got up and moved a chair to sit down, and was about to rest for a while, and when Rong Yu came back, she could go back to the house, who knew that the stool was not hot yet......

"Cold ......"

Yu Yao heard his slightly hoarse voice, and immediately sat back on the edge of the bed and stroked his forehead: "Are you awake?" What do you think? ”

"Cold ......" Wen Nian still closed his eyes and frowned slightly.

Yu Yao tucked the collar of his clothes and said, "Hold on for a while, and when Rong Yu comes, I will take you back." ”

I don't know if Wen Nian heard it, but he was still a little trembling.

Yu Yao was a little at a loss, but she could barely deal with the wound, what should she do if it was cold, the charcoal fire in the house had long been extinguished, and there was no cover here, she rubbed her hands, and hurriedly held his hand, trying to warm him.

Wen Nian suddenly turned over, grabbed her sleeve, and almost pulled her to the ground.

"It's quite strong when I'm injured......," Yu Yao muttered, sat down again, and rubbed her hands to hold his hand.

His hands were as cold as ice, paler than before, and Yu Yao's warmth was obviously not enough. Wen Nian curled up slightly, closed his eyes and pursed his lips, as if he was approaching a heat source, and rubbed in the direction of Yu Yao.

Yu Yao looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and decided to take off her clothes and cover him. As soon as he unbuttoned it, Wen Nian reached out and grabbed her again, but this time he didn't let go.

Yu Yao was helpless, and said kindly: "I'm going to take off my clothes and cover you." ”

Wen Nian didn't speak, but his hands still didn't let go, and his eyes didn't open.

"Ah Nian?"

Yu Yao didn't know if he heard himself or not, looking at his appearance, he was weak and distressing, but he still had to stubbornly pull her, Yu Yao couldn't help him, so he simply put down the hand that unbuttoned.

"Okay, I won't take it off, you let it go."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Nian immediately let go.

Yu Yao: "......"

She asked again, "Ah Nian, what the hell are you...... Woke up or not? ”

Wen Nian only shrunk his hand into his sleeve again and did not speak.

Yu Yao asked again, "Is it cold?" ”

"It's cold......"

Yu Yao: "......"

Yu Yao was puzzled, could it be that when a person who practices martial arts is in a coma, he can still selectively only listen to what he wants to hear?

I have never seen him so squeamish on weekdays, forget it, don't worry about the injured person, Yu Yao pursed her lips and said, "That...... I'll hold you for a while, okay? ”

Wen Nianqiang held back a smile and said "um" weakly.

……

At the corner downstairs of the Guiyun Pavilion, Rong Yu and Ji Yu were already bored.

Shu Yu rubbed his hands, stomped his feet, and asked, "Why hasn't Childe come out yet, even if he eats two meals, he should finish eating!" ”

Rong Yu raised his eyes and looked upstairs, and said with a complicated expression: "What do you know." ”

Ji Yu walked back and forth twice with his hands in his hands, and said: "Also, how do you serve Childe, can't you see that Childe is injured." ”

Rong Yu looked at him with an unteachable expression of rotten wood and said, "What do you know!" ”