An Ran listened quietly with his ears sideways, in the mountains at night, except for the night wind, it was the chirping of small insects. If it weren't for the fact that the situation didn't allow it at this time, she really wanted to enjoy the night view here. When you hear the commotion, that's where there is water. Follow the sound and go forward, where there is usually a water source, there will be plants nearby.

She didn't walk long, and sure enough, by the moonlight, she looked up and was surprised to find a wild longan. Now it's okay, not only can you fill your stomach, but you can also let Sima Jin replenish his blood by the way. He made his clothes into a cloth pocket and quickly moved his body to pick the longan, along with some other edible wild fruits.

On the way back, An Ran kept his eyes open, although there was the roar of a beast in his ears, but listening to the sound, there should still be some distance. His legs trembled, trying not to make any movement. It was only after walking to the entrance of the cave that An Ran collapsed and sat on the ground. The fruit in the pocket fell out and rolled and rolled and rolled and spun along the ground.

There was a faint light from the cave, and he safely picked up the stone blocking the entrance of the cave, but Sima Jin was still lying like that, lifeless. put the golden dog hair fern on Sima Jin's body, then thought about it, and finally chose the clothes on Sima Jin's body, after all, the quality was passable. Tearing with his teeth, he pulled them into long strips and bandaged his wounds.

In the process, perhaps he touched Sima Jin's wound, his brows furrowed high, he grabbed An Ran's hand tightly, and his body instinctively ducked back twice, snorting, like a child. An Ran rubbed his fingers against his face, remembering his self-confidence when he married in the morning, and slapped his cheek twice vigorously, as if venting his anger.

"Sima Jin, can you wake up quickly? If you don't wake up again, I'll beat you! Or, strip you naked and throw you outside to the sun! Let your subordinates see your naked body and see what you can use to establish your prestige in the future!" In the face of Enron's threat, Sima Jin did not make the slightest move.

Hugging Sima Jin's neck, his eyebrows couldn't help but pull up, like two caterpillars. What if they don't wake up? They can't wait here all the time, and what if the wind can't find them?

With a heavy heart in his arms, he stepped aside, and added another handful of firewood to the burning fire. He piled up small stones around the firewood, and put on top the pieces of trees he had picked up, and poured water into it little by little, wanting to boil a little, wipe Sima Jin's body, and then feed him a little water.

Looking at the crackling and making sound of the hay, An Ran's eyelids were heavy, and a wave of sleepiness hit, and the exhaustion of the day made her back ache. The wounds that I didn't notice during the day were all screaming desperately at this time. An Ran held her eyes, she couldn't sleep yet, and slapped herself in the face, trying to wake herself up. The slap was crisp and loud, echoing through the empty hole.

There was a wound on the ground on his face, but now it is even more swollen. Slowly peeled off the cleaned longan, brought it to Sima Jin's mouth, and discussed with him, "Sima Jin, can you open your mouth?" Let's eat something so that we can have strength, okay?"

However, the man lying still didn't give a response, "Then I'll feed you, okay?"

Removed the kernel, slowly put it in his mouth and chewed it, and wanted to feed it to Sima Jin by hand. But the moisture of the longan is relatively sufficient, and it is all in An Ran's mouth. I had no choice but to slowly lean over.

Yikou Ferry, touching Sima Jin's lips, is not as domineering and domineering as before, and now the cold temperature makes An Ran's eyes sour, and his tongue quickly sends the dragon's eye into Sima Jin's mouth, with its water.

It wasn't until he watched Sima Jin's Adam's apple roll and swallow the dragon's eye that An Ran breathed a sigh of relief. "You liar, you just want to trick me into kissing you, right?"

An Ran was talking to himself easily, but his hand was tightly grasping Sima Jin's clothes, and the expression that was still forced to be calm just now suddenly collapsed. She was afraid, afraid that Sima Jin would sleep like this, and she didn't think about such a result, and she didn't dare to think about it. Continuing the action just now, it was not until Sima Jin successfully swallowed the five dragon eyes that An Ran gave up continuing to feed.

The water on the tree pieces made a "snorting" sound, breaking Enron's cranky thoughts. I connected a little hot water with the small bamboo tube I carried with me to drink water, put it aside to cool, and then feed Sima Jin later. The water on the remaining bamboo pieces was all used for Sima Jin to wipe his body.

Put the pieces in hot water, pinch them with your thumb and forefinger, and drain them. Take off Sima Jin's shirt and wipe it carefully. The strong pectoral muscles, because of the perennial martial arts practice, are relatively developed. Wide waist and narrow hips, perfect inverted triangle, but very tempting. If it were in normal times, An Ran might still want to go up and touch two handfuls and eat two pieces of tofu, but now he is not in any mood.

The wiping of the lower body is obviously much more difficult than that of the upper body. Although Enron feels that she is a pervert. However, the first time she met a naked man, it was still a man she liked very much, and An Ran only felt that it was difficult to breathe. With his eyes closed, he wiped two handfuls indiscriminately, and then directly covered his coat.

The first half of the night was quite peaceful, Sima Jin ate something, drank water, and fell asleep. An Ran sat on the side and yawned constantly, but he still woke up from time to time. As soon as he woke up, he had to feel Sima Jin's pulse, and only when he was sure that it was still beating could he feel at ease. After repeating this, Enron didn't feel tired.

In the second half of the night, the bleeding on Sima Jin's chest stopped, but his whole body was hot, and he seemed to have a high fever. An Ran went out again and got some water back. It's just that I was so scared that my legs trembled. If it weren't for the support of a strong mind, it is estimated that he would have fainted a long time ago.

The empty four fields were pitch black, mixed with the roar of the mountain wind from time to time, like monsters. Compared with monsters, An Ran is more afraid of his own imagination, and zombies or ghosts in ancient Chinese films pop up in his mind from time to time. As she walked, she limped away, as if something was chasing her. The water in her hand was tightly held in her arms, but she didn't spill much.

Rubbing Sima Jin's body over and over again, hoping that the hot water would take away the fire on Sima Jin's body through the dissipation of temperature. At dawn, Sima Jin's body was not hot, but he had a low-grade fever again, and the whole person was shivering with cold.

An Ran was busy all night, and the haystack didn't know how much it burned. Remembering the method Sima Jin used when he had a fever before, he simply took off the little underwear he had left, leaving only his belly pocket and obscene pants. He hugged the person in front of him tightly with both hands and pressed his body up.

As if sensing the heat source around him, Sima Jin leaned towards An Ran's side, his cheek pressed to An Ran's neck, and his thin breath sprayed on An Ran's body, making her numb. Unable to think about other beautiful things, An Ran finally fell asleep uncontrollably tired.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the cracks in the large stones at the entrance of the cave, and I woke up peacefully. found that he was sleeping in Sima Jin's arms, probably pressed against the wound, and a trace of red blood was oozing from the strip of cloth. His consciousness was still in a daze, but he was suddenly awakened, and he quickly got up and wanted to untie and bandage Sima Jin again.

"Woman, early in the morning, is it really okay for you to tempt this king like this?" The hoarse voice was like a broken gong. Looking up, it happened to meet Sima Jin's shining eyes.

After being stunned for a long time, his mouth pouted, and he covered his mouth, and began to howl and cry. Looking at An Ran's appearance, knowing that she might have been frightened, Sima Jin was anxious and wanted to get up, but he was helplessly injured and fell down heavily. The wound cracked open, and what had been only a small patch was stained red again.

"Hey, don't cry. ”

An Ran cried too sadly, what Sima Jin said, she didn't hear clearly at all.

"Ran'er, don't cry. Sima Jin gritted his teeth and supported half of his body with the uninjured elbow on the other side, "Don't cry, if you cry again, it will really become ugly, and it won't look good." ”

"Sima Jin, you bastard! Woo, you bastard!" his shoulders trembled, accusing Sima Jin of his evil deeds. From yesterday to now, how worried she is, what she is most afraid of is that she is afraid that he will not wake up. Now that he had finally woken up, the tense nerves were relaxed, and the tears opened all at once.

"Yes, yes, I'm a bastard. Don't cry, okay?"

"It is my right to cry, why should you command me? ”

Seeing such an unreasonable An Ran for the first time, Sima Jin raised his eyebrows, "Yes, it's your right to cry." However, seeing you crying, this king cannot wipe away your tears. So, Ran'er, can you not cry at such a time in the future?"

"Who wants you to wipe your tears!" An Ran wiped two handfuls on his cheeks indiscriminately, but the tears still wiped more and more.

"Come here. ”

Thinking that Sima was going to do something, although he was reluctant, he still walked over obediently, sniffled, and said angrily, "What are you doing?!"

"Whew. An Ran's eyes widened, looking at the face enlarged in front of his eyes, Sima Jin gently kissed away her tears. "In the future, you are only allowed to cry in front of this king, do you hear?"

"No!" deliberately sang the opposite tune, just not wanting him to get his wish so quickly.

"Ah, ah, it hurts! it hurts!" Sima Jin suddenly wrinkled his face, lay flat, and covered the wound with one hand.

"You, don't move, I'll help you stop the bleeding. Frightened by Sima Jin's expression, he remembered what he had just seen his wound burst. Hurriedly ran to the side and brought the remaining golden dog hair fern over, "Don't worry, this hemostatic effect is very fast." With that, An Ran wanted to untie the strip of cloth from Sima Jin's wound.