69 Fight all night long
Jiang Xian had already fallen asleep, but his mouth was inexplicably dry. Changle fed him another cup of water, and not long after lying down again, he shouted that he was thirsty again.
Changle thought he was trying to make things difficult at first, so he took a wait-and-see attitude, but then gradually realized that something was wrong, not only was he hot and unbearable, but he also felt that his throat seemed to be on fire.
Suddenly realize that there is something wrong with this water?
Changle sighed in his heart, open guns are easy to dodge, and hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, who else can do this kind of thing except Jiang Hongjiao? No wonder she has been unmoved, she has worked hard here.
Jiang Xian was already injured, and at this time he was tortured by the medicine, and his body was like falling into an ice cave for a while, and it was like being on a fire for a while, accompanied by severe pain in the joints of his body, it was really worse than death.
Changle's situation is not much better than him, but he is still reliable with the support of his mind, Jiang Xian's pain fell in her eyes, she was anxious but helpless, she tore off a skirt and dipped it into a bucket of cold water, thinking about whether it would be better to cool him down, but as soon as the person approached him, he flinched, gritted his teeth and shouted at her: "Changle, stay away from me!" Don't come near me! β
Changle stayed there, not entering, not retreating, in order to take care of Jiang Xian, she didn't drink much, and the seizures were light and sometimes severe, taking advantage of the slight symptoms, she hurriedly asked: "Is there any way?" β
What she meant was that there was no other way to do it than the well-known antidote to detoxification.
Jiang Xian slammed his head on the wall several times, his nails pinched his shoulders, and the smile he barely squeezed out had already been deformed: "Stun me, if you can't master the strength well, then kill me!" β
At this time, he still has the heart to laugh, Changle is very angry, he usually always looks full of style, but now he pretends to be a righteous gentleman, and he doesn't even want his life, so why don't you dare to ask her?
"If you want to die, I won't cheap you!" Her lips trembled, and her heart burned with heat, "I want to appreciate your sin." β
"There yours! No wonder you must not offend a woman, and I am the most vivid example. His face was dripping with sweat, and his face was horribly pale.
Changle saw that he was still laughing, but somehow, his anger overshadowed the medicinal properties, and he approached him in a few big strides, not wanting to slap him: "I didn't expect you to still be such a backbone person, or do you really love me, and would rather boil yourself to death than restrain your nature?" You want me to suffer with you, don't you? Speaking of which, she thoroughly understood Jiang Hong's intentions, if Jiang Xian couldn't withstand the fierceness of this medicine on herself, then she would inevitably resent him afterwards; If Jiang Xian was stubbornly carrying it and guarding her, then how could she bear to watch him fall to the end of his bones!
It seems that Jiang Xian is the one who suffers from it, but it is actually Changle who is tested.
Jiang Hong's intentions are indeed very feminine - the methods used by women to punish women are often so extreme.
Changle encountered the biggest problem in her life, she thought that if Jiang Xian took the opportunity to insult her, she would rather die, but Jiang Xian guarded it so strictly, and her life hung by a thread, but she was in turmoil.
Why don't you really knock him out? Changle felt sweat oozing from his palms.
There was no blunt weapon in the dark prison, she searched around and had to grab the coarse sand teapot, trembling and about to smash it on Jiang Xian's head, just when the teapot was only a fraction away from him, Changle threw the pot away, how could she forget, Jiang Xian's body has a poison that has been deposited for many years, and the combination of this poison and the poison is extremely dangerous, if he is really knocked out, it is very likely that this faint will never wake up.
Her hesitation fell in Jiang Xian's eyes, "Can't do it?" He exhaled, with a wave of heat.
"Remember, you owe me a life, and you can't take revenge in the future!" Changle unfastened the first buckle on his body, but he had a sense of generosity.
Jiang Xian closed his eyes and said loudly: "Zhao Changle, what stupid are you doing!" Are you bored when you are a princess, and you have read too much books! β
Changle was slightly stunned, and said indifferently: "Don't think too beautifully, this is not a personal promise, but to save people's lives." β
His big palm tugged at her, and she stumbled into his heart, and he snorted dullly, oops, eighty percent of it had touched his wound.
Hurriedly kept a certain distance, but still half-leaned over and stared at him, it was wonderful that every time Jiang Xian did not have the upper hand, it seemed to be much more pleasing to the eye, especially when he was scarred and dying, his facial lines appeared very soft, although there was no blood, but there was no arrogance and anger.
Changle seems to like this kind of Jiang Xian a little, but if she tells him, it will make him indignant - to put it bluntly, don't you just like to see me unlucky?
"What are you doing to save me? Haven't you heard the story of the farmer and the snake? His lips were dry and turned into a piece of paper, but his words refused to show weakness.
Changle didn't answer him, but replaced it with a wet kiss.
This kiss is based on the purpose of healing and saving people, and it is not too perfunctory.
Jiang Xian's breath slowly calmed down like this, just like the eve of a storm, the rampant brute force in his body was temporarily dormant, but it was hidden in the bone marrow again.
"Zhao Changle, this is what you asked for, and you don't want to be rude." Before the next kiss fell, he took the time to speak, his tone fierce and fierce, but it sounded very gentle.
Frankly speaking, Changle didn't get much throbbing from this kiss, but there was no expected discomfort, Jiang Xian's state didn't allow her to think about it.
However, she was too naΓ―ve after all, Jiang Xian's kiss was obviously much more intense, he seemed to be longing for something, but that kind of longing was only Changle could give him.
The lips are fragrant, the taste is also sweet as spring water, Jiang Xian suppressed the most primitive impulse, trying to reminisce about the taste that gave him an unprecedented experience, he is not unfamiliar with women, but Changle has always brought him something different.
The poison that penetrated deep into the bone marrow began to stir, and his reason was soon overwhelmed by the flood of madness, Changle was so breathless by his kiss that for a moment it was almost suffocated, she looked at his eyes with wide eyes in confusion, but he gasped and admonished: "Close your eyes." β
Changle then closed her eyes very obediently and let it go, everywhere her cool fingertips touched, he brought a spark, she refused to speak, clenched her teeth, thinking that the medicinal properties on her body seemed to be attacking, she didn't want to be a chaste martyr, Jiang Hongxiang wanted to humiliate her, she just wanted to live in the world, and there was hope in life, isn't it?
Suddenly, she felt cold all over her, she couldn't help but shiver, and her hoarse male voice was like a dream: "Changle, I love you." β
What did he say? Love??
Changle was suspicious that this was his distracted words, so he was vague, and naturally he couldn't take it seriously, and he also responded in a vain voice: "What did you say?" β
He had no more words, but focused on one thing that could not be detailed.
The thin shirt faded like a cicada, and Changle seemed to be reborn, the sharp pain in her body was clearly discernible, and the voice between her lips and teeth was twisted and turned......
Changle didn't know what to do, his frowning brows were slowly kissed by his delicate kiss, and he said to her in confusion: "Hold me tight." β
Arms folded and carefully wrapped, but she didn't dare to push too hard, and she was still worried about his injuries.
A drop of sweat rolled down the tip of Changle's nose, a little crispy and numb, she wanted to rub it with the back of her hand, but she couldn't do anything about the deeper numbness.
The skin on Jiang Xian's back is no longer hot, Qingjun's face has a kind of evil spirit, his long eyelashes touched Changle's eyes, and he kissed her lightly on the neck, Changle shuddered, and his tone was still unstable: "I see you're fine, don't press me anymore." β
These words made the exhausted Jiang Xian cry and laugh, he propped it up with one hand, and there was a secret smile in his eyes: "Miss Zhao's life-saving grace is unforgettable, and there is nothing to repay, so you can only pay for life." β
Changle Ding didn't like his cheap and obedient face, but since he was willing, his words of resistance were not so reasonable: "Who wants you to be a big burden!" β
Jiang Xian leaned over, lay down beside her, looked at her at a glance, and then grabbed a piece of clothing and covered her: "Remember, from now on, you will be my person, I can only see and kiss." β
Changle Xu is a little tired, the shyness has long been gone, and Jiang Xian's page will be turned over sooner or later, she doesn't want this to become a shackle for life, "I am me, belong to myself, whether it is Changle, or the peach Yao you created single-handedly, whether it is a princess or a dancing girl, I am me, only belong to me, Jiang Xian, you remember, although you took my body, but in the same way, I was also poisoned, and I need you to solve it, so no one owes anyone anything in this matter, and you don't want to use it to blackmail me- I don't think it's a big deal to lose my innocence, because I have a clear conscience, and I'm worthy of you. β
Jiang Xian stroked her round shoulder, didn't speak for a long time, slowly hugged her, and said word by word: "But Changle, what I said before is true." β
"Which one? You've said so many things, good, bad, useful, useless......" Changle didn't take it to heart.
"That's it, but I'm sorry, I don't have the courage to say it anymore, it's not like me to say something like that." Jiang Xian pillowed her shoulder and said slowly.
He knew very well that he couldn't bring her comfort and happiness, and he couldn't even accompany her all the way for a long, long time.
In this case, tonight and night, he is a stranger, why bother to let each other's hearts be free and easy.
It is far better to rest all your life, and come heartily all night.