Chapter 390: Frail and Sickly Little Guy Attacked & Gloomy and Poisonous King (71)

Even in the cave, the cold wind at night was still bitterly cold, and the burning firewood did not bring much warmth.

Lou Shulin didn't dare to fall asleep, for fear that something would happen to the person in his arms if he fell asleep.

With the help of the orange firelight, Lou Shulin stared at Ye Dusheng's sleeping face, and gently outlined the outline of Ye Dusheng's face with his big hands, which had been practicing martial arts for many years.

The touch under his hands was cold and smooth, and Lou Shulin's eyes were like deep Tan, and there was pampering happiness that could not be concealed, but it was more distressed and pitying.

Until the next morning, when the sky was bright, Lou Shulin's hands were already sour, his eyes were bloodshot, and there were thick dark circles under his eyes, but he still didn't let go of Ye Dusheng, and his eyes were so gentle that he drowned.

Seeing that Ye Dusheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, Lou Shulin realized that he might be waking up, worried that Ye Dusheng was worried about himself when he saw that he hadn't slept all night, so he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ye Dusheng glanced at Lou Shulin in a bit of confusion, lowered his eyelashes and rubbed into Lou Shulin's arms, and after finding a comfortable position, he closed his eyes and didn't move.

At this time, Lou Shulin secretly opened his eyes again.

Just hugged Ye Dusheng for a while, and after Ye Dusheng woke up, Lou Shulin went to put the flatbread on the horse's back and roasted it on the fire.

When the flatbread was hot, Lou Shulin threw a flatbread to Xing Li, and then tore off a small piece and fed it to Ye Dusheng: "You and I have suffered." ”

Ye Dusheng swallowed the cake in his mouth, shook his head gently, leaned into Lou Shulin's arms, and said with a light smile: "With you, no matter what you do, it will not be bitter." ”

After saying that, Ye Dusheng's face suddenly changed, and he covered his lips and coughed violently: "Ahem......"

"Twilight!" Lou Shulin's eyes shrank, his heart rose to his throat, and he patted Ye Dusheng's back in a panic.

The smell of blood permeated Ye Dusheng's mouth, and the blood coughed down his lips and into his palm.

Ye Dusheng clenched his palms, lifted his eyelids and looked worried about going upstairs, and smiled gently: "I'm fine, this side effect is that it looks scary, in fact, it's good to rest for a while." ”

At this time, Ye Dusheng's hair was messy, there were a few small scratches on his delicate face, his peach blossom eyes were sparkling as always, and his pale lips were even reddened by blood, looking extremely bewitching and moving.

Looking at Ye Dusheng, who was smiling gently, Lou Shulin's heart throbbed, as if someone was scraping his heart with a sharp blade, which was very uncomfortable.

Stretching out his hand to brush the hair on his forehead behind his ears for Ye Dusheng, Lou Shulin picked up Ye Dusheng's jaw, gently pressed his lips to the upper stage, and the tip of his tongue poked out and gently licked the blood on his lips.

"Don't ...... Hmm...... "Ye Dusheng was very itchy, and stepped back a little, but was pulled to hold the back of his head and kissed him deeply.

Kissing and kissing, Lou Shulin's hand couldn't help but slide down to Ye Dusheng's buttocks and knead.

Ye Dusheng was made to feel cold, a little hot, a faint flush appeared on his pale face, and he began to respond to Lou Shulin.

Lou Shulin slowly moved to Ye Dusheng's inner thigh, caressing through the fabric, but at this time, Ye Dusheng frowned, bit his lip, and the expression on his face was a little painful.

"What's wrong?" Lou Shulin felt that something was wrong, and lifted the hem of Ye Dusheng's clothes, only to find that Ye Dusheng's original snow-white underwear on the inner thighs was scattered with patches of bright red plum blossoms at this time, and it looked like his legs were injured.