Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

Bo Huailin broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

"Oh!" Qin Yan lost his strength in his arms.

In a trance, I saw a part of the clothes darken.

The heat of the workshop slowly faded away, knowing that he would clean up everything, Qin Yan fell asleep peacefully.

……

The Bright team set up a large pot by a small stream. After the water boiled, they added various ingredients.

Although it was a big mess, the taste was not bad.

Qin Yan's external use has always been to eat bread in the car. In fact, she and Bo Huailin have been eating hot food and drinking spicy food, and their lives are unbelievably nourishing.

The stream is gurgling, playing a little song of ding ding dong dong, which is crisp and melodious.

Under the bright sunlight, it shimmers like diamonds.

The two people on the off-road rarely got out of the car to breathe fresh air.

Bo Huailin looked at a hill not far away, the forest was thick green, and the mountain road was winding like a sheep's gut.

The mountainside is covered by clouds and mist, and it is in a trance.

Qin Yan strolled leisurely along the stream, and suddenly a bright red flashed in her eyes, she turned her head full of joy: "Bo..."

The voice in the throat stopped abruptly.

The clear stream water reflected the man's piercingly cold eyes, as if ice had been built up all over his body one after another. He looked at the mountain and meditated, not caring about everything around him.

No one can really enter his world.

A slender catkin was squeezed into the man's slightly curled palm, like breaking ice in a deep pool in winter, stirring up a pool of spring water.

"There are rare things by the stream, I'll take you to see them."

Qin Yan stared at him for a long time, the pupils shimmering in the autumn water, and the ending sound was soft.

There are almost no pores on her fair skin, like a handful of snow on the top of a mountain.

Bo Huailin let Qin Yan lead him to a cool and moist soil.

An almost red-black manjusawa flower is swaying in the wind, coquettish and gorgeous, like a flame that is about to burn, its beauty is shocking.

Qin Yan picked up a petal curled up with his fingers, raised his head and said to him: "The other side is in full bloom, and you can only see flowers, but not leaves."

Manzhushahua bloomed at her fingertips, so bright that it was about to drip, and the collision of red and white fell into everyone's eyes.

Bo Huailin looked down at the squatting ball on the ground: "I like the crystal nucleus, but I also fell in love with this flower. A woman's eyes really can't move away from beautiful things."

Xiao Jiu's forehead: first blood!

[Host, the first drop of blood is gone, the villain said: What is romance?I don't understand. 】

Qin Yan stood up and looked at him, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Manjusawa generally blooms on the autumnal equinox. Although it likes shade, it is resistant to cold and drought, and its vitality is very tenacious." She paused, and continued to infiltrate people quietly, "In the last days, it is a blessing to see it bloom early. A good sign!"

So, big brother, can you feel a little bit that all things are struggling towards the sun and growing wildly?

Life is very precious!

"A good sign?" Bo Huailin chewed the nonsense words that came out of Qin Yan's mouth, and stretched out his hand to stroke her black and straight hair.

"Manjushahua poured out of blood, Li Ruoruo, remember to pray to God and worship Buddha, otherwise..."

The man slowly clung to her ear, and said with great interest, "The next good omen is you."

Xiao Jiu: double kill!

[Host, double kill...]

Only then did Qin Yan feel that his feet were aching, and he moved half a step away uncomfortably.

A bit of terrifying white was revealed...

It's human ribs!

With a flick of her fingertips, she pushed Bo Huailin away.

"The flower language of Manzhushahua is life and death, just like now."