The dirt rolled down the steep slope behind his feet. Wuyou swallowed his saliva in fear and held on to Zai Fang's thigh.
"Don't be afraid, he's pulling me here."
As if she could sense Wuyou's fear, the person in front of her comforted her softly while using her profound energy to pull her back.
After stepping on the ground again, Wuyou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thanks."
Wuyou raised his eyes, and when he saw that familiar handsome face, his eyes widened in shock, "No to me?"
"No, I'll be fine."
Zhongli Po pulled Wuyou nervously and looked around.
Wuyou's face turned red and she shook her head, "Why did I come?"
"He came to save me, follow him."
After Zhongli Po finished speaking, he picked up Wuyou's legs and ran forward.
"Let her go."
An angry voice sounded suddenly, and a figure flew forward like lightning, blocking the way of the two of them.
"Brother Xian"
Seeing Wen Xian, Wuyouxin trembled suddenly, and Dong looked at Feng Xiaoyou consciously.
Feng Xiaoyou's eyes were red and she lowered her head with guilt.
She couldn't help it, couldn't just watch her die like that.
Seeing that Wuyou had nothing wrong except losing a little weight, Wen Xian's worried heart finally relaxed.
Feeling Wen Xian's concerned gaze, Wuyou raised his eyes and stared blankly at that handsome and innocent face, his eyes filled with longing.
Why does it seem like centuries have passed since we last seen her for just a few days
"Let her go."
Wen Xian stared intently at the two legs that were held together, and word after word came out through his teeth.
Wuyou came back to his senses and immediately let go of Zhonglipo's leg. He hesitated for a second, but was held by Zhonglipo again.
Wen Xian's eyes turned cold, and his red eyes turned directly to Wuyou.
"come over."
The deliberately soft voice seems to have a special magic power, making people want to be obedient.
Looking at that handsome face that was thinking day and night, Wuyou couldn't help but move forward.
"Do I want to go back?"
A low voice sounded in his ears, and Wuyou suddenly came back to his senses.
No, does she want to go back
"He can lose the whole world, but he can't lose me."
"The children cannot be kept."
Boundless bitterness spread in his heart, Wuyou lowered his eyes, "I can't afford to make a mistake, he can't go back with me."
The low apologetic voice penetrated Wen Xian's heart like a magical sound.
"come over."
Wen Xian stretched his legs, and his sharp eyes instantly became as gentle as water.
Her slender shoulders trembled slightly due to tension, Wuyou covered her stomach and shook her head slightly.
Wen Xian's eyes dimmed, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell back.
"Brother Xian..."
Wuyou was so shocked that he no longer cared about anything and immediately threw off Zhong Lipo's legs and ran towards Wen Xian.
"Lao San"
Han Xiao also arrived at the same time and caught Wen Xian who fell.
Zhongli Po lowered his eyes and looked at his empty right leg, with a wry smile on his lips.
I already knew it, so what on earth was he hoping for
"Brother Xian, how am I doing?"
Wuyou frantically wiped the blood from the corners of Wen Xian's lips, his eyes full of worry.
Wen Xian didn't shut up, just held Wuyou's leg and didn't let go.
Seeing the blood pouring out from the corner of Wen Xian's lips, Wuyou became even more panicked, and the tears hanging in the corners of his eyes could no longer hold back and fell to the east.
"Brother Xian, I don't want to scare him."
Han Xiao glanced at Wen Xian, who looked weak, and then looked at Wuyou, whose amber eyes flashed slightly.
"He couldn't die because he suffered serious trauma. He was rained all night. He didn't close his eyes for four days and four nights. His fever has not gone away."
Feng Xiaoyou and Zhong Lipo both secretly rolled their eyes.
Is the second prince's cruel trick really used
“Can’t afford to be wrong”
Wuyou burst into tears, with a look of remorse and worry on his face.
Seeing Wuyou crying and sobbing, Wen Xian felt so distressed that his heart almost broke, and he glared at Han Xiao in warning.
Han Xiao touched her nose guiltily.
A heartless boy, if he says so, he will reject anyone, but if he doesn’t, then he will reject him
Wen Xian raised his legs and wiped the tears from Wuyou's face distressedly.
"Go back with him."
"Brother Xian"
Wuyou's nose felt sore, and he threw himself into Wen Xian's arms and burst into tears.
Wen Xian's eyes were red, and he hugged Wuyou tightly, stroking her hair gently.
His worry-freeness is finally back
Seeing the two embracing each other, everyone's eyes were red.
After crying for a while, Wuyou raised his head and said, "Brother Xian, wait for him."
Wuyou said and stood up and walked to Feng Xiaoyou.
"Can't afford to be wrong."
Feng Xiaoyou's eyes turned red and she curled her lips apologetically.
Wuyou chuckled and hugged Feng Xiaoyou gently, "Fool, you can't afford anything wrong? He knows that no matter what I do, it won't be good for him."
Feng Xiaoyou's eyes became even redder, she stretched out her legs and hugged Wuyou gently as well.
Wuyou let go of Feng Xiaoyou and looked at her seriously.
"I am not his best friend in his life, nor am I the person he owes the most to in his life."
Feng Xiaoyou lowered his eyes, hiding the sadness in his eyes.
She was ruthless and carefree, and she is still ruthless now, no matter how ruthless she was, she would not be ruthless.
"He can't agree to what I told you about the baby's marriage to a girl from his Jun family."
Wuyou lowered his head, a little embarrassed to speak.
"he knows."
Feng Xiaoyou raised her eyes and raised her lips lightly, "It's fine if I don't give birth to a baby. If I do give birth to a baby, both men and women will be married."
Wuyou raised his eyes in surprise, looking at Feng Xiaoyou who had a serious look on his face, his eyes suddenly turned red.
Seeing the two people reluctant to leave, Wen Xian felt a little sad. He walked forward and looked at Feng Xiaoyou and said, "Thank you for taking care of their family Wuyou."
Wen Xian said, hugging Wuyou's shoulders as if he were declaring sovereignty.
Looking at Wen Xian's movements, Feng Xiaoyou rolled her red eyes speechlessly.
Do you really like that person? Do you need to stimulate her like that? Even if she is ruthless and Wuyou, but if Wuyou is a woman, what will happen to her
"If he doesn't, then he will deny me."
Feng Xiaoyou curled her lips with a look of disgust.
Wuyou curled his lips and smiled softly, pulling Wen Xian and saying, "Let them go back."
Wen Xian nodded, picked up Wuyou and turned to leave.
"He can leave on his own."
Wuyou's pretty face turned red and she pouted her mouth dissatisfiedly.
"He loves cuddling."
The corners of Wen Xian's lips were slightly raised, and he pressed a kiss on Wuyou's raised red lips.
Just kidding, couldn't he do something to make the two love rivals give up
Wuyou's face turned even redder, and he raised his pink fist and lightly hit Wen Xian on the chest.
That guy is so real.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Feng Xiaoyou raised his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
That feeling of happiness is so good, I hope to God that I will never torture those two people again.
Zhongli Po curled his lips, truly happy for the two of them.
He wondered if he was really letting go. There was no room for anyone to get involved between them, and he didn't want to be the person she liked.
That time they would just say no. He believed that they could all go east happily.
Huang Palace.
After hearing that Wuyou had returned safely, everyone came to Hongxianxuan.
"Wouyou, I'm okay."
Liang Sheng pulled Wuyou over to look at Dong Zai, and then started to check her pulse without waiting for Wuyou to shut up.
"He's fine and so is the baby."
Wuyou chuckled, stretching out his legs to gently caress his slightly bulging belly.
Seeing Wuyou's gentle expression, Wen Xian's eyes flickered.
After confirming that Wuyou was really fine, Liang Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's fine."
Bingzhi happily ran to Wuyou, "Sister Wuyou, it's great that I'm back."
"Then Lao San Dong can finally go to sleep." Nuan Se also teased with a smile.
Chi Yu watched silently, the joy in his eyes so obvious.
Seeing Wuyou surrounded by everyone, Wen Xian instantly felt unhappy.
"Go back, they are begging for sleep."
Wen Xian waved his legs and walked toward the room with Wuyou in his arms.
"Eh"
"boom"
Everyone wanted to say something, but then they heard the door slam shut.
Bingzhi turned around and looked at Liang Sheng with a worried look.
"Fourth sister, will third brother harm the baby in sister Wuyou's belly?"
After hearing this, everyone lowered their eyes with solemn expressions.
Although Wuyou is back, what should we do about the child
Liang Sheng's eyes flashed and she gently rubbed Wuyou's hair.
"Don't worry, my third brother has his own sense of proportion."
In the room, Wuyou exclaimed, and Dong unconsciously hugged Wenxian's neck tightly.
Wen Xian carried Wuyou to the bed and pressed him down on him without saying a word.
"Brother Xian?"
As soon as Wuyou opened his mouth, Wen Xian sealed his red lips.
"Um"
Feeling Wen Xian's enthusiasm, Wuyou's heart throbbed, and she stretched out her legs, hooked his neck, and responded gently.
The lingering and pathos kiss, like the fire in the grassland, is out of control.
The ambiguous breathing became heavier and heavier, and the temperature in the room became hotter and hotter.
Just when Wuyou was getting ready, Wen Xian suddenly turned over and came east.
Wuyou looked at Wen Xian in confusion, his watery eyes filled with lust.
Wen Xian hooked his lips and kissed her forehead tenderly, his warm thighs gently caressing her slightly bulging belly.
Wuyouxin trembled suddenly, and Dong tensed up consciously.
Feeling Wuyou's fear, Wen Xian's heart clenched suddenly, and he stretched out his legs to gently take her into his arms.
"I want to beg him to stay."
There was no emotion or anger in the deep, hoarse voice.
Wuyou lowered his eyes, and after a long time he said in a low voice, "He was cruel to me, and he was also cruel to him. He wanted to beg him to stay here, for me and for him."
Wen Xian's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.
"Do I know what it means to give birth to him?"
Wuyou caressed his belly tenderly, with a gentle smile on his lips.
"He just denied his life, didn't he?"
She was afraid of death, but she was afraid of becoming a sinner and a devil.
Wen Xian Yidong hugged Wuyou into his arms and buried his head in her hair. After a long time, he muttered, "They left him alone."
Wuyou was stunned and raised his eyes blankly, "What did I say?"
Looking at Wuyou's silly look, Wen Xian curled his lips and said, "He wants to be a father."
Wuyou felt sour in his heart and burst into tears instantly.
"Fool, why are you crying?"
Wen Xian lowered his head and kissed away the tears from the corners of Wuyou's eyes.
"He's happy."
Wuyou lay in Wen Xian's arms and cried silently.
Wen Xian hugged Wuyou with one leg and caressed his slightly swollen belly with the other.
Feeling the wonderful feeling of blood connection, the corners of Wen Xian's lips raised slightly.
Maybe that's the best decision.