When Weiyang woke up, she was in a small cave.
I don’t know what kind of wild animal lived in this cave in the past, as there was a strange, fishy smell in the air.
Next to the jumping firewood was the unrecognizable face of He Lao Da. He still lowered his eyes and pursed the corners of his lips, making his chin and neck look even more slender and graceful.
This is a man completely different from Yan Gui.
Yan Gui is the mountain and he is the water.
Yan Gui is handsome and masculine, while he is handsome and feminine.
In terms of appearance, he may be slightly better.
"Awake?" The man's low and dark voice sounded in the small cave.
Wei Yang tried hard to turn over, but she felt pain all over her body, especially her left arm, which hurt so much that she almost fainted.
"Don't move. You hurt your left arm. I just bandaged it for you. It might hurt a lot. Just bear with it..."
As he spoke, He Lao Da's voice became smaller and smaller. With the flickering firelight, the girl lying in front of him looked a little pale, but her eyebrows and eyes looked more picturesque and her skin was white as snow.
She was like the most beautiful little flower in spring, fresh, tender, delicate, and tremblingly blooming in his heart.
Boss He stretched out his hand and placed it on her arm that had just been bandaged.
After a moment, it was taken back.
I felt that the fingertips that had just touched her were slightly warm and swollen, and my heart trembled for no reason and began to beat violently.
In the flickering flames, the girl frowned, looking at the handsome eyes and eyebrows so close to her, her nose felt sore and tears almost burst out.
This sound was like a needle piercing his heart.
He bent down in a panic, reaching out to hug her, then restrained himself and retracted his hand. He lowered his eyes and stared at his toes, and whispered, "Don't be afraid. When the rain stops, I'll take you to see a doctor."
Maybe it was because of the pain, or tiredness, or more likely illness, Wei Yang fell asleep again in a daze. In the second half of the night, she had a fever.
It felt like there was a ball of fire in her nostrils, burning her and causing pain in her internal organs.
She shook her head gently and was about to wake up, but she found a comfortable position and continued to sleep.
Seeing her fall into deep sleep again, He Lao Da slowly relaxed from his previous stiffness. He tightened his arms and hugged the petite body in his arms tighter to his chest.
Staring at the red and hot little face in front of him, he lowered his head slightly, and his slightly heavy breathing blew on the delicate face, making him feel that his whole body was hot.
She slowly leaned down, her eyelashes trembled, and her breathing became more and more disordered.
he... ...
He wanted to kiss her little face.
The hair on her shoulders fell messily and brushed against her cheeks, making her move involuntarily.
He was also startled, his heart trembled, his lips seemed to touch a soft and fluffy place, and a sweet breath rushed into his nostrils.
It turns out that little girls are all sweet, and the place I just kissed was her smooth forehead.
The pain made Weiyang sleep uneasily. She frowned and moved unconsciously.
He was so frightened that he leaned back in panic. He seemed to hear the heavy breathing and violent beating of his heart, "bang bang bang..."
After a long time, I realized that she was still asleep.
He spread his dried robe not far from the fire and gently placed the person in his arms on the robe.
Outside the cave, there was wind and rain, and the shadows of the trees were swaying.
When will this rain stop