The blood in front of her faded away, and an anxious and concerned call sounded in her ears. The call was so familiar, with a reassuring temperature. The voice had called her in many tones, disdainful at first, ridiculed later, and later Respect, and then love and pity, with thick to substantial love, every sound seemed to carry his oath, whispering in her ear just like now.
Qingyu... Wake up... Wake up...
Ling Qingyu tried hard to open her eyes, and tried hard to wake up from the panic that was so heavy that she seemed to be unable to move. She opened her eyes a little, and looked at the blurred anxious face of the man in front of her through the mist of tears. , listening to his calls, although his whole body was limp and weak, he tried his best to raise a hand, wanting to touch his cheek.
Yan San picked up her limp hand and pressed it to his face, saying repeatedly: "Qing Yu wake up, look, I'm still here, am I hot? My hands and my body are all hot. Warm, I'm still alive, your Yan San is still alive, by your side, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
The palm of the hand was attached to that cheek without breaking, and the familiar face still existed. The warmth from the palm of the hand made her heart slowly settle down, and the scattered fragments gathered back little by little. The pupils of her eyes slowly gathered together, and the person in front of her became clearer.
"Yan San!" With the last strength of his body, Ling Qingyu hugged his neck and burst into tears, calling his name while crying.
Yan San picked her up, let her sit on him, leaned on his arms, lowered his head and kissed the lips that broke his heart when the call broke his heart, and sucked and entangled her hard until she cried The voice turned into a soft moan, and then she let go of her swollen lips.
Holding her head at a distance so that she could see her face and expression clearly, Yan San looked into her foggy eyes and said word by word: "Qing Yu, listen carefully, I, Yan San, I swear here that in this life, I will never die earlier than you, and I will never leave you behind. No matter how hard it is, I will hold on. Even if they all die, I will stay with you. If I If I really can’t hold on, then, before I die, I will take you with me, no matter where I go, I will be with you, so, Qing Yu, don’t be afraid, trust me, trust your Yan San, okay?”
"No..." hiccupped, Ling Qingyu asked, "Will you leave me again? Won't you die again?"
"Well, absolutely not!" Yan San wiped away the tears falling from the corners of her eyes with his fingers, and said, "I swear!"
Yan San's oath...
Ling Qingyu leaned softly against his chest, listening to the strong and powerful heartbeat, saw the increasingly shallow scars from the corner of his eyes, and let out a long breath.
After waking up from the nightmare, my whole body was limp and weak. The heartache and panic in the dream seemed to be still reverberating, but my heart slowly settled down.
That's right, they've come back, it won't be like that over there, no matter how much she pleads for pain in her dream, she still can't see their figures in the dream, even if she goes to the Hall of Eternal Life, what she touches is a cold body.
they are back...
Yan San...he's back...
Even if it was a nightmare, when I woke up I could see him, touch his warm body, and hear his voice...
Yan San, still alive!
"Qing Yu..." Hearing the laziness and low reply from the person in his arms, Yan San embraced her completely in his arms, kissed the top of her head, and said, "You don't have to be afraid, you know, I have always I don’t like to swear, but once I promise, I will definitely do it.” After a pause, Yan San said softly: “Qingyu, you should know how strong I am, your men are not made of paper, we will accept Lesson, be careful, so you don’t have to worry so much, just like what you said before, a man’s injury for his beloved woman is a man’s medal... as long as he doesn’t die, that’s fine.”
"They're today..." Ling Qingyu said half a sentence sullenly, and then swallowed the last half sentence, yes, she actually knew what they were trying so hard to save people for, she actually knew.
For the sake of good fortune, in order not to let the evil spirit and killing all over her body affect her happiness in this life...
"Well, I understand. Tomorrow, I will tell them that we can't get hurt because of outsiders. Our family members will be jealous." Yan San smiled lightly.
Ling Qingyu raised his head and glared at him, seeing that he was smiling but the pain in his eyes did not dissipate, she shrank into his arms, sighed and said: "Yes, you are all so good, I am under a lot of pressure .”
"Yeah, they're really unreliable..." Yan San said casually, with a sharp pause in his voice, he turned her head around, looked at her teasing eyes, and said, "What are you guys here? How could there be me?" As he spoke, he pressed her hand on his heart, and said, "Shall I show you my heart?"
"No, no, no! I've seen it!" Seeing that his fingers had really pinched five finger marks on his chest, Ling Qingyu hurriedly grabbed his hand with his backhand and shouted.
"That's right. Apart from being better at martial arts, I have no other advantages. According to what you said here?" Yan San tilted his head slightly, and after thinking about it, he said, "Is it a high insurance factor?"
"Nonsense! My Yan San is good everywhere!" Ling Qingyu pointed his fingers: "Good-looking, good-looking, good-natured, good at martial arts, and can make money, oh, it's winning money, gentle and considerate, and also Massage, housework... ”
Yan San looked at her pointing fingers and said in the same way, the smile on the corner of her mouth was even stronger, she couldn't help but lowered her head and kissed her lips, panting slightly: "Well, there is the best thing you didn't say .”
"What?" Ling Qingyu questioned from the corner of his mouth.
"It will make you happy and satisfied..." After whispering these few words, Yan San blocked her lips tightly, and then put her down on the bed, covering her strong body.
The lips that seemed to be on fire went down the neck, kissing clusters of flames on the skin, the body was still in the soreness after waking up from the nightmare, but it had already involuntarily started to cater to the constant The lips that imprinted the vowed kiss, and the slender fingers that stirred waves of heat in the hidden parts of her body with soft strength.
Holding Yan San's head tightly with both hands, his fingers massaged the slightly messy hair with the spasm of his body, Ling Qingyu bit his lips, still couldn't help letting out a low moan .
"Call out, Qingyu, I like to hear..." Inserting another finger into the tight and warm place, Yan San raised his body and kissed her lips, "Yan San... Yan San..."