The tribe at night is very quiet, because there is no prey today, so there is no barbecue link, and in order to save physical strength, the orcs go to bed early.

Han Shuang couldn't fall asleep in the stone house, she hadn't come back since she entered the stone house, she wasn't worried that she wouldn't have a place to sleep, but worried that there would be no blind-eyed orcs to harass her at night.

Looking at the empty door without any covering, she thought about it and felt that she couldn't let her guard down, sitting cross-legged in the nest, she asked Hanhan to chat with her.

Time passed minute by minute, about one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, and she noticed movement outside the door while chatting with Hanhan.

Ending the conversation, she listened carefully to the sound of the doorway, the footsteps getting closer and closer, and she did not relax until a tall figure appeared in the doorway.

At the door, he stood motionless with a dripping wet hair, and at this moment the wound on his body was also white and turned outward, and it looked like he had been blistered for a long time.

Thanks to these eyes that can see at night after washing the marrow, otherwise where would she be able to see so clearly in the middle of the night.

Looking at the detention with her hair ticking with water droplets at the door, she felt annoyed in her heart, this person really has a brain, he was obviously injured and went to bathe in the water, the wounds that were about to scab were all soaked, if the wounds were not handled well, they would die in this backward era.

Han Shuang's heart was annoyed, so even her eyes were full of anger, she looked at the stake-like breach at the door and scolded: "Are you a fool? With so many wounds on the body and still soaking in water, is it because you don't live long enough? ”

Her invincing made the detention heart inexplicably warm.

He originally thought that Han Shuang had already slept at this time, so he dared to come back, but he didn't expect Han Shuang to be asleep, and he was still worried about his injury, and the emotion in his heart was beyond words.

Standing in a daze, Han Shuang was even more unhappy when he saw that he didn't even reply, got up and walked in front of him, stretched out his hand and knocked on his head, and only after seeing that he had a reaction did he speak: "Don't stand stupidly, hurry up and find a doctor from your tribe to show you, be careful that the wound deteriorates and becomes inflamed, if it becomes inflamed, it will be troublesome." ”

Where can he still feel the pain of the wound at this moment, the little female's 'gentle' care for him in front of him made his heart burn, he ignored Han Shuang's words, and forcibly pulled Han Shuang towards the stone house.

Frost was a little baffled by his violent actions, and shook off his hand vigorously, looking at him with cold eyes, trying to see why.

Her cold gaze instantly regained her senses, and she explained in a panic: "I'm sorry, I lost control just now, it's late, go to bed, I'll go to the door to keep a vigil for you." ”

After he finished speaking, he hurried to the door.

Han Shuang was holding back her anger from beginning to end, she didn't understand what she thought, she was obviously injured and let the wound see water, and now she was still thinking about keeping vigil for her, it was just dead.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, her eyes were cold, and she looked at the panicked back of Jian and scolded coldly: "I don't need someone to keep vigil, you go to the doctor as soon as possible to treat you." ”

Obviously she cared about it, but she had to say it in a cold tone, because she felt that the bag in her mind might be a bit too much, and if she was not cold, she might not listen to it.

I was really afraid of her Leng Mo by mistake.

Looking at Han Shuang's cold eyes, his heart was very bitter, and he regretted his impulsiveness just now, allowing him to leave a bad male figure in Han Shuang's heart.