The two of them chatted for nearly an hour, basically how to take care of Jian Junxi, from diet to daily life, everything was too small.

One speaks seriously, one listens seriously......

It wasn't until Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui came in again that several people went to the bedroom to take a look at Jian Junxi.

Seeing that she still hadn't woken up, and Nangong Jing was also taking care of her, she explained a few words and left......

Nangong Jing returned to the bedside, staring at her sleeping little face, her dark eyes full of distress, and carefully put her hand into her palm.

Spread out her wide palms, which were all calloused, like hands that had gone through endless suffering, where were they still like a girl's hands?

Anyone who saw it would never have imagined that she was just an eighteen-year-old girl, and no wonder no one doubted her gender, not even himself.

If Yang Hui and Lin Yiyi hadn't told him the truth, he might not have known until he died.

Thinking of this, his eyes turned red again, and he stretched out his right hand in distress to play with the broken hair on her forehead, and suddenly remembered when they first met.

She was only eight years old, so a little taller, if he had known that her life was so difficult, he should have stayed by her side earlier.

It would have been nice to have stayed by her mother's side when she died, maybe none of this would have developed into what it is today.

The more I think about it, the darker my eyes become, so faint that there is no trace of brilliance, these can only be thought about after all......

Raising his hand to look at the time, it was midnight again, he stood up, took out his pajamas from his suitcase, and went to take a shower first.

When I was about to go to bed, I noticed that she hadn't changed her clothes, and the gauze that bound her chest was not good all the time? His brow furrowed slightly, and his expression was slightly hesitant

I didn't know if I should help her change into a more comfortable set of pajamas, so I lowered my head and kissed her on the lips, but found that she didn't react at all

So, a little bolder, she got out of bed again and found a set of pajamas in her closet.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a basin, so I had to wash a towel and put it on the bedside table, and tiptoe off her shirt.

I always knew that she had no flesh on her, and she couldn't see it when she was wearing a loose shirt, but she couldn't help but feel distressed when she saw it with her own eyes, and her nose was a little sour

Holding her in his arms, untying the gauze on his chest for her, his dark eyes flashed slightly, and he looked out the window.

He wiped her body with a towel, looking away the whole time, until he helped her get dressed, and he exhaled

Only then did I find that I was covered in sweat, and my body was like a fire burning, burning more and more, as if I was unwilling to burn him out.

He looked at Jian Junxi, who was sleeping soundly, pursed his dry lips, and stroked his forehead like a headache.

Some people, who are born goblins, don't have to do anything, it's enough to make life worse than death.

Finding a looser set of clothes in her closet again, she went to the bathroom again.

The cold water kept rushing until the flames were extinguished and there were no ashes left, and then he dared to come out.

Looking at the time again, another two hours passed, and he lay down next to her again, and held her in his arms, wanting to sleep, but only thinking about her physical condition

I couldn't close my eyes, and I couldn't help but bury my head in her neck.

The hot breath sprayed on the skin, making Jian Junxi frown, feeling very uncomfortable.

In particular, a heart-rending pain came from her abdomen, which put her five senses back in place.

(End of chapter)