Chapter 331: Life Hangs by a Thread 1
Long Canghao was stunned and no longer refused.
"Be careful yourself."
Feng Zhuyue nodded, broke free from his arms, combed his hair again, and looked at the devastation on his face, there was not the slightest fear and disgust in his eyes, but it was a deep pain.
"Your face, when will it be better?"
"After today, tomorrow and night will be fine."
Feng Zhuyue understood, it would take a day and a night.
This time when she goes back to Nansang Academy, she will definitely find out what the fig is.
Waiting for Feng Zhuyue to take care of Long Canghao's hair and put on his clothes, although there are still those crude blood vessels on his face, it is much better than the appearance of a pure vampire zombie he saw at that time.
"Are you going back to Nansang Academy in the evening?"
"If you don't go back, I'll accompany you."
Feng Zhuyue knew that he needed someone to accompany him like a child now, and besides, she didn't want to leave him at such a special time, and she didn't want him to feel that she would abandon him at any time.
"No matter what you become, I will always be by your side."
Long Canghao felt warm in his heart, and the smile on his lips bloomed to the extreme like a lotus flower, beautiful with a warm color.
At night, Feng Zhuyue lay in Long Canghao's arms, and the two hugged each other, not about the tenderness of the wind and snow, but just absorbing the warmth of each other's bodies and giving each other the greatest sustenance in their hearts.
With her, it was the best gift of every tormenting full moon night he had in fifteen years, and this time the poison hair, he didn't feel pain at all.
On the contrary, the taste of happiness lingers in my heart.
I already knew that she was the person she was looking for and wanted to be together for the rest of her life, and at this moment, she was even more determined.
She is his, and can only be his.
No one wants to take her away from them.
Don't think about it.
Feng Zhuyue has always slept lightly, and he will wake up at the slightest disturbance, but this night, lying in his arms, it turned out to be a good night's sleep, a deep and good night's sleep.
This sleep lasted until noon the next day.
Feng Zhuyue squirmed slightly in Long Canghao's arms like a small worm, and immediately, a big palm with warmth covered her back, gently smoothing her like guarding her own treasure.
Feng Zhuyue raised her eyes, and his gentle eyes were imprinted into her eyes like a pool of spring water.
The smile on the corner of his mouth widened softly: "Cang, early." ”
Long Canghao smiled: "Morning, I slept well last night." ”
Feng Zhuyue coquettishly wrapped around his waist and leaned into his arms, "With your arms as pillows, of course you can sleep well." ”
Long Canghao glanced down at his arm, and his thin lips opened lightly: "I think it's an honor." ”
"You let the kitchen prepare something delicious, and when it's ready, you get up again, your arms are warm! Lie down a little longer, hehe. ”
The corners of his eyes are faint, and his smile is shallow, but the temperament on his body is surprisingly soft, and the scissors that blow the wind and cut are nothing more than that.
"Then lie down a little longer."
The two of them were tired of being on the bed for a long time, until there was a burst of hunger in her abdomen, and the aroma of food was also lingering between her snorts, and Feng Zhuyue reluctantly got up from the bed.
At this point, it's still the stomach that matters.
The two had dinner together sweetly, and of course, Feng Zhuyue's favorite fruit, crystal grapes, was indispensable on the table.