What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

Reclining on the Arhat bed, looking at Lin Qingluo sleeping soundly in front of me, everything is so beautiful.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the sun was setting in the west.

A ray of dim sunlight hit Lin Qingluo's eyelids.

The long eyelashes moved and the eyes slowly opened.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment in her sight, her brows wrinkled beautifully.

It wasn't until he saw Xiao Han taking a nap next to him that he calmed down and remembered that they were on a show.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but now she just felt refreshed.

I moved my shoulders slightly and it was basically back to normal.

Pulling on his military uniform, Lin Qingluo carefully sat up.

Afraid of waking up Xiao Han who was napping next to him.

At this time, Xiao Han was already asleep, with a hint of tiredness on his face.

He didn't know what he was dreaming about, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Lin Qingluo looked at him and moved more gently.

There was a rustling dress on the side.

Just as she was tying her clothes, Xiao Han opened her eyes.

He didn't sleep deeply, and was woken up when Lin Qingluo sat up.

Quietly look at this picture of a beautiful woman wearing clothes.

It's really a feast for the eyes.

When Lin Qingluo fastened her clothes, she saw Xiao Han's bright eyes, looking at her unblinkingly.

"When did you wake up? Did it disturb you? Come and lie down here and sleep for a while~"

Lin Qingluo put down his hands and said naturally.

He stood up and wanted to make room.

"No, I'm ready to rest. Does your shoulder still hurt?"

Xiao Han got up and stretched, moving his body which was a bit stiff after sitting for a long time.

Seeing Lin Qingluo's movements, he stepped forward and pressed her down gently.

"Your method is very effective. I am already cured. Look, there is really no problem~"

As he spoke, Lin Qingluo raised his arms and made a few movements.

Xiao Han observed her expression and felt relieved when he saw that she really didn't look uncomfortable.

"I haven't fully recovered yet, so it's better not to move around."

Xiao Han stepped forward and gently scratched Lin Qingluo's nose.

"Yeah~ I'll listen to you. By the way, I don't know how Bai Lu and the others are doing? Have they all recovered?"

Lin Qingluo held Xiao Han's hands and looked out the door.

"They should be fine. The doctor has already taken care of them. Besides, Daxun and the others will take care of them, so don't worry~"

After Xiao Han finished speaking, he hugged Lin Qingluo and patted her on the back.

The two began to enjoy the rare time they had together.

In the auxiliary building, unlike what they imagined, the atmosphere here was a bit gloomy.

I was expecting a little ambiguity.

When Wei Daxun and the others returned to the room, they were greeted by frowns.

It turned out that Yang Xiaoyue and the others forced themselves to take off their clothes, causing a secondary strain on their shoulders.

Bai Lu was in severe pain and had cold sweat on her forehead.

When several people saw that the situation was not good, they didn't care to appreciate the looming beautiful scenery.

He quickly ran forward and carefully supported them.

Next came their botched massaging.

The girls, who were originally in pain, looked at their partners' clumsiness, and their faces softened a bit.

My heart felt warm, and unknowingly, the distance between them became a little closer.

The next day, just as it was getting dark, there was a shouting sound outside.

Stepping onto the bed, Lin Qingluo frowned dissatisfied, put her arms around Xiao Han's waist, and arched her arms into his arms.

It wasn't until he found a comfortable position that he relaxed his brows with satisfaction.

As she went through this, Xiao Han opened his eyes.

Looking at Lin Qingluo in his arms, he touched her long hair lovingly.

Hearing the shouts coming from his ears, Xiao Han looked outside the door.

He listened carefully to identify the direction from which the sound came.

It should be a martial arts arena.

Is anyone training there so early?

A trace of curiosity arose in Xiao Han's heart.

Although it is called the Royal Palace euphemistically, the people inside have already changed, and there are no guards left.

It should be the staff here who are being trained now.

Suppressing the curiosity in his heart, Xiao Han pulled up the quilt and planned to sleep for a while longer.

It was still gray outside, and the room was very dark. It was business to hold Lin Qingluo and take a nap.

Thinking about it, Xiao Han hugged the delicate body next to him tightly and closed his eyes again.

After holding on for a moment, he reluctantly opened his eyes.

The shouts and shouts outside continued, making him feel itchy and unable to sleep.

If you don't go and take a look, there will always be something lingering in your mind.

Looking down at the sleeping Lin Qingluo, Xiao Han gently removed her hand from her body.

He held her head and slowly moved her body out.

He picked up the clothes next to him and walked out quietly.

"Xiaohan, where are you going?"

As Xiao Han left the bed, a chill came in.

Stimulated by the coldness, Lin Qingluo shivered and woke up.

I happened to see Xiao Han holding his clothes and sneaking out.

"Sister Qingluo, you're awake. You can sleep a little longer. I'll go out and take a look and I'll be back soon."

Seeing Lin Qingluo wake up, Xiao Han put his clothes on the stool next to him and came back to tuck her in.

"Well, then you go and come back early."

After saying that, Lin Qingluo raised his head slightly.

Xiao Han lowered his head and tapped her lips, rubbed her hair, and then picked up the clothes and put them on.

Lin Qingluo curled up in the quilt, yawned, and slowly closed his eyes.

Xiao Han stepped lightly, opened the door and got out.

It is autumn now, and there is a deep chill in the air.

Xiao Han couldn't help but shudder.

He shrunk, looked in the direction, and walked quickly towards the martial arts arena.

The closer you get, the stronger the sound becomes.

The neat shouts were sonorous and powerful.

It makes people's blood boil.

Xiao Han pushed open the door of the martial arts arena and looked around.

I saw a group of young people wearing dark green short-sleeved shirts forming a formation and performing a set of boxing techniques.

In line with their shouts and shouts, they have a certain power.

For a moment, Xiao Han looked a little fascinated.

My hands and feet are also a little itchy.

"I see you have been standing for a while. Come in and practice together?"

I don't know when, a Jingwu man came to Xiao Han's side.

Looking at the boys on the field, he said calmly.

"Ah~ Hello, I'm sorry, I came here because I heard your voices. Can I see this?"

Startled by the sudden sound, Xiao Han couldn't help but take a step back.

When he saw the figure next to him clearly, he patted his chest hard.

"This is normal training. There is nothing to keep secret. I know you have good skills. Do you want to practice together?"

The man tilted his head towards the inside and said seductively.

In his spare time, he also watched Xiao Han's program.

I was deeply impressed by Xiao Han's fight with the gangsters, and I felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

Yesterday, when he saw Xiao Han in the crowd, he became interested.

Thinking of finding an opportunity to discuss things.

So there was this morning’s morning exercise.

As usual, they will not train here, after all, it is a national security cultural relic.

"Practice? Me?"

After hearing the man's words, Xiao Han pointed to his nose, with a trace of doubt on his face.

My heart is already eager to try.