Outside the cave, I don't know when, it was pouring down.

"Boom, boom—" The bead-like raindrops washed over the green mountains and rivers in the distance, and also calmed Shang Jin's restless heart. The image he just created...... I didn't expect it to collapse so quickly! Woo, it's all tongues that don't fight, it's not good to speak, and it's not a three-year-old child...... He didn't know what had happened to him just now, but he felt that there was a hot current rushing straight to his brain and washing away his soul. It is undeniable that Mu Ningjiu's success as a woman: she has a bewitching appearance, a slender figure, and a casual movement and a look attract everyone's attention like a magnet, not to mention ...... I only wore this little bit of fabric. He shook his head vigorously, exhaled a deep breath, suppressed the nameless fire that came up, and walked back to the cave.

Inside the cave, everyone was closing their eyes and recuperating. The middle of the firewood was about to burn out, and he hurriedly added all the remaining firewood. The fire is blazing again. He took off his robe, which had been soaked from the rain, and roasted it by the fire. The water vapor was in the hole, and he looked at the pouring rain outside the window, and his head gradually became heavier, and he thought: After this rain, the mountain road is afraid that it will be wet and slippery, and it will be difficult to walk. They're all right, just little foxes...... Thinking of this, I suddenly sobered up a lot. Dressed in warm robes, he walked lightly to the deepest part of the cave.

Let's say that after Mu Ningjiu changed out of her wet clothes and reapplied herself to medicine, she found that the wound that had stopped bleeding a little bit had been torn apart because of the long journey, oozing out strands of blood, no matter what good medicine she used, it didn't work. She had no choice but to rest motionless against the stone wall behind her. During this rest, the overwhelming tiredness came and he fell asleep. Perhaps, it cannot be called sleep, but fainted.

What Shang Jin saw was such a scene: Mu Ningjiu closed his eyes and leaned against the stone wall, his head drooping downward, and his slender neck seemed to be unable to support its weight. His face was slightly pale from the blood loss, and at this time it was covered with beads of sweat, and even his sideburns and neck were wet. She fell asleep, fell asleep, and fell to the ground when her body was unbalanced. Shang Jin caught her quickly, and a faint agarwood lingered in his nose. In her arms, the temperature was shockingly hot. It must have contracted a fever, no wonder he sweated so much. He frowned.

Shang Jin knew that Mu Ningjiu didn't like other people's touches, but she had no other way, so she rested her head on her lap and redressed the wound. Seeing her sweat pouring in, he wiped the sweat from her forehead with his sleeve. He put his broad, cold hand on her forehead, but found that the temperature was getting hotter and hotter, and quickly tore off the corner of his robe, got up and went to the cave to wet it with rainwater, and came back to put it on his forehead.

Little fox, don't be unreceptive to other people's concerns. In this way, you will suffer. He said softly.

"Dad, Mommy......" she suddenly began to whisper, her brows furrowed, as if in pain. Shang Jin didn't know what she dreamed of, so she could only call her softly: "Little fox ......" I don't know how many times she called, and she gradually quieted down.

He ran his hand through her hair on her cheek, and let out a long sigh of relief when he noticed that the temperature had finally returned to normal. He was so tired that he closed his heavy eyelids next to her and fell asleep.

At midnight, the rain stopped and the air was cold. Shang Jin, who had no outer robe, was woken up by the cold air. When he looked at Mu Ningjiu, his face was pale, and his lips were a little purple. Touched her hand, and it was cold. Shang Jin didn't say a word, took off another undershirt and covered her body. The fire had long since been extinguished, and the firewood outside the cave was so damp that it could not be burned at all. Seeing that Mu Ningjiu was not getting better, Shang Jin crossed his knees, helped her up, and began to use the internal force of his whole body, pressing her back with both hands, and continuously transferring heat to her. Seeing that her face began to be rosy, Shang Jin withdrew his hand and helped her lie down. The excessive consumption of internal force made his hunger feel strong, he rubbed his stomach, felt dizzy, leaned his head against the stone wall, and fell asleep again.

When Mu Ningjiu woke up, he felt that the wound on his left shoulder was no longer tearing, and when he turned his head, he saw that the wound had been bandaged again. She moved her neck slightly, and caught a glimpse of Shang Jin, who was sleeping against the stone wall.

His skin, well, was very white, like a newborn baby. The eyelashes are like a small brush, casting a quiet shadow. Like ink and green silk pouring down, the purple clothes are loosely draped, and the tight muscles can be vaguely seen. "It's so pretty." Mu Ningjiu muttered, slowly stood up, and unconsciously stretched out his hand and poked it on Shang Jin's face. It was warm and soft, and Shang Jin was finally woken up gorgeously. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of beautiful eyes that were shining brightly, staring straight at him, as if he had caught the gaze of some kind of prey, which he was particularly familiar with.

Shang Jin's eyes narrowed, and he said, "It seems that this son's appearance is very much in line with your taste, huh?" ”

"Yes, yes. Or, beauty, consider following your sister? A hint of banter flashed in Mu Ningjiu's misty eyes, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a charming smile. She stretched out her white jade fingers, leaned over and gently picked up his chin, and said lazily: "Don't worry, you are so beautiful, my sister will definitely love you well." ”

Shang Jin looked up at Mu Ningjiu, and a cluster of flames flashed in his eyes. It's good, I have the strength to tease my son, and it seems that he is recovering well. Without warning, he got up and hit her head on the chin. Mu Ningjiu was in pain, touched her chin and glared at Shang Jin.

He chuckled, looked down at Mu Ningjiu, who was a head shorter than him, and said slowly: "Little fox, if you want me to say, you are the most beautiful one." Seeing Mu Ningjiu's angry eyes, he took another step forward. Mu Ningjiu blocked with his hand and quickly retreated to the opposite stone wall.

Before Mu Ningjiu could react, a dark shadow enveloped her. Shang Jin held the stone wall with both hands, imprisoning her between her arms. He looked down at her, and the unique plant fragrance on her body was blooming.

The two were so close that Mu Ningjiu could clearly feel the fiery temperature on Shang Jin's body and hear the sound of breathing together. The aura suddenly released from his body made Mu Ningjiu feel uncomfortable. She calmed down her slightly disordered breathing, and suddenly saw Shang Jin's hand reaching out to her, and the unknown flame in her eyes, she hurriedly shook her sleeve robe, and a sweet fragrance blew through, accompanied by her slightly annoyed crisp voice: "Hmph, Shang Jin, sleep well." Shang Jin fell softly to the ground.

Although Mu Ningjiu was annoyed by Shang Jin's behavior just now, he did know that he was taking care of himself all night yesterday. She wasn't used to being helped by others and didn't need it. But since it has been accepted, it must also be cut through the mess quickly to prevent future troubles. So she took off the two purple robes that Shang Jin was draped on, covered him, and walked lightly towards the cave.