Chapter 1178

Silly girl, even if you go more than me, I will not go.

When she fell asleep, he picked her up and put her in his arms so that she could sleep more comfortably.

Always thin cold lips, gently hook out a smile, ten thousand years of cold Sichuan like eyes, pan out of thick gentle.

People who know him well say that he is as rigid as an old man when urinating. They think it's his nature, cold nature and mature nature.

However, these are just his disguises. He wants to disguise himself as an old man, so that he doesn't look like a boy two years younger than her.

He is really talented and quick to learn everything. But in the dead of night, he is still working hard, because he needs to be stronger and better, so he is qualified to stand beside such an excellent girl.

Win her everywhere, just to let her forget the fact that he is two years younger than her.

Even asking her to call him uncle is just to let her remember his difference.

He can't remember for himself when she occupied his whole life. All he did was because of her and for her.

The more hot the body in his arms is, the more cold she will feel. He takes off his middle coat, wraps her body around her and hugs her tightly. As long as he stays through the night and leaves the ghost place in the morning tomorrow, he will go back to the Rongyu hall and drink two doses of medicine, which can cure the disease.

When she woke up again, it was the next morning. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a piece of open chest. She tightly grasped the lapel of the inner garment in her hand and pulled the neckline open to reveal the strong chest.

And I was lying in his arms, with my head half against that chest.

Does she sleep like this all night?

This posture is too ambiguous...

She hurriedly sat up, only to find that she was wrapped in his clothes, and her coat and middle coat were all on her. It seemed that she had a cold attack last night.

Wan Kun also woke up from her movement. She quickly sat up to check her forehead temperature. As soon as his hand touched her forehead, she quickly flicked it away and smiled, "no, it's OK. I'm ok."

She tucked the clothes back into his hands: "put them on quickly and catch a cold carefully." Her white face was suffused with rosy clouds, which were dyed to the ears, her heart was pounding, and her breath was beginning to be disordered.

She shook her head, threw away the reverie in her heart, and ordered herself to forget the scene just now. But the more deliberate it was, the half exposed picture of her chest would always float in front of her.

God, she never thought that she could be such a person. How could she have such a love for her two-year-old martial uncle? It's a sin. It's a big sin.

He pursed his lips, and the smile spread in the corner of his lips? What a red face? "

She didn't dare to look at him, but said in a hard voice, "if you are ill, you will naturally look strange. If you put on your clothes quickly, it will be my fault to catch cold in a moment."

He looked at the clothes in his eyes, and there was still her breath on his head. He got up, put on his clothes quickly, straightened his hair in a slightly disordered bun, and reached out to lift up Nianwen, who was still sitting on the grass.

Nianwen looks at the two men's high pit walls and their own legs. One is dislocated and the other is bitten by a poisonous snake. How can he get out?

She was looking around, trying to find a better way, when suddenly her body was askew, she was held in his arms.