Crossing the famine, the special agent peasant girl blows up one by one

Song Yanfeng held Qu Qiuning and sat against the tree trunk, while Qu Qiuning fell asleep leaning on Song Yanfeng's chest.

A breeze blew, and Song Yanfeng tightened his arms, worried that the person in his arms would catch a cold.

Looking at the person in my arms, she has a small face the size of a palm, long and curled eyelashes, a small and high nose bridge, and a pink little mouth.

Song Yanfeng swallowed and thought to himself that he was crazy, crazy. His heartbeat actually quickened for this ugly girl.

Song Yanfeng raised his head, closed his eyes, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and leaned against the tree trunk, thinking that when he got out of here, he would definitely find a miracle doctor to cure this girl's illness.

The night was quiet. An hour later, Qu Qiuning slowly opened his eyes and looked up to see a face with clear outlines.

Long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and thin scarlet lips make people want to kiss Fang Ze.

Qu Qiuning immediately lowered her eyes. Although she liked looking at handsome men, she had never wanted to take any.

But the man in front of me had a kind of magic that attracted me.

Qu Qiuning shook her head, and this action made Song Yanfeng open his eyes. Seeing Qu Qiuning wake up, he hurriedly asked:

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah!" Qu Qiuning responded, and tried to climb up from Song Yanfeng somewhat awkwardly.

But Song Yanfeng grabbed her arm, causing her to fall back into his arms.

"Let me go." Qu Qiuning's voice was stiff and full of hostility.

Song Yanfeng was very depressed, frowning slightly, why did this little girl resist his embrace? This is what many women dream of.

Am I not good-looking enough, and is the title of the No. 1 Young Master in Jianghu fake?

Seeing Qu Qiuning's indifferent look, Song Yanfeng had no choice but to let her go.

Qu Qiuning stood up slowly, but his legs were still shaking violently. He fell forward just after taking a step.

Song Yanfeng stretched out his slender arms, put them around Qu Qiuning's waist, and picked her up.

Qu Qiuning had an angry face and was about to speak when Song Yanfeng interrupted her.

"Let's go back early."

Qu Qiuning suddenly lost her temper and let Song Yanfeng carry her back. She was very worried about Qu Xinglan. If she left by herself, it would be dawn when she arrived at the camp.

Qu Qiuning raised her head slightly and stared at Song Yanfeng's handsome face that was almost enchanting. It was not a loss to be hugged by such a handsome man. This was the first time for her to be single after being a single dog for more than 20 years.

When I inadvertently saw the glaring whip marks on Song Yanfeng's snow-white neck, I felt a little distressed.

Song Yanfeng noticed that the little girl was peeking at him, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.

I used to dislike my face as a burden, which attracted many hot butterflies to chase me. But now, I am actually glad that I have this face.

Song Yanfeng was very happy and his steps became much faster. After a while, he saw the campfire in the camp.

"Put me down."

Qu Qiuning spoke up. She didn't want others to see her being carried out of the woods by a man. She didn't mind it, but the feudal little Qu Xinglan would probably have an objection.

Song Yanfeng carefully put Qu Qiuning down, while holding Qu Qiuning's arm.

Qu Qiuning steadied himself, shook off Song Yanfeng's hand, and looked towards the camp.

"Remember to take the medicine."

After saying this, Qu Qiuning walked straight towards the camp.

Song Yanfeng stood with his hands behind his back, a long-lost smile from the heart on his face. Was this girl caring about him?

After watching Qu Qiuning arrive at the camp, Song Yanfeng walked towards the camp with a happy pace.

Qu Qiuning endured the pain all over his body, returned to the camp, and immediately went into Qu Xinglan's tent.

When Cheng Yi saw Qu Qiuning coming back, he immediately stood up from the stool beside the bed and made room for Qu Qiuning.

Qu Qiuning stepped forward to check on Qu Xinglan's condition, and Cheng Yi's eyes were fixed on Qu Qiuning.

When he noticed that Qu Qiuning didn't look as good as before, he couldn't help but worry.

"Girl, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Qu Qiuning answered Cheng Yi while examining Qu Xinglan.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired, I'll be fine after a short rest."

Cheng Yi heard that Qu Qiuning's voice was a little hoarse, and he felt even more nervous.

"Are you really okay?"

Cheng Yi was worried and asked again.

Qu Qiuning stopped talking, just nodded slightly, then sat on the wooden stool, reached out and gently pulled the quilt for Qu Xinglan to cover the shoulders that were exposed outside the quilt.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Cheng. Go and have a rest. I'll keep watch."

"I see that you don't look well, let me do it!" Cheng Yi looked worried.

"No, you go and rest." Qu Qiuning politely declined.

Cheng Yi had no choice but to walk out of the tent, just in time to see Song Yanfeng walking back slowly, with a smug look on his face.

Then he walked to Cheng Yi, leaned over to him, found an open space outside the tent and sat down, took out the medicine bottle from his sleeve, and started applying the medicine himself.

Cheng Yi looked at Song Yanfeng's actions and wondered in his heart, could he be that person? But after thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible.

Song Yanfeng, who was applying the medicine, had already noticed that Cheng Yi was looking at him, and he was also very puzzled.

Although this man's beard concealed his true appearance, his oppressive aura could not hide his noble appearance.

The girl called him Cheng Yi, and Song Yanfeng's heart suddenly tightened. Could it be someone else?

But it was rumored that he had betrayed his country and died on the battlefield. How could he be here? And he was a cripple. It was impossible!

Just as Song Yanfeng fell into deep thought, a fatherly voice came from the side.

"I have met you, sir."

Song Yanfeng looked up and saw that it was the girl's cousin. The girl didn't recognize her. What was she doing here? Song Yanfeng looked at Qu Zhen expressionlessly.

Qu Zhen held a set of light blue clothes in both hands and handed it to Song Yanfeng.

"Sir, this is my sister's friend. Zhen'er saw that your clothes were torn, so she sent you a set of thin clothes. I beg you not to dislike it."

After Qu Zhen finished speaking, she turned her head away shyly, waiting for Song Yanfeng to take the clothes from her hands.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. Qu Zhen turned around and found that Song Yanfeng had already gone far away.

Qu Zhen clenched her hands and looked towards Qu Qiuning's tent, her eyes flashing with jealousy and endless hatred.

Qu Qiuning in the tent curled the corners of his mouth. This white lotus was not sleeping in the middle of the night. It turned out that she came to show her affection. What a pity, what a pity.

Qu Qiuning looked at Qu Xinglan who was sleeping soundly, and felt very guilty. If he had come a step later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

She swore to take good care of him, but now that he was so badly injured, she would never let him out of her sight again.

Qu Qiuning took out a bag of glucose and drank it, then took a few vitamin tablets, and only then did he feel better.

But the original owner's body was too weak, and his eyelids could no longer hold up, so Qu Qiuning had no choice but to close his eyes and rest on the spot.

When Qu Qiuning was in a daze, she seemed to hear someone calling her.

"Qu girl, Qu girl"

Gu Qingshu rubbed his hands anxiously outside the tent.

Qu Qiuning walked out of the tent and saw Gu Qingshu seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Uncle Gu, is there something wrong?"

Gu Qingshu said with some embarrassment: "The villagers are about to set off. I wonder how Xinglan's injury is?"