"Sister, do you want to eat? I'm going to do it now. Xiao Luo asked.

"No, I'll go back later, you've worked hard, go eat more." Mu Ningjiu waved his hand and said.

"Ning Ning, don't be too tired, take care of yourself, Shang Jin will get better." Mu Changfeng gently hugged Mu Ningjiu, frowned and said distressedly.

"Hmm."

……

"Don't ...... Please......" Shang Jin's painful murmur sounded in his ears. The eyebrows were tightly raised, carving two furrows between the snow. What kind of unforgettable heart made him, who was originally confident and arrogant, say such humble words? Mu Ningjiu pursed his lips, and pain flashed in his eyes: after this accident, he is afraid that he will never be able to return to the original casual and chic self.

"Ah!!h He suddenly screamed, his body trembled uncontrollably, sweat rained down, his pale face wrinkled and lost his blood. His eyes were closed, and he couldn't escape from his deep nightmare. Mu Ningjiu squatted on the side of the bed and held his slightly cool hand.

As soon as her hand tightened, the force seemed to rub her into her bones. When the severe pain came, she snorted, looking at the Yin Yin blood that was constantly oozing from the scratches on the back of her hand, and her expression was in a trance: Why does it feel like this scene is familiar?

"Little fox, little fox, little fox......" The voice, over and over again, confused, mixed with a touch of pain, sadness and despair, seemed to come from afar and lingered in my mind. Mu Ningjiu came to his senses, gently wiped the sweat from his sideburns, and responded softly:

"I'm here."

"Little fox." The call suddenly became clear, and a pair of ink eyes slowly opened. After adapting to the light in the room, Shang Jin turned his head in a daze and saw the person in front of him.

The blue eyes were like a pool of clear water, clearly reflecting her shadow: blonde hair and blue eyes, which made Shang Jin have a moment of trance.

The two looked at each other without saying a word, and time froze.

"Ah Jin......" Mu Ningjiu put his other hand on his, and a warm voice like the wind came:

"Don't be upset, okay?"

The woman in front of him, although she had changed, was still the little fox he was familiar with. His heart still hurts, but after hearing her words, his broken heart seems to be gradually filled with tenderness and tends to be paralyzed.

So he nodded, struggling to get up, only to find that their hands were still clasped. Her jade white and slender soft water was delicate and soft, but the trace of blood on it that had not dried up was shocking. His eyes swept over and trembled like the shadow of a candle. Mu Ningjiu found his emotion, shook his head indifferently, and said:

"It doesn't hurt, Ah Jin, it doesn't hurt."

Her soft comfort made Shang Jin feel even more remorseful: how could the little fox in the palm of his hand be hurt like this by his own hands? A dull pain came from the depths of my heart, spreading inch by inch to my limbs. He trembled and took her hand, put it to his lips, and kissed the wounds softly, with great reverence.

"Tick."

Mu Ningjiu's eyes shrank, and she looked at the crystal tears on the back of her hand in a daze. She involuntarily reached out and lifted Shang Jin's head. The slender jade fingers wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, went around his back, avoided the wound, and patted gently:

"Ah Jin......" felt a head buried in the shoulder socket, and the person's subtle trembling and unsteady breathing were clearly felt. This is a hurdle for him to overcome, and she can't help him.

They snuggled up to each other. I don't know how long it took, Shang Jin let go of Mu Ningjiu, got up slowly, and asked softly:

"Where's the medicine? I'll help you get on. ”

Mu Ningjiu shook his head and said:

"Ah Jin, no need...... Hmm"

His sudden kiss covered his lips with a cold cold, different from the previous two intense, but like a cool breeze blowing, soft and slow. Her lips were warm, and every inch warmed Shang Jin's heart, healing the sudden burst of pain. He punishingly bit her upper lip in exchange for a long, deep kiss.

"Obedient." In the intervals, his deep, magnetic voice was heard. Mu Ningjiu wrapped his arms around his neck, and suddenly felt a little confused, and wondered in a daze: When did he become so strong?

"Medicine...... at the head of the bed. She suppressed the heat surging in her heart and gasped slightly.

Shang Jin quickly took the medicine, and the wet and cool touch suddenly relieved the hot pain on the wound. If it is not treated in time, it is very likely to leave a scar. He frowned tightly, and when Mu Ningjiu saw this, he stretched out his left hand to touch his eyebrows, smoothing it a little bit; But not long after, the shallow ditch appeared, and she tirelessly smoothed it over and over again, and murmured:

"Don't frown, it's not good-looking." Suddenly feeling restrained in her hands, she lowered her head, watched Shang Jin wrap her hands tightly with gauze, like a white radish, and raised her eyebrows:

"Ah Jin, it's not that serious, you don't have to ......"

"Seriously......" A trace of stubbornness flashed in his dark eyes, and he sighed: "I feel distressed." ”

When Mu Ningjiu heard this, his heart beat faster. A dizzy sensation spread from the wound to her mind, and she pursed her lips silently, as well as a kitten.

……

Fire Clan.

Shen Wan propped her hands on the wall and gasped for breath: if she knew that bastard had abducted her to such a remote place, she wouldn't have gone to kill her! She hurried all the way back, but it was already dark. Calming her breath, she hooked her lips and opened the door. Beigong sat by the window, looked up instantly after hearing the sound, and when he saw someone coming, the irritability in his heart was even stronger: he has always regarded Shen Wan as his sister, she has someone she likes, and as an elder brother, shouldn't he be happy? Why is there a kind of heart-scratching discomfort...... Hatcher's words during the day floated in his ears, and he frowned: jealousy? How can it be? How could he do such a childish thing? So he quickly turned his head away, but a few words popped out of his mouth involuntarily:

"Who's Cork?" Yes, he was angry that the little girl didn't tell him in advance who this person was, so it wasn't jealousy. Beigong Han hinted to himself.

"He, son of the high priest." She hooked her lips and smiled, smiling sarcastically. But Beigong Han's eyes immediately changed: Oh! The son of the high priest is very good, and he doesn't have to worry about being an elder brother, it's really good. It's good if you're happy.

Seeing Beigong Han's expression flashing with displeasure, Shen Wan said strangely:

"Beigong, what's wrong?"

"It's fine." He coldly threw down two words, and his displeasure was revealed.

Shen Wan twisted her eyebrows, not knowing why he had something to hide, and he didn't tell her the truth. Aren't they best friends? Why did he deceive her?

"You should be tired of playing during the day. It just so happens that I'm tired, so I might as well go back to bed early. Beigong Han's thoughts were chaotic now, and the words he said were not thought about.

Shen Wan squeezed the fist on his side: Beigong Han, are you driving me away? Tired of playing? Scold...... She played a ghost. He knew he hated Cork, what did he mean by being so weird?

"What the hell are you going to say?" She asked, with a hint of anger in her voice.

"I don't want to say anything, it's just that if you come back too late, you don't have to remember to come to see me, I don't need to." He said lightly with an expressionless face. The anger in his heart became higher and higher: he had been waiting since he came back in the afternoon, and he had been waiting until now, and what he had thought of asking her seemed to be meaningless. Don't you already know the answer? Why bother yourself with being bored?

Shen Wan listened in disbelief, and her heart swelled with grievances, incomprehension, and resentment. What's wrong with him today?

"Good! Beigong Han! Count me Shen Wan mistaken for you! Who do you think I'm here for? Shen Wan yelled at him, and her nameless anger came up, and she pressed down:

"What the hell are you awkward? Don't you know what I'm like? Good! Since you're driving me away like this, I'll just go! ”

There was a "bang", and the door was slammed shut.

Beigong Han hugged his head and sighed heavily: What's wrong with you? He didn't mean that at all, but the words just popped out of his mouth and couldn't be blocked.

……

The sunlight shone in through the window, and Shen Wan squinted her eyes and stretched. Suddenly, there seemed to be a shout in my ears, which became clearer and clearer:

"Xiao An! Xiao An! Are you there? I have something to say to you! "Why does this sound so familiar......

Shen Wan jumped up from the bed with lightning speed, and her heart collapsed: No, she wasn't dreaming, right? She had such a showdown with him yesterday, how could that bastard still come to pester her??!

Shen Wan secretly looked out the window and saw that Cork on the lawn was wearing a black robe, which finally didn't look so spicy. But what shape is it made of a bunch of candles on this lawn? Anomalous...... She was thinking about how to escape, when suddenly Cork's eyes were sharp, and he saw a hidden blonde in front of the window, and he shouted:

"Xiao An! Xiao An! I saw you, don't go, wait for me, I'll come up immediately! Shen Wan's figure froze, and she hurriedly opened the window and shouted:

"No, no, no, no, I'll come down, I'll come down......" She put on a cloak and rushed down in a hurry.

After Cork was shocked yesterday, he carefully analyzed his heart, and felt that Xiao An, who was dressed as a man, was also extremely domineering, which made him inevitably want to conquer her. In less than a cup of tea, the previous humiliation was turned into ashes: if it was Xiao An, she would marry him in the future anyway, whether it was kissing and scolding was love, not to mention that he was such a broad-minded person, would Xiao An be moved to tears after hearing it...... Thinking about it, he hooked his lips and approached Shen Wan step by step:

"Xiao An, I thought about it all night yesterday, but in fact, ......" Before the words fell, a gust of wind blew, and Cork was shocked to find that his body was frozen, and he couldn't speak.

A tall man suddenly appeared in front of Shen Wan, his side face was gilded with a layer of golden light by the early morning sun, and he leaned over slightly, looking at Shen Wan who was only up to his chest. There seemed to be something coming out of my heart.

"What are you doing?" A trace of displeasure flashed in Shen Wan's eyes, and she frowned: The events of last night are still vivid, what does he mean by coming now?

Beigong Han looked at the little woman in front of him with anger flashing on her face, her heart twitched, and her eyes deepened. Shen Wan felt that his aura was not quite right, and as he approached, he retreated step by step, hitting the white wall behind him with a "bang". She looked at the abnormal man in front of her, panic flashed in her eyes for no reason, she turned around and was about to leave, her waist suddenly tightened, and the next moment, she was imprisoned in Beigong Han's arms.