Nan Fan saw that she was really not too hungry, so she didn't force it anymore, ate half a biscuit, drank two sips of water, and sat on the stone wall behind her, and twisted her head in the direction of the cave entrance, signaling Qian Jiao to take off her clothes and bake.

In the cramped cave, under the orange firelight, Qian Jiao's face was a little hot, she really wanted to say that she had clean clothes in her space, but she couldn't say that.

Qian Jiao was almost embarrassed to death.

It's really uncomfortable to wear wet clothes, and it's easy to catch a cold.

She quietly took her eyes to look at Nanfan.

Nanfan, who was also dressed in wet clothes, was sitting on the edge of the stone wall next to the fire at this time, and his head was twisted in the direction of the cave entrance.

Qian Jiao could tell from the contour lines of his side face that his eyes were closed.

Halfway, Nan Fan didn't hear the sound of Qian Jiao undressing, and turned his head to look at Qian Jiao in some surprise.

Qian Jiao was a little embarrassed by him, and she lowered her head busily.

When Nan Fan looked at her, he knew that she was embarrassed, and her knife-like handsome eyebrows were frowned.

However, he couldn't help but patiently explain to her, and a low, hoarse voice came out of his thin lips.

"Jiaojiao, wet clothes must be dried, otherwise you will get sick, here is not better than outside, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, the temperature will be much lower at night, there is no medicine to take when you are sick, there is no doctor, once you are sick, it is more difficult to get out of the mountains."

As he spoke, his good-looking brows furrowed a little deeper, pursed his lips, and finally continued to speak seriously: "Actually, we were originally an unmarried couple, and when you grow up, I will marry you, and now the situation is special, don't feel embarrassed to twist." ”

Qian Jiao's head was lowered, and when he said this, a pair of apricot eyes were slightly open, foggy, and people felt soft in their hearts for no reason.

This is the first time that someone has told her so clearly that she and Nan Fan are in an unmarried relationship, and the person who said this is Nan Fan himself.

That quite controversial doll agreement, in fact, Qian Jiao felt that it was not necessary to take it seriously, not to mention the disparity in status between the two families, that is, the part where she and Jiang Shaohua were in the compound, she felt that Nan Fan would definitely not be able to accept that she would become his fiancée.

Although there are Nanfan's letters of condolence that cannot be shaken every month, and all kinds of bits and pieces of packages, the two families have never walked around diligently because of the recognition of this agreement between the doll and the family.

Now Nan Fan said that she was his fiancée, and said that when she grew up, he would marry her.

It sounds like the most sincere promise to her, how can this not surprise Qian Jiao?

It was as if a piece of tissue paper had been pierced across each other.

Those simulated and unclear things were also instantly put on the surface and became a fact.

Nan Fan saw her shocked eyes, and her frowning brows slowly loosened, and her misty soft and cute eyes made his heart swell with a touch of tenderness.

In the dim firelight, the contours of his knife-like three-dimensional face were deep and handsome, and his deep eyes were dyed with a touch of warmth.

He stretched out his palm and stroked Qian Jiaoying's white face, quickly retracted it, and then a low laugh came from his chest.

"Silly girl, were you scared by my words? I knew that telling you would scare you, so I didn't dare to tell you. You're still young, I'll just have to worry about marrying you, you just need to grow up happily and become my wife. ”

Nan Fan said, the lines on his face were much softer, and even his voice seemed to be a little gentle.

Qian Jiao's face turned red at his words, and she wanted to say something, but her lips squirmed a few times, and she didn't know what to say, which made her little face even redder.

Nan Fan looked at her blushing face, and her heart became softer.

"Jiaojiao, your clothes must be dried, otherwise you will get sick."

As he spoke, his face returned to a serious and cold appearance.

"If you're still embarrassed, I'll go to the cave outside."

After Nan Fan finished speaking, he propped himself up and prepared to get up from the ground.

Qian Jiao saw that he was really leaving, so she hurriedly stood up and grabbed his sleeve, "No, no, don't go, your clothes are also wet." ”

It may be that the two of them are standing close to each other at this moment, and Qian Jiao seems to smell a sweet smell of blood from Nan Fan.

Her good-looking brows couldn't help frowning, and before Nan Fan could reply, she immediately asked him.

"Brother Nanfan, are you injured, I smell blood."

I didn't expect to be discovered by this girl.

When I got up from the pool, the blood on the wound was washed away by the pool.

It's just that during the time I walked back to the cave, blood oozed from the wound again.

And the bullet on his back, which he couldn't take out himself.

But fortunately, the injury is not critical, and it doesn't matter if you stay in the body for a few days, as long as you wait until the mission is over and you can take out the bullet when you return to the army.

and the injuries he suffered when he fought with the crocodile, as well as the injuries he suffered in the dense forest before, Nan Fan felt that he couldn't bear it, and the whole person was very weak.

He didn't tell Qian Jiao this, because he was afraid of frightening his stupid girl.

He didn't have the strength to regenerate the second fire, and he was afraid that he would catch a cold in wet clothes, so he sat down by the fire with Qian Jiao.

It's just that now he himself feels that several wounds on his body are bleeding, and he smells the smell of blood, so he wants to take advantage of Qian Jiao's excuse to bake clothes and leave quickly, so as not to frighten Qian Jiao.

But he didn't expect that in the end, Qian Jiao still found out.

Nan Fan's half-propped body sat down again, looking very weak.

"Yes, I'm injured, I don't have any strength at all, and I've run out of medicine, Jiaojiao, you don't have to worry about me peeking at you, you see, I don't even have the strength to open my eyes."

Qian Jiao finally sensed his weakness from his tone, she didn't know that Nan Fan would be so badly injured, thinking that he was still concerned about whether he was hungry and whether he would catch a cold just now, her heart was immediately pinched.

Her eyes fell on his pale face, and in the dim light of the fire, she could see fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Qian Jiao pursed her lips, and there was an extra handful of powder hidden in the palm of her side, and as soon as she gritted her teeth, she sprinkled it directly in front of Nanfan.

Nanfan, who was already weak, was unconscious by Qian Jiao without defense.

A pile of firewood was thrown from the space on the fire, allowing the flames to illuminate the cramped cave more brightly.

Then he threw a pile of dead grass and spread it on the side of the stone wall against the wall, and spread a cover on top of the dead grass.

After making a basin of water and adding a few drops of spiritual spring water, he helped Nan Fan to carefully take off his clothes.

Several flesh wounds opened in the eye, intertwined below his chest, two were still mixed with blood and bubbling outward, looking like they had been cut by crocodile teeth, and the two wounds were already miserable and white, obviously left before, looking like they were wounded by a sharp blade.

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