All four wounds looked a little deep, but fortunately none of them were critical.

However, the peeled flesh on the arm was still dripping with blood, which was obviously caused by a crocodile's bite.

Qian Jiao's mind immediately remembered the scene when the crocodile rushed over just now, and after Nan Fan pushed her away, the crocodile collided with him ferociously.

The wound on his arm must have been left at that time.

Qian Jiao glanced at Nan Fan with a somewhat complicated look, gently supported his body, and wanted him to lie on the bed, but when her hand touched his back, a sticky feeling made her brows frown.

When I went around her back, below the shoulder, there was a wound that was constantly bubbling with blood, and at a glance it was a gunshot wound, and it was obvious that the bullet was still hiding in the wound.

Qian Jiao's eyes shrank, and she immediately guessed that the shot on Nan Fan's back was blocked for him when he had just entered the pool.

The little hand holding Nan Fan unconsciously grabbed a few points, pursed his lips, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

Qian Jiao quickly scrubbed her wounds, dug out the bullet on his back with a dagger, applied medicine again, and fed a few mouthfuls of cold water mixed with spiritual spring water.

After thinking about it, he put away the temporary cover on the ground again, threw the dry grass that was laid before into the fire, gathered the original dry grass on the ground again, and added a small amount of it, trying not to let Nan Fan find the clues.

Then, spread a thin blanket for marching on the dry grass, and then help him to the bed, and the thin blanket is half padded and half covered, which can be regarded as placing the person.

After Qian Jiao did this, she fetched water to wash herself, took a set of clothes of the same color as her body from the space and changed them, and washed the dirty clothes that Nanfan had changed with the river water in the space, and roasted them by the fire.

After doing all this, Qian Jiao's whole person was tired enough, she reached out and pinched her eyebrows, her stomach was still hungry, she took something from the space and finished eating, and thought that Nanfan had been hiding from the mountains all over the mountains in the past few days, and it was estimated that she didn't have a good meal, so she took out a roasted hare from the space and put it next to the fire, ready to be used as tomorrow's rations.

Then she took out the huge military backpack that Brother Xiao had prepared for her from the space, and then filled it with all kinds of things that needed to appear in front of Nan Fan's eyes without being suspected, and then she was so tired that she went directly to Nan Fan's side to sleep.

It's just too tiring.

When the sky revealed the white of the fish's belly, Qian Jiao was woken up by the heat.

In a daze, she just wanted to stay away from the heat source next to her, but a strong arm around her waist tightly wrapped around her slender waist.

After struggling a few times in a daze to no avail, Qian Jiao finally trembled her long eyelashes slightly, slowly opened her misty apricot eyes, and just woke up with confused soft eyes, looking at Nanfan's deep and deep eyes.

Nan Fan was so soft in her misty eyes that even her breathing became heavy in an instant.

The hot air sprayed from the tip of her nose fell on Qian Jiaoying's white jade-like face, itching, making her long eyelashes tremble slightly.

She blinked her eyes vigorously a few times, as if to clear her mind a little.

It's just that her long eyelashes, Nan Fan, who made her heart beat faster unconsciously, finally bowed her head, dropped her lips to her apricot eyes, and kissed her long eyelashes in an instant.

Qian Jiao was taken aback by his actions, and instinctively wanted to shrink back.

As a result, a strong arm directly blocked her way, and with a big hand, Qian Jiao's whole person slammed into his strong chest again.

Qian Jiao's nose hurt when she was hit, and she couldn't help but snort.

But it drew a low snarling laugh.

Qian Jiao was a little shy, and she looked up a little annoyed, but she just met a thin lip.

The lips were close to each other, and a tingling electric current immediately transmitted into the bodies of the two of them.

Qian Jiao's eyes widened shyly, and a flexible tongue with wetness was already tracing the shape of her lips on her full pink lips.

Licking, sucking, light or heavy.

Qian Jiao was kissed by him and dizzy for a while, and when she realized that she should push the other party away, the back of her head was supported by a big hand.

Nan Fan pressed the back of Qian Jiao's head tightly, letting her lips stick tightly to herself, kissing deeper and deeper, until the other party couldn't breathe, he gasped and showed a trace of air from his lips and teeth to the other party.

Qian Jiao, who was almost suffocated by a kiss, sucked happily and quickly like a fish in water when she encountered this touch of air, but it was not enough, not enough at all.

Her slightly opened lips were quickly broken into by a flexible tongue, fiercely sweeping every corner of her mouth, the tip of the tongue crossed her palate, making the blood in her whole body almost coagulate, and the feeling of numbness was surging like an electric current.

This feeling is so wonderful that Qian Jiao has lost the ability to think and react, and can only let the other party's spiritual tongue wander between her lips and teeth frantically, stirring, entanglement, sucking, and teasing.

It wasn't until Nanfan's big tongue, as if entangled and coaxed, sucked her little tongue into his mouth that he changed his previous ferocity and became gentle and gentle licking and sucking.

It wasn't until the root of Qian Jiao's tongue was sucked numb by Nan Fan that she regained some consciousness, stretched out her soft little hand that was still close to Nan Fan's strong chest, and pushed it hard a few times.

Nan Fan unfinished letting go of the little tongue in his mouth, and a slender silver thread was stretched and then broken.

Nan Fan lowered his lips with some hot eyes, licked the seductive silver thread into his mouth, and then showed a light smile with satisfaction.

Qian Jiao's little tongue was finally freed and returned to her mouth, and she wanted to push Nanfan away with some shame.

But it drew a chuckle from the top of his head.

"Shy?"

Qian Jiao blushed and didn't answer, he took advantage of others early in the morning, he still had the face to ask?

Where did Nanfan, who turned out to be cold and indifferent, go? Where did it go?

Seeing that she was embarrassed, the smile on Nan Fan's face deepened, and he stretched out his slender finger and poked it lightly on Qian's delicate face.

"Are you complaining about me in your heart?"

Qian Jiao buried her head and still didn't speak, but the roots of her ears were also a little red, she was a little skeptical that Nan Fan could read minds, otherwise she could even know if she complained in her heart.

Nan Fan didn't miss the red tide on the tips of her ears, and a flash of light flashed in her deep eyes.

He hooked his lips and smiled, reached out and dragged Qian Jiao's jaw, so that her misty soft and cute eyes met his own.

"Jiaojiao, you took off my clothes and looked at my body again, you say, how should I punish you?"

When Nan Fan said this, there was still an evil charm in his eyes, and when he saw Qian Jiao's eyes, he couldn't help but shrink, and immediately opened his eyes and didn't dare to look at him, but his fair and smooth face was instantly flushed.

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