An Mingji raised his weak hand and wiped away the tears on Gu Jin's cheeks, his movements were gentle, careful and full of affection.
His voice was hoarse and dependent: "Sister Ah Jin, I miss you so much."
Gu Jin raised his hand, took An Mingji's hand on her face, cried and laughed and cursed: "You little brat scared me to death, you don't know how worried I am that you won't wake up!"
"I'm awake, Ah Jin, don't cry."
An Mingji's amorous peach-blossom eyes were raised slightly, and his lips curved into a faint smile.
He couldn't see her cry the most.
Whether it was thousands of years ago or now, as long as she cries, he always has nothing to do with her.
Gu Jin wiped away the tears on his face indiscriminately, and raised his hand to support An Mingji's arm: "How is your body, can you stand up?"
"Let me try."
An Mingji hadn't moved for two years, so it's hard to say about his current physical condition.
With Gu Jin's support, he slowly got up.
He overestimated himself, just stood up, and rushed forward.
If Gu Jin hadn't pulled him, he would have fallen in the stream the next moment.
"Xiao'an, can you do it? If you can't, let's wait a little longer." Gu Jin's voice was full of worry, and he spoke extremely fast.
Hearing this, An Mingji's deep, pitch-black eyes became dim.
The corners of his lips curled up evilly, and his voice was unquestionable: "A Jin, men can't say no."
As he spoke, he gently pushed away Gu Jin's supporting hand, and walked towards the water's shore.
The footsteps are steady and elegant, without any embarrassment.
Just now An Mingji's legs were numb, he was careless and almost fell into the water.
He quickly walked to the bank and waved to Gu Jin who was still standing in the stream: "Ah Jin, come up quickly."
Gu Jin stared at the handsome young man standing by the water's bank.
Hearing the other party's call, she drooped her eyes to hide the contemplation in her eyes, and walked towards the shore.
The two stood on the shore, drying their clothes with spiritual power, and looked at each other.
Staring at An Mingji's exquisite face in front of her, she wondered if it was Gu Jin's illusion. She felt that Xiao An's appearance seemed to have changed, especially the area between his brows, where a faint red color seemed to flash from time to time.
Although the red light was faint, it was real.
There happened to be a little red mole between Ling Qiong's eyebrows.
The expression in Gu Jin's eyes changed, she raised her hand, and gently stroked the center of An Mingji's eyebrows.
"Xiao An."
"Huh? What's the matter?" An Mingji's voice may be a little nasal because he just woke up, and his voice was hoarse and seductive.
When Gu Jin approached and stroked An Mingji's brow, he put his arms around her waist, hugging her in his arms, and their bodies were pressed against each other without any sense of distance.
They are so close that they are almost indistinguishable from each other.
It's easy for Gu Jin to feel An Mingji's unspeakable, normal but ill-timed changes.
He has a handsome and delicate face, revealing a look that has been suppressed for a long time and is still trying to restrain himself.
The light in his eyes flickered and crackled slightly, sparks that made his heart beat faster, as if he could swallow Gu Jin into his stomach in the next moment, the light in his eyes was as ferocious as a wolf.
What Gu Jin wanted to say was completely forgotten under such stark and straightforward eyes.
She opened her mouth slightly, looked at An Mingji with astonishment, her ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at An Mingji.
However, after bowing his head, Gu Jin's face turned even redder.
The shape that comes into view is simply breathtaking.
Gu Jin took a deep breath and turned his head to look aside.
"Sister Ah Jin, I miss you so much, do you miss me?"
An Mingji leaned closer to Gu Jin's ear, his voice was thick nasal, hoarse and provocative, with an indescribable allure.