In the past two days of being groggy, Wen Wanbing has been vomiting, and when she is in a daze, there is always a big hand patting her back.

On the third day, I finally came back to my senses a little. Lying on the bed with weak energy, it feels so difficult to even turn over. The inside of my throat is always dry, and even swallowing saliva makes it hard.

At noon that day, Wen Wanbing woke up, struggled to get up and went to the toilet, her hair was scattered, she looked at the thick carpet on the ground, the slippers on her feet were put aside, and she was barefoot, wearing a white placket-style Tibetan nightgown, standing by the window and looking at the blue sky outside the window.

A few days of altitude sickness made Wen Wanbing's body very weak, and she was a little out of breath after standing for less than a minute, and when she turned around and walked towards the wide and soft bed not far away, she accidentally fell into the arms of a sunny breath with green grass.

His feet were in the air, and the whole person was held in his arms by the comer.

"It's so cold on the ground, barefoot! Not in the future! ”

The bold and hearty voice that had been appearing in his ears for the past few days appeared above his head, and at this moment, his voice was very low by him, and it sounded a little more gentle.

“......”

The first time Wen Wanbing encountered this situation, she was suddenly held in a strange arms, and she slapped the other party without thinking about raising her hand.

"I can't see it, my temper is quite short-tempered, I like it!"

When Dorjee just entered the door, he saw this weak girl standing barefoot by the window with waist-length green silk hanging down behind her shoulders, worried about her weak body, and one stepped forward to hold this cold girl whose name she didn't know until now in her arms.

A princess hugged, and the girl's light body like a feather made him feel pity. I wanted to take a good look at her beautiful face, but I didn't know that she slapped him without thinking about raising her hand.

I wanted to reach out and grab it, but I was afraid that the weak girl in my arms would slip to the ground, so I didn't dodge, and my eyes stared at the blank and cold eyes of the woman in my arms.

I only heard the sound of "pop~~~", the force of the little hand that fell on the face was very light, and it was like a breeze on the face, and when the milky white little hand passed through the nose, Dorjee smelled a faint milk aroma.

"Put me down!"

The Tibetan man who hugged her looked at her with a look of love that could not be concealed.

"How do you slap me? Do you need to tell me your name? ”

The beauty is in her arms, where is Dorjee willing to let go all of a sudden. The stubborn and cold character of this girl in her arms, I don't know why, Dorjee simply likes it too much.

The person in the arms is small, as if it can be directly put in a pocket.

“......”

I wanted to struggle, but my body was soft, and I struggled indiscriminately twice to no avail, and I didn't speak again, I was inexplicably angry in my heart, so I simply closed my eyes and didn't want to deal with this Tibetan "pervert" named Dorjee.

"Don't you say you want to regret it, we Tibetans have a tradition that when we see a girl we like, we have to snatch it home and be a bride. Since you came to our Colz alone, and I met you again, and you have been eating and drinking at my house for a few days, you can only promise each other at this time! ”

Dorjee was in a really good mood, and his deep eyes were full of that thick smile. Although it was half a joke, when I said the end, my heart throbbed.

Under the white robe, the beautiful girl with her eyes closed in her arms is beautiful and holy, just like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

"I'll leave today!"

"I won't let you go! I'll follow you wherever you go in the future! You're my bride! ”

The cold girl said that she was leaving, but Dorjee responded domineeringly, and her heroic voice said firmly.

“......”

The sixth sense told Wen Wanbing that the tall and powerful man holding her in his arms had no ill will towards her, did not speak again, his headache exploded, and his stiff body slowly softened, just thinking that he could put her on the bed as soon as possible at this moment.

"If you don't say what your name is now, one day I'll know!"

Looking down at the cold girl who was softening in his arms, his voice was soft and soft, and he carried her to the bed.

"Why is this face so pale, follow me in the future, I will make you the happiest woman in the world!"

When she was gently put on the bed, Dorjee's voice was very soft. When the arms became empty, Dorjee's heart also felt empty, and he couldn't wait to hold her all the time.

“......”

Falling on the bed, Wen Wanbing was relieved. Reaching out and groping for the quilt, he was halfway through, and his body was covered with the soft quilt.

The temperature was very high during the day, and the thick quilt was on my body, and just a moment later, my body began to sweat.

I can't help but want to open the .....

"Cover it so that your altitude sickness symptoms will be reduced!"

The quilt was pressed by a pair of big hands, and no matter how hard Wen Wanbing tried, it was useless.

"I'm so hot!"

Endured the pain of the explosion of his head, opened his eyes, and when these words came out of his mouth, there was a trace of pity for no reason.

"Warm up, get some sleep, and you'll be able to go out in the afternoon!"

The sudden pitiful appearance of the girl on the bed made Dorjee's heart beat like thunder, and he couldn't help but stroke a strand of hair on the girl's forehead, and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with his thumb.

The delicate skin crossed his rough fingertips, and Dorjee was even more determined to marry the Han bride on the bed.

“.....”

My head really hurt, and my atrium started to hurt excruciatingly. He opened his mouth, and he vomited again.

Wen Wanbing was originally a person who could endure it, but after being tossed for a few days, the will of the whole person slowly became fragile.....

I endured it for a long time, and I couldn't stop moaning "Ah~~~", and I wanted to sleep with my eyes closed, but I couldn't find a comfortable position anyway.

The soft and comfortable bed was now lying on the stove, and the longer it passed, the more uncomfortable it became to breathe.

"Bear with me, take this medicine! Drink some honey water from Gesang flowers and get a good night's sleep! ”

Seeing the painful expression on the girl's face, Dorjee couldn't help but sit on the edge of the bed and raise his hand to hold the girl in his arms with the quilt, and took a cup of still warm honey water from the bedside and put it on the girl's lips, which was already as papier.

“......”

Where does Wen Wanbing still have the strength to drink water, the whole person is soft, and she is about to die of discomfort. He shook his head slightly, his nose sour.

"Be nice! If you don't eat me, I'm going to be strong! Take this medicine and you will be much better! ”

Looking at the fragile appearance of the weak girl in his arms, Dorjee could only coax.

“......”

Wen Wanbing didn't want to take the medicine handed to her mouth, so she only shook her head weakly. It's so hot, the whole body is really hot, and hot people are going crazy.

"It's hot!"

I opened my eyes slightly, and finally squeezed the word out of my throat.

"Just sweat a little! I don't know why you're here at such a high altitude in Tibet! But I'm glad you're here..... Hold on, the mountain god (in the primitive nature worship of the Tibetan ancestors, the worship of the mountain god is particularly prominent, and it can even be said that it is the basis of the primitive worship of the Tibetan people. The ancestors believed that there were gods on any mountain peak in Tibet, and these gods and spirits ruled over people's good fortune and misfortune) and would protect you! ”

The girl's helplessness, Dorjee was extremely distressed, and he couldn't help but tighten his arms and hug him tighter.

"I don't want it! Woo woo ~ ~~~ woo woo ~ ~~"

I don't know why, Wen Wanbing was uncomfortable and began to cry bitterly, leaning softly into the arms of this mighty man, just wanting to get rid of the painful situation in front of her as soon as possible.

“.....”

The girl in her arms pear blossom brought rain, crying Duoji was very worried. put down the medicine, pulled the quilt off the girl's body, and directly hugged the poor crying girl who was already soaked in sweat in his arms, and began to pat her back.

"It hurts, my head hurts!"

As soon as the quilt was lifted, Wen Wanbing only felt that coolness hit her heart, her whole body was weak and weak, and even her voice became weak.

Tears rolled and fell, but how could we alleviate the uncomfortable hardship that connected the tip of my heart at this moment.

"If you take the medicine, you will get better!"

He took the two small white pills in his hand again, and threw them into the girl's mouth as she opened her mouth to inhale heavily.

The girl's pale lips were really dry, so dry that they were almost peeling.

Afraid that the girl would choke on the pill, when she picked up the honey water and fed it to the helplessly crying woman in her arms, she found that she had directly pushed the pill out of her lips with her tongue.

In desperation, he took a sip of honey water and fed the two pills directly through his mouth.

The big hand held the girl's little head, not allowing her to struggle.

The girl's lips are soft, and between the lips and teeth is the fragrance of the girl, which makes people intoxicated and makes people fall into it. It's just that the girl's body is too weak at this time, and her lips stayed on the girl's cold lips for less than two seconds, and she left quickly.

"You ....."

Wen Wanbing's head was dizzy, and the medicine she had been forcibly fed had already slid down her throat and into her stomach with the slightly sweet honey water with a strong floral fragrance.

When he stretched out his hand and wanted to slap this rude mixed-race Tibetan man, his little hand had been gently grabbed by him, and one of her faces became proud, and then he looked spoiled.

"Fell into the hands of my Dorjee, and was stamped by my Dorjee, now you are my Dorjee's woman! Dorjee means Vajra in Tibetan, remember! ”

"When you get better, I'll take you around, although the traffic here is backward and the communication is blocked, but the scenery here is picturesque, and it is the most suitable for a woman with a character like you."

The more Dorjee spoke, the happier he became, and he grabbed the girl's little hand tightly, and when he held it in his hand, he was full of tenderness.

“......”

The hand that was being held, no matter how Wen Wanbing pulled it, it was useless, because of the medicinal effect, Wen Wanbing's sleepiness gradually attacked. struggled for so many times, to no avail, only let this warm big hand clench, but the tears in the corners of the eyes never stopped.

I applied to the Tibetan area, and Wen Wanbing regretted it for the first time!

"Don't cry, poor bastard!"

Dorjee put down the girl's little hand.....

“.....”

Wen Wanbing didn't want to pay attention to it, just cried, cried and cried, and fell asleep directly.

"It's so cute!"

Dorjee didn't expect that someone could still fall asleep crying, wiping the tears on the girl's little face with his big hand, only to find that the girl's little face was not as big as his palm.

Pulled the quilt over to the side, wrapped it around the girl, and hugged it tightly.....

I hope this girl's altitude sickness will pass soon!

Outside the window, the sunlight shone obliquely through the carved window, shining on the petite Wen Wanbing and the tall Dorjee like King Kong, tender as a house, and since then Wen Wanbing has opened a strange life in this Corzi.