Travel to Xiu Xian Wen and beat up the group's beloved heroine

Wei Xiaoxi was only wearing a thin shirt, and her whole body was pressed tightly into his arms.

He even felt her exquisite curves.

The tip of her nose is filled with a faint body fragrance unique to girls.

He tried several times but failed to pull the person away. It was really...

Jiang Qianshu's face was troubled.

He hesitated whether to use brute force directly to tie her up.

The province always makes trouble.

But the heat in the body of the person in his arms began to rise steadily, almost to the point where he could boil hot water.

Jiang Qianshu saw that she was feeling uncomfortable, what else could he do?

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

The fire poison on her body was cleared by [-]% to [-]%.

Logically speaking, Wei Xiaoxi should wake up.

But I don’t know what’s going on. He is obviously in good health, but he still doesn’t wake up.

much like...

Refusing to wake up?

After this thought crossed his mind, Jiang Qianshu shook his head.

Maybe his soul is damaged, so he needs to take a good rest.

Another five days.

The remaining poison on her body no longer needs to be cleaned up. It can be removed automatically by relying on the monk's recovery ability.

Adhering to the principle that medicine is three parts poison, he did not use any more medicine, but only delivered spiritual power to her every day.

Wei Xiaoxi alternated between cold and fire, and every one to half an hour, Jiang Qianshu had to arrange a new environment for her to meet her various needs, which was more troublesome than taking care of a newborn baby.

Jiang Qianshu actually stayed up for half a month without sleeping a wink.

Maybe he is in the state of transformation and his body will not be too tired.

I just kept vigilant about Wei Xiaoxi's condition for fear that something might happen to her again, and my spirit was highly tense for half a month, which was a bit too much.

On this day, after confirming that the poison on Wei Xiaoxi's body would no longer have any real impact on her, he sat back on the pillow and closed his eyes to take a nap.

Without noticing, Wei Xiaoxi's eyelashes trembled beside her.

Jiang Qianshu fell asleep.

Wei Xiaoxi opened her eyes.

She slowly sat up and stared blankly at the man beside her.

The profile of the man's face is undulating, with green stubble on his chin and a slight dark green under his eyes.

He was probably so tired that Wei Xiaoxi's large movements did not wake him up.

As she watched, tears fell.

The chaotic feeling in the past few days was vague, the gentle touch, the soft words, the scenes, she thought it was a dream, a paradise.

Only now know.

This is real.

This is the door to hell he opened.

After a while, Wei Xiaoxi lay back on the quilt silently, turned to the inside and closed her eyes.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, some soaked into her hair, and some soaked into the pillow towel.

She was happy and grateful that she was not dead.

But it was Jiang Qianshu who saved her. She was happy and sad at the same time.

In fact, she hoped that the person who saved her would be a passerby.

How would you feel if a person showed up to save you in time when you needed help time and time again?

She didn't know about others, she only knew that her silent heart was about to move again.

I simply couldn't help but be moved.

He was not saving her, but pushing her into the abyss.

It's useless to be tempted by him, the result is just love but nothing.

She was about to walk out, but suddenly this happened again. How was she going to deal with herself?

Wei Xiaoxi really realized a problem.

As long as she and Jiang Qianshu interact, she will never be able to escape this emotional dilemma.

It's so painful, what on earth am I going to do?

Wei Xiaoxi curled up and just hugged the quilt, as if hugging the driftwood that could pull her out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Being sad and depressed is extremely energy-consuming.

She was still weak after all, so she cried and cried, and soon fell asleep.

The room fell into silence.

Two breathing sounds intertwined one after another.

There is an...inexplicable harmony in the depression.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Qianshu slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes that were still slightly bloodshot before going to bed have now returned to normal.

He rubbed his face and subconsciously glanced at the person next to him.

Jiang Qianshu made a move when he noticed her slightly swollen eyelids.

Nightmare?

Every time he noticed that she was unhappy, Jiang Qianshu felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

No, in the past few years, he has never been truly happy one day.

There is always a stubborn depression in my heart.

He knows why.

It's this girl next to me.

But helpless.

Yes, he felt powerless in her.

A feeling of... powerlessness that rarely appeared in his mind before.

Either things can be solved, or they can't, neatly.

only she...

If you can't cut it off, it will become chaos.

He was like a kite, being pulled by the string at the other end and hanging.

Although Jiang Qianshu was in a irritable mood, his hands caressed her brows uncontrollably.

It's a little hot.

It seemed that I cried for a long time and then stopped soon.

Suddenly, the girl's moist eyelashes trembled slightly.

He finally woke up... Jiang Qianshu breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a soft voice:

"Have you had a nightmare?"

She didn't open her eyes or reply.

It seems that he is not awake yet.

But her eyelashes kept trembling and her eyes kept turning.

The hands under him were tugging at the quilt tightly, and the scratches penetrated the quilt, making a slight sound.

Jiang Qianshu's gaze returned from the quilt to her slightly swollen eyebrows, with a slight frown.

After a while, he stretched out his hand, covered the girl's eyebrows that made him confused, and asked softly:

"What are you crying for?"

Wei Xiaoxi took a deep breath and said:

"Crying yourself is weak."

The weak ones are vulnerable to you.

"Your level is already lower than theirs. What's more, you surpassed the level and killed Chen Yan, which is already very powerful." Jiang Qianshu comforted, "You also hurt Qi Yang's soul."

Wei Xiaoxi: "..."

The silence in the room was oppressive.

Jiang Qianshu said again:

"It's normal that you are younger than them and your level is not as good as theirs. As long as it lasts long enough, your achievements will not be lower than theirs."

No, people like you are naturally very powerful. Even if I practice for tens of thousands of years, I still won't be able to catch up with your rank... Wei Xiaoxi said "hmm" and said nothing.

Her voice was very nasal and she sounded weak.

It looks very tiring.

He said:

"Think of something happy. Don't be so depressed and depressed when you first recover from a serious illness. It's not good for your health."

"Yes, I will, just take a nap." Wei Xiaoxi said.

The room fell silent again.

That night, Wei Xiaoxi woke up from sleep.

Every time she woke up in a daze, she saw Jiang Qianshu sitting next to her.

As soon as she made any movement, he immediately came over and asked if she needed anything, whether she wanted water, whether it was hot or cold, and whether she felt any discomfort in her body.

Even if I felt sleepy, he would drive me away.

After repeated several times, Wei Xiaoxi became impatient with his questions and asked him to go and rest quickly.

She had a bad attitude. He didn't react directly to her like he did with other people. Instead, as if he was watching a child misbehaving, he patiently said yes and went to sit on the small couch.

Once Wei Xiaoxi turned over or sneezed accidentally, he leaned over again.

Wei Xiaoxi could not be fooled by him.

He was so nervous that Wei Xiaoxi even doubted whether he was interested in her.

I want to ask, I want to confirm.

But I was so afraid of being sentimental and experiencing the embarrassment in the cabin again.