Dongfu never knew that it was so sweet to hug a beloved woman. He poked his head into his hair again, wrapped his hands tightly around his soft body, and breathed deeply, almost reluctant to let go.

Han Bing took a while before he used his hand to break his hot big hand, and asked a little coquettishly: "That medicine is very bitter, can you not drink it?" ”

Dongfu then remembered the bowl of medicine, and hurriedly tried the edge of the bowl with his hands, it was warm, but it was just right. He held the medicine in his hand, with a slightly threatening smile on his face: "You have to drink bitterness, and it will be good to sweat after drinking." Why don't I feed it one bite at a time? He was about to put the medicine in his mouth, and Han Bing exclaimed, "Don't, I'll drink it myself." Leaning over to grab the bowl. Dongfu laughed, sat on the edge of the bed, and sat half-sat with Han Bing, watching her take the medicine herself.

Han Bing frowned at the big bowl of black water, and then raised his eyes to look at Dongfu. Dongfu smiled narrowly: "I said, I'll feed it, right?" It's not bitter! ”

Han Bing hurriedly took the medicine, closed his eyes, and drank a few big sips in a row. Dongfu slowly stroked her back and told her gently: "Slow down, I'll choke and cough again." ”

Han Bing drank a large bowl of medicine, and his face wrinkled in bitterness. Dongfu smiled, brought a small bowl of splash, let her eat a few bites, rinsed her mouth again, lay down, carefully covered the thin quilt tightly, lowered her head and kissed her face gently, and said: "Sleep well, sleep well, sweat, and you'll be fine." ”

Han Bing nodded, closed her eyes gently, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, she had never been so relieved and happy as she was today. It's sleeping in a dream, and the dreams you have are all colorful.

Dongfu reluctantly bent down, lay on the stone bed, rubbed his face lightly on her face for a while, watched her white face slowly become red again, her eyelids moved nervously, her body was tense, she couldn't help laughing softly, patted her lightly on the quilt, and then turned around and walked out.

It's really idle in this ice cave, and there's nothing else to do. Dongfu scooped some rice and cooked it, cut off a piece of the meat that had just been dragged out, cut it into dices and put it in the rice, and threw some lotus root into it, the meat was pickled, and the salt taste was very strong, thinking that it must be a fragrant stewed lotus root stewed rice when it was cooked.

Usually cold ice is tossed in the kitchen, Dongfu has never done it himself, but when he picked up the knife made of ice stone, he couldn't help but sigh. The knife was small, only a little longer than his palm, but it was very delicate and sharp, and it was quite easy to hold in his hand. Dongfu looked at it for a while, and wondered a little in his heart, I don't know who made this small kitchen knife for Han Bing? It's almost custom-made to the size of her hand.

The rice was served to the high pillar and warmed, and Han Bing was already asleep. He didn't dare to quarrel with her, but he was bored, so he picked up a mugwort branch, took it as a sword, and practiced it in this wide hall, among these huge stone pillars.

Since leaving Sanfu and getting drunk and unconscious, Dongfu has not been in such a cheerful and happy mood for a long time. The smile he hadn't seen for a long time came to his face again, and his heart was full of a lot of things at this moment. He was lost, he couldn't find a way out in the dark woods, and he almost despaired of life. thought that only the hatred of his parents could allow him to find a reason to live. If you just live with hatred all your life, those days will definitely be gray. I didn't want to be in this snow-white ice cave, but he pushed open a window, and a colorful and warm light shone out of the window, shining on him and Han Bing's bodies, making him suddenly understand that life can be so wonderful, so beautiful, so fulfilling and happy! The air of love fills the ice cave, wrapping Dongfu and the ice firmly inside. If there is a scenery in people's hearts, Dongfu's heart at this time is that the spring flowers are blooming, the sun is shining, and in the beautiful garden, Yingying is standing with cold ice.

Dongfu practiced for a while, walked through the Baozen swordsmanship, and practiced his newly created Hanmei Qiongzhi sword again. I thought of the ginseng flower in my heart, but I no longer felt heartache at this time, but I just had a faint melancholy, I don't know what will happen to Sanfu after I leave? Mrs. San is in a hurry? She felt sorry for Dongfu and loved him like her own mother. Are you also in a hurry? For so much a year, she has never understood his intentions? Apricot wants to jump again, right? If they find him, Xing'er may come and scold him by the ear! Baoding and Cuicui must be worried about him. Cuicui is afraid that she is going to cry.

Tofuk was so engrossed that he sat down slowly against the stone wall, and for the first time after the pain had passed, he seriously thought about his relatives and friends. I thought in my heart, if I got out of the ice cave, I would definitely not be able to go back to Sanfu first, but I should first find Brother Chen and discuss with him about the fight against the Evil Doctor Palace. He didn't expect it at all, because of his departure, the Sanfu is now empty, and the people are already lonely!

The strong smell of rice woke Dongfu from his memories. He brought the rice down from the pillar and ate a large bowl of it. There was no day or night in the ice cave, and I don't know how long it was. After tossing for so long, he was also tired, so he hastily cleaned up and went back to his room to sleep. After passing the cold bed, I couldn't help but stop, looking at her frowning slightly, as if dreaming of something, breathing steadily, pursing her mouth in the dream, stretching slightly, smiling faintly, and a snow-white face suddenly became vivid. Dongfu saw that he was moved, lowered his head again, kissed it gently, lingered on his forehead for a while, didn't dare to wake her up, reluctantly returned to his stone bed, and slept peacefully.