The painting looked at him at a loss, and didn't know what to do for a while. lā Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

Whether it's going back to Beijing or staying here, it doesn't seem to be the best way to go. The former may have problems on the road, and they may encounter those killers, but if they stay here, these things are more likely to happen.

What should I do, is it just for her to watch him so deeply toxic?

No, she can't!

Hua Xi suddenly clenched his palms, and without thinking about it, he leaned down to aim at his wound and suck it!

With her mouth, she sucked out the man's blood little by little. She was afraid that he would also lose as much blood as she had a few months ago, so every time she spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, she would carefully check his physical condition to make sure that he did not become more dangerous.

The whole process took a lot of effort on her part, and in the end, she was almost dizzy by the poison.

Unable to clear the poisonous blood, it seemed to be slightly better, but after half an hour, the man began to have a fever again.

She was in a hurry, but she barely cried.

It seems that all the blows added up are not comparable to his injury and coma at this moment.

He went outside to pick up firewood and came in, lit a fire beside him, and took off his torn clothes, making sure that there would be no blood-soaked places against his skin, which made his heat worse.

"Quan Feiyi, you must get better, okay?"

Anyway, he kept saying that he hadn't paid him off yet, so he would come alive and get it back, from her.

In any case, nothing can be done.

She stayed by his side, always looking at his handsome face, and her gaze was not instantaneous. But no matter what she looked at, he never showed any signs of waking up, and his eyes were tightly closed.

Afraid that he would be uncomfortable lying like this, he moved his head to his lap and gently stroked his hair with his fingers.

"If someone has to be injured or even killed, it's ...... me"

"You must, don't have anything to ......"

The sky was faintly dark, and the painting did not dare to let the fire shine like this, otherwise it would be too easy to be discovered.

The heat on the man's forehead still didn't look like it was going to go down, she hesitated, took off her own clothes, took off his clothes very thoroughly, hugged him hard, and used her body temperature to warm him.

The moment the two of them touched each other, she shook slightly.

Since she left the Four Kings' Mansion at that time, there had never been such a time of intimacy between them. Even when they weren't separated, he would only do that kind of thing with her coldly, and not have the quiet hug he had now.

Painted with his face buried in his chest, enjoying the silence of the moment.

In fact, sometimes, a simple hug is far closer to each other's hearts than a deeper act......

He was very hot, his whole body was hot, and he was sweating profusely in such weather.

But she didn't dare to let go of him casually, and hugged him tightly, hoping that he could sweat a little.

Quan Feiyi's fingers moved, and she immediately looked at him in shock, "Quan Feiyi......"

But the man's consciousness did not wake up, he just stared at her vaguely, and the beautiful and vivid face in front of him was still unchanged as if it had echoed thousands of times in his dreams.

"Draw ......"

He opened his mouth, but his dry throat couldn't get half a word.

"It's me, it's me!"

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