"What's beautiful, it's ugly."

Ye Xiuyan wiped her tears indiscriminately, and unspeakable shame welled up.

"It's beautiful, in Brother Lin's heart, my sister is beautiful at all times, no one can compare."

Lin Jingcheng's eyes were as bright as water, and he looked at the little girl who was in his heart gently.

Just woke up from a coma, with a dry and hoarse voice, he said the most touching love words in the world.

"I'm hurt and I'm still in the mood to play poor!"

Ye Xiuyan's ears turned red, she was ashamed and annoyed, and glanced away by pouring water.

"Ahem."

Lin Jingcheng coughed twice and smiled helplessly.

The people in the world who are still indifferent when they hear such touching love words, perhaps, are the only little woman in front of them who is very good at destroying the atmosphere.

Although she was very puzzled, he liked it.

The love she unconsciously revealed is pure and pure, and every bit is so heartwarming.

He really loves, loves her very much, loves everything she has, and is willing to love her until he is old.

*

"Drink some water."

Ye Xiuyan poured some spiritual spring water with a bamboo tube, carefully lifted his shoulders, and fed him water.

Lin Jingcheng opened his mouth and swallowed in small bites.

The sweet spiritual spring water moisturizes the thirsty throat and makes the burning sensation in the throat feel better.

Seeing him obediently drinking water, Ye Xiuyan felt a little relieved, and subconsciously moved her body to let him lean on her arms so that she could lie more comfortably.

Lin Jingcheng's thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tip of his nose lightly smelled the girl's unique herb fragrance, and the tip of his heart became softer.

Ye Xiuyan lowered her eyelids slightly, looking at his pale and weak face, her heart was as cold as ice, and at this moment, there were also signs of dissolving.

*

After drinking about half a tube of spiritual spring water, Lin Jingcheng shook his head and didn't want to drink it anymore.

Ye Xiuyan followed his wishes, put away the bamboo tube, and wanted to help him lie down again.

"Sister."

Lin Jingcheng rubbed his fingers a few times, suddenly stretched out his hand, and held her hand.

Ye Xiuyan's heart trembled, and she subconsciously wanted to break free.

Lin Jingcheng not only didn't let go, but used a little force to hold it tighter.

"It's a fool again."

Ye Xiuyan raised her eyebrows lightly, and poked his ribs in a pretended annoyance.

"Oops."

Lin Jingcheng was coquettish in front of his beloved girl.

A painful wail made him deduce five points of pain into ten.

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Xiuyan really panicked, ripped off his shirt, and checked his injuries.

"It hurts."

Lin Jingcheng hummed a little light breath from the tip of his nose, pretending to hum in pain.

Ye Xiuyan's eyebrows were furrowed, full of self-blame and chagrin, and she didn't see the banter flashing in someone's eyes.

"The wound has been bandaged and is not oozing blood."

She gently pressed on the bandage a few times, and her heart was calm.

The gentleness of the girl's bow invisibly reveals intoxicating love.

Lin Jingcheng's heart trembled, stretched out his arm, and took his beloved girl into his arms.

"You."

Ye Xiuyan was ashamed and annoyed, and just wanted to reprimand angrily, when someone's hoarse voice with a bit of fatigue sounded in her ears: "Be good, don't move, let me hug me for a while." ”

Ye Xiuyan breathed for a while, and for some reason, her heart softened all of a sudden, and she couldn't bear to push him away again.

Lin Jingcheng's thin lips curved a charming arc, his forehead was against the girl's shoulder, and he closed his eyes peacefully.

*

There was silence in the cave, and after I don't know how long, suddenly there was a sound of a girl moaning as low as a mosquito, so light that it was almost inaudible.

(End of chapter)