His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and there was no trace of blood on his thin lips, and he was as quiet as if he was asleep.
She knew that he was unconscious because of suffocation, and when she thought that he was like this because he was trying to save her, she felt agitated and couldn't help herself.
Holding his head, she swam quickly to the river bank. Once on the shore, she immediately began to rescue him.
She had learned basic first aid techniques, and she knew that Mo Chuan would be fine. Sure enough, after a few compressions, he began to respond, spitting out the water in his abdomen, coughing hard a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes. .
As soon as those eyes like autumn water in distant mountains opened, she let out a low cry, her eyes turned red, and she threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Mo Chuan, you..." She wanted to say something, but her throat suddenly choked and tears flowed down.
She was really scared just now, so scared. She was afraid that she would never find him again, that he would never be able to open those eyes again.
Mo Chuan slowly raised his hand and hugged her, hugging her tighter and tighter, so tight that she couldn't breathe.
Her whole body was wet and cold as ice, and so was he, but his body was warm and getting hotter and hotter, especially his chest, which seemed to be burning with a fire, roasting her body. It has also gotten warmer and no longer shivering.
He was in a daze for a while, thinking this was a dream.
But dreams won't be so real.
He could clearly feel her hot tears soaking her clothes, and then flowing to his chest. Her body was very soft, but she was trembling slightly in his arms. He raised his hand and touched her wet He touched her translucent black hair, touched her face stained with tears and river water, and touched her small and soft chin.
"Ning'er, luckily you're fine."
He only whispered these words, then held her face and kissed her lips gently.
Her lips were cool and soft, stained by the tears streaming down her cheeks. His tongue tasted the faint saltiness, and the emotion in his chest was so intense that it almost boiled.
In that dark river bottom, he really thought that he was going to lose her, lose her forever.
He was so desperate that he no longer wanted to live.
Fortunately...she's fine!
She was in his arms, he hugged her tightly and kissed her gently. This was not a dream!
She closed her eyes and almost lost consciousness for a moment, then the warmth from her lips woke her up. She vaguely remembered that when she was drunk, she and he had been in such close contact.
The familiar warmth stirred her heart like waves, turning her whole body into a pool of warm water.
The vines of spring grass on the river bank submerged the figures of the two people. In the darkness, there were only the rapid breathing and heartbeats of the two people.
Her and his clothes were soaked, but their bodies were getting hotter and hotter.
His lips became hot and scorching, and he gradually couldn't control it. His hot hands touched her slender and soft neck, slowly penetrated from her soaked neckline, and touched her round and soft shoulders. Her skin was cool. Slippery as jade, allowing him to wander back and forth.
His breathing became more irregular, sweat appeared on his forehead, and his heart beat faster and faster.
"Say, no! I'll stop!" It took a lot of effort for him to move away from her lips, propped up his body, and gasped.
But she raised her head and bit his earlobe lightly. A numbing feeling instantly spread throughout his body, making him almost explode.