Chapter 102: On the Highest Level of Missing Hearts and Eyes

Shen Qingmian puffed out his white and tender cheeks, pulled the jar of wine from his side and stuffed it into his hand strongly, muttering in a daze: "Drink, drink, drink together." ”

Ling Che looked at his face, was stunned for two seconds, and then smiled helplessly and took it: "Okay, drink." ”

Shen Qingmian slowly got up, a pair of misty light brown eyes stared straight at him, as if he would keep staring like this until he finished drinking.

Ling Che was stared at, so he had to bite the bullet and wipe the wine dry.

Before the wine was completely drunk, he already felt dizzy and dizzy, and Shen Qingmian in front of him seemed to have two, he rubbed his eyes, and said strangely: "Eh? You...... How can there be two? It's exactly the same, it's weird. ”

After sitting with his dizzy head covered for a while, he couldn't support it and fell down.

Shen Qingmian hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch him, his eyes were clear, and there was still a trace of drunkenness.

Tuanzi, who was originally nesting on the side, saw him pick up Ling Che, and hurriedly got up and screamed.

Ling Che was noisy, his eyes were half-opened in a daze, and before he could see what was in front of him, he fell asleep again.

Shen Qingmian hugged him tighter, and looked at the ball coldly with side eyes, with a warning in his eyes.

The ball shook and silently nested back.

A few clouds obscured the moon, and there was darkness by the stream

On the soft grass, only two figures could be faintly seen overlapping each other, and the wind blew, and a few muffs sounded, and then silence was restored.

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Following

Shen Qing got up when he was sleeping, picked some fruits, and caught a few fish, and his spirit was very refreshed.

Ling Che didn't get up until he was asleep, and when he woke up, his whole body was sore and painful, and he had no strength, especially his waist, which hurt as if he was about to break off, and it hurt as soon as he walked.

He silently held his waist and moved with difficulty to the edge of the stream, intending to wash his face.

As soon as he saw himself reflected in the water, he was startled.

The lip flap is slightly swollen, and there are some broken skin, and there are a few red marks on the neck.

He touched his neck and lips, feeling a little numb, and his heart was strange.

What's going on? Could it be that he was poisoned by something?

Shen Qingmian came back from picking the fruit, and saw him touching the red marks on his neck and staring at the water, a faint flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and the hand holding the fruit tightened a little.

Hearing the movement behind him, Ling Che hurriedly ran over and pointed to his neck to show him: "Look, I don't know what's going on, let's just come together, numb, and a little painful, do you think I'm poisoned?" ”

Shen Qingmian's tense cranial nerves suddenly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

Putting down the things in his hand, he said seriously: "It shouldn't be poisoning, there is so much grass here, and it is close to the woods, there will naturally be more mosquitoes or something, you should be... Mosquito bites. ”

Ling Che studied it carefully for a while, and found that it was just as he said, so he nodded and sighed.

Then I felt a little hungry, so I picked up a fruit and wiped it to eat.

"Hiss~"

His lips hurt so much that he couldn't eat at all, and he touched his lips aggrievedly: "Really, mosquito bites are not good, they want to bite my mouth, now it's okay, I can't eat." ”

Shen Qingmian was drinking water, and when he heard this, he accidentally choked on it, and the water in his mouth almost squirted out.

……

After a simple meal, the two hit the road.

Still riding on the group, but this time they all have a long memory, and they sit obediently and don't move.

The scenery along the way is very good.

Shen Qingmian took out the sugar from Ling Che's pocket, peeled it off and put it in his mouth.

The sweet taste seemed to make him think of something, and he subconsciously glanced at Ling Che, his gaze a little evasive.

Ling Che was enduring the pain of gnawing on the fruit, not noticing his strange appearance.

After walking leisurely for a long time, I finally found a capital city before evening. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "Lingxing Jianghu Claw Book House" for free for the first time.