Leng Lingyun shook his head helplessly and sighed, and after settling him down, he calmed down for a while, and then strode towards one of the spiritual grass flowers.
Yun Nianjin opened his eyes again, and it was already night.
Looking around, it was all a wooden structure, apparently in a small cabin.
When his gaze fell on the petite figure who was busy working by the fire, Yun Nianjin only felt that his heart was instantly warmed by this infinite warm picture, and he didn't even speak, for fear of interrupting this peaceful and harmonious picture.
Leng Lingyun took a wooden spoon and stirred it in the small pot on the fire for a while, then his little nose sniffed and showed a satisfied smile.
Then she used an same wooden bowl to put out the contents of the pot, only to see her face change slightly, and she quickly ran towards the table with the wooden bowl, After putting down the bowl, while gasping for air, he grabbed his earlobe with his little hand, and even jumped on the ground, obviously being burned.
Looking at her appearance, Yun Nianjin smiled at the same time, and there was a thick melancholy in his eyes, and he hurriedly got up and wanted to come forward to check, but because the movement was too violent, he suddenly affected the wound on his chest.
"Hmm" With a muffled grunt, he rolled over and fell directly from the only wooden bed.
After a dull crash, Yun Nianjin made a close contact with the ground sadly.
"Nishiki" Leng Lingyun also exclaimed, ran over quickly, helped Yun Nianjin up, and asked worriedly, "How are you pulling the wound again?"
At this time, although Yun Nianjin was in a cold sweat, because of the concern in Leng Lingyun's eyes, his expression gradually relaxed, and the corners of his mouth also raised a light smile, "What's the matter, my husband is distressed for Yun'er, let me see where it was just burned" As he spoke, he was about to pull Leng Lingyun's little hand, but Leng Lingyun slapped it away, and he hurriedly opened his mouth without a hint of joke.
"I also said that I didn't hurt and I had fallen off the bed, don't move, let me check if the wound has broken again" Then I have to pull Yun Nianjin's clothes.
Yun Nianjin reflexively threw her down directly, propped his arms on both sides of her head, and locked Leng Lingyun between his arms extremely strongly in a standard wall-banging posture, and called out a little domineering in his tone, "Yun'er" But when he saw Leng Lingyun, who was stunned and slightly panicked at this time, the tense emotions that were originally due to Leng Lingyun not caring about himself disappeared all of a sudden.
There was also a faint sense of reluctance and guilt in his heart, but his tone was a little heavier, as if he had done something evil that angered people and resented him.
Realizing the huge impact she had on herself now, Yun Nianjin had no choice but to compromise, and sighed secretly in her heart, In the face of her look, even a saint can't bear it While comforting himself in his heart, he raised his hand and gently stroked her pink cheeks, moving softly as if he was afraid that a little force would break her.
"You, what do you do" Leng Lingyun, who had only reacted at this time, noticed his movements and opened his mouth a little at a loss. “” Yun Nianjin was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, and teased, "What have you been thinking about in your little head lately, it seems that my little Yun'er is in a hurry" Stimulated by him like this, Leng Lingyun's inner rage factor broke out in an instant, raised his eyebrows, and directly slammed back, "I don't want you big-headed ghost to know that you, a black-hearted guy, will come and squeeze me like this, I shouldn't have bothered to find medicine for you, so that you will lose blood."
It's just that before the words were finished, they were all sealed by Yun Nianjin with a kiss.
It wasn't until I felt the person in my arms that I slowly gave up the struggle, calmed down emotionally, and was dominated by myself, so I slowly let go of her.
The sound of slightly gasping breathing was suppressed in her ear, and then a slightly hoarse voice sounded in the magnetism, "Yun'er, don't be duplicitous, your heart can be felt by this king, if this king is really dead, the saddest person must be you" The firm words rang in Leng Lingyun's heart like a bell, making her smile bitterly, but she acquiesced in her heart, Yes, even if there was no kiss from him, the last dead word, I was afraid that I couldn't say it, and it was my own hesitation at that time that gave him the opportunity to sneak attack Looking at her expression, which was obviously equivalent to default, Yun Nianjin grinned like a child happily, got up and hugged the person on the ground at once, and said, "It's too cold on the ground, if Yun'er likes to maintain this posture with her husband, we can go to bed" Hearing this, the corners of Leng Lingyun's mouth twitched violently twice, and then he jumped out of his arms with a twist of his legs, staring at Yun Nianjin tightly, smiling harmlessly, nodding his red lips lightly, "Well, it's time to go to bed."
After listening to her say this, Yun Nianjin only felt that his heart fluttered, and he subconsciously began to sketch a restricted-level picture in his mind, but he didn't want to be happy and sad in the next moment.
I saw that on Leng Lingyun's originally smiling face, all the expressions suddenly closed, and then a terrible scream pierced the night of the sea of spirit grass flowers.
"Ahh This terrible roar made all the spirit grasses and spirit flowers tremble at the same time.
After a cup of tea, Yun Nianjin had already been stripped of his robe by Leng Lingyun, and his bare upper body was tied to the only wooden bed.
The pitiful eyes, like a lamb to the slaughter, looked at Leng Lingyun with pleading, and said kindly, "Yun'er, you see that I am still a patient, you are not conducive to my recovery, and Yun'er, you are so kind, I know you must be distressed, otherwise, let's discuss, you let me down, I promise to never do anything to you again in the future, how about it" After the words fell, Leng Lingyun just glanced at him lightly, and then continued to quietly bow his head and tinker with the medicine in his hand, snorting lightly in his mouth, "Hmph, it's not your style to move your hands and feet, you've always moved your mouth directly" “” Yun Nianjin was choked by her words, and at the same time complained in her heart, Isn't it just a few times, as for saying that people are like this: