Chapter 680
Once some thoughts come out of my mind, they are out of control.
Like being seduced, she bent down and stuck her lips on the man's lips.
She kisses him gently.
With a deep attachment, and deep pain, put down all the reason, let go of their own wanton, dare not to think about their own behavior is right or wrong.
However, even if it is wanton, it is only temporary. White millet leaf repressed, forbearance, did not dare to let oneself have deeper depravity, just lingered on the man's lips for a while, then forced himself to pull away. However, when she was about to pull away, the man's long arm suddenly came out of the quilt and held her hand.
She was slightly surprised.
Is he awake?!
She opened her eyes and looked down at him. He is not sober, eyelids very hard to hold up, but, always in vain. Consciousness is very vague, but the hand still holds her stubbornly.
"Owl?" She called him softly.
His palms were hot with fever. Pale lips, moving back and forth, seemed to be murmuring. The white millet leaf leans down, sticks the ear to his lip, listens carefully.
"Millet..."
She was shocked.
Heart, sharp pain. The heart, like it's cracked.
This sound Long time ago
She thought that in her life, she would never hear him call herself like this again
"I'm here." She put the glass down and clasped his hand.
“…… Does it hurt? " He murmured, vaguely conscious.
"No pain, no pain at all..." She shook her head and her eyes flushed. Whether it is the shoulder injury, or the pain on the fingers, this moment, the moment will disappear.
The owl, half asleep and half awake, suddenly took her directly to him. White millet leaf afraid of pressure on his body injury, a little meditation, the next moment, open the quilt, take the initiative to get into his quilt, close to his hot body. He almost instinctively held her in his arms as if he could smell the smell that could make him crazy.
Hold very tight, as if exhausted the whole body strength, want to lock her all the time in his side, carve into his bone marrow.
White millet leaf nose tip a sour, hands covetously around his neck, feelings can not help burying his face into his neck. Cold heart for a long time, to this moment, it seems that only vaguely feel a trace of warmth.
Holding her, his breath gradually became smooth. Two people, as if they are sentimentally attached to each other, closer and closer
………………………………
This night, he slept deeply, and so did she.
This seems to be the first time in more than ten days. However, the next day, early in the morning, there was not a trace of light outside the window, she would wake up. All night, it's just less than four hours of sleep.
He didn't wake up.
Waist, his hand, still with a lot of strength around her.
She touched his body and pressed her forehead against his forehead to make sure that he was at normal temperature.
With the dim light at the head of the bed, she put her pillow on his arm and looked at him for a long time, for a long time
She has to leave
Such embrace and sleep, do not belong to sober them.
Bitterly, he carefully moved his hand away from his waist. It seems that this feeling of emptiness makes him feel rather unhappy. Originally, his eyebrows are stretched, but they are tightly wrinkling because of her pulling away. White millet leaf is afraid that he will wake up, grabbed a pillow and let him hold it in his arms. Sure enough, his expression gradually calmed down.
Looking at him like this, she raised her lips to smile.
Turn over and get out of bed. After a haircut, he went into the bathroom to change his pajamas, put on the same pajamas she had worn last night, and walked out of the room.
Bring the door, the rest of the room is peaceful
Tang and song had been concerned about his situation and did not dare to sleep deeply. Now, yawning, he came out of the room in his pajamas. Two men put a mask on the corridor.
"Good morning." White millet leaf greets him.
"How is he doing?"
"Not bad. Later, after sleeping, the fever subsided. I pulled out the needle for him in the evening
"That's good." Tang Song lazy yawn, and red blood silk eyes to see her two eyes, "you did not sleep at night?"
“…… A little sleep. "
"Now that he's in stable condition, you should go to have a rest. I'll send someone over to change your dressing later
"Good. Thank you White millet leaves nodded and left.
Back to the second floor, the first time is to open the window, look at the opposite.
Tang and song entered his room. He is still awake. The Tang and Song Dynasties simply checked and went out again. It looks like everything is fine.
White millet leaves hanging heart also put down, yawn, and lie back to bed, sleep.
For a long time, my mind was filled with the words of last night's OwlIn fact, she also wanted to ask him: owl, those injuries ten years ago Is it still painful now? How can I become pain free?
………………………………
It's over nine.
The owl wakes up.
Open your eyes, the first time is to touch the things in your arms. See is the pillow, cold eyes, frown, throw the pillow to the ground, throw far away.
Tang and song came in and caught his action.
"Early in the morning, you've got a bad temper with the pillow?" Tang and song came alone, picked up the pillow and threw it on the sofa.
The owl glanced at him and said nothing.
Then, the eyes fell cold out of the window.
"What are you looking at?" Tang and song followed his eyes and looked at it. Then, he picked his lips and said, "look at the white millet leaves on the opposite side?"
"Tang and song, early in the morning, you'd better not mess with me." The owl looks back.
"She lives in that room." The Tang and Song Dynasty compared the opposite side with a chin, "you look out the window, don't you just look at her?"
The owl was stunned for a moment and then cast his eyes out of the window again. This time, it was really the window.
It's just, there's no shadow in the window.
"I took care of you all night last night. I didn't sleep much. I should still be sleeping now." Tang and Song said, while taking some simple instruments out of the box.
The owl glared at him, "is nobody here? You let her stay in my room!"
"Don't you two like to fight? Now both of them are wounded by gunshot. If we really fight, we should either die of you or I. I thought maybe you two could play a big game. As a result, you two really failed me. No, it should be said that she failed me. " Tang Song looked at him and said, "she was hurt like that by you. Last night she didn't take the opportunity to revenge you. Instead, she took care of you all night. You said, it was too boring."
The owl glanced at him.
For a long time, he didn't speak, he didn't know what he was thinking.
Tang and Song Dynasty gave him an examination. After a while, he only heard his voice suddenly low: "hand, what's the matter?"
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Like being seduced, she bent down and stuck her lips on the man's lips.
She kisses him gently.
With a deep attachment, and deep pain, put down all the reason, let go of their own wanton, dare not to think about their own behavior is right or wrong.
However, even if it is wanton, it is only temporary. White millet leaf repressed, forbearance, did not dare to let oneself have deeper depravity, just lingered on the man's lips for a while, then forced himself to pull away. However, when she was about to pull away, the man's long arm suddenly came out of the quilt and held her hand.
She was slightly surprised.
Is he awake?!
She opened her eyes and looked down at him. He is not sober, eyelids very hard to hold up, but, always in vain. Consciousness is very vague, but the hand still holds her stubbornly.
"Owl?" She called him softly.
His palms were hot with fever. Pale lips, moving back and forth, seemed to be murmuring. The white millet leaf leans down, sticks the ear to his lip, listens carefully.
"Millet..."
She was shocked.
Heart, sharp pain. The heart, like it's cracked.
This sound Long time ago
She thought that in her life, she would never hear him call herself like this again
"I'm here." She put the glass down and clasped his hand.
“…… Does it hurt? " He murmured, vaguely conscious.
"No pain, no pain at all..." She shook her head and her eyes flushed. Whether it is the shoulder injury, or the pain on the fingers, this moment, the moment will disappear.
The owl, half asleep and half awake, suddenly took her directly to him. White millet leaf afraid of pressure on his body injury, a little meditation, the next moment, open the quilt, take the initiative to get into his quilt, close to his hot body. He almost instinctively held her in his arms as if he could smell the smell that could make him crazy.
Hold very tight, as if exhausted the whole body strength, want to lock her all the time in his side, carve into his bone marrow.
White millet leaf nose tip a sour, hands covetously around his neck, feelings can not help burying his face into his neck. Cold heart for a long time, to this moment, it seems that only vaguely feel a trace of warmth.
Holding her, his breath gradually became smooth. Two people, as if they are sentimentally attached to each other, closer and closer
………………………………
This night, he slept deeply, and so did she.
This seems to be the first time in more than ten days. However, the next day, early in the morning, there was not a trace of light outside the window, she would wake up. All night, it's just less than four hours of sleep.
He didn't wake up.
Waist, his hand, still with a lot of strength around her.
She touched his body and pressed her forehead against his forehead to make sure that he was at normal temperature.
With the dim light at the head of the bed, she put her pillow on his arm and looked at him for a long time, for a long time
She has to leave
Such embrace and sleep, do not belong to sober them.
Bitterly, he carefully moved his hand away from his waist. It seems that this feeling of emptiness makes him feel rather unhappy. Originally, his eyebrows are stretched, but they are tightly wrinkling because of her pulling away. White millet leaf is afraid that he will wake up, grabbed a pillow and let him hold it in his arms. Sure enough, his expression gradually calmed down.
Looking at him like this, she raised her lips to smile.
Turn over and get out of bed. After a haircut, he went into the bathroom to change his pajamas, put on the same pajamas she had worn last night, and walked out of the room.
Bring the door, the rest of the room is peaceful
Tang and song had been concerned about his situation and did not dare to sleep deeply. Now, yawning, he came out of the room in his pajamas. Two men put a mask on the corridor.
"Good morning." White millet leaf greets him.
"How is he doing?"
"Not bad. Later, after sleeping, the fever subsided. I pulled out the needle for him in the evening
"That's good." Tang Song lazy yawn, and red blood silk eyes to see her two eyes, "you did not sleep at night?"
“…… A little sleep. "
"Now that he's in stable condition, you should go to have a rest. I'll send someone over to change your dressing later
"Good. Thank you White millet leaves nodded and left.
Back to the second floor, the first time is to open the window, look at the opposite.
Tang and song entered his room. He is still awake. The Tang and Song Dynasties simply checked and went out again. It looks like everything is fine.
White millet leaves hanging heart also put down, yawn, and lie back to bed, sleep.
For a long time, my mind was filled with the words of last night's OwlIn fact, she also wanted to ask him: owl, those injuries ten years ago Is it still painful now? How can I become pain free?
………………………………
It's over nine.
The owl wakes up.
Open your eyes, the first time is to touch the things in your arms. See is the pillow, cold eyes, frown, throw the pillow to the ground, throw far away.
Tang and song came in and caught his action.
"Early in the morning, you've got a bad temper with the pillow?" Tang and song came alone, picked up the pillow and threw it on the sofa.
The owl glanced at him and said nothing.
Then, the eyes fell cold out of the window.
"What are you looking at?" Tang and song followed his eyes and looked at it. Then, he picked his lips and said, "look at the white millet leaves on the opposite side?"
"Tang and song, early in the morning, you'd better not mess with me." The owl looks back.
"She lives in that room." The Tang and Song Dynasty compared the opposite side with a chin, "you look out the window, don't you just look at her?"
The owl was stunned for a moment and then cast his eyes out of the window again. This time, it was really the window.
It's just, there's no shadow in the window.
"I took care of you all night last night. I didn't sleep much. I should still be sleeping now." Tang and Song said, while taking some simple instruments out of the box.
The owl glared at him, "is nobody here? You let her stay in my room!"
"Don't you two like to fight? Now both of them are wounded by gunshot. If we really fight, we should either die of you or I. I thought maybe you two could play a big game. As a result, you two really failed me. No, it should be said that she failed me. " Tang Song looked at him and said, "she was hurt like that by you. Last night she didn't take the opportunity to revenge you. Instead, she took care of you all night. You said, it was too boring."
The owl glanced at him.
For a long time, he didn't speak, he didn't know what he was thinking.
Tang and Song Dynasty gave him an examination. After a while, he only heard his voice suddenly low: "hand, what's the matter?"
Thank you very much. If there are any more, keep casting. If the number rises again, we will add more today. These days are double the monthly pass! 】
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