Lan Qingya was a little angry: "Can you please stop being so willful? What time is it now?"

"Do you know how worried I was when you were unconscious? Who asked you to rush out at that time?"

"Now that things have turned out like this, how can I explain this to your father?"

Tu Shanwei lowered his eyes to hide the hurt in them.

The only thing she cares about is that she can't explain to his father?

"I... just wanted to protect you... I did it subconsciously."

Lan Qingya: ...

"Then why don't you let me go look for someone now?"

Tu Shanwei pursed his lips: "I'm awake... I want to be alone with you for a while..."

Lan Qingya: ...

[My enemy, I really can't do anything to you. 】

She sat back on the bed silently and put her hand into his palm again.

Tu Shanwei has really grown up, he is no longer that immature boy.

The broad palm could completely wrap around Lan Qingya's slender hand.

Just as he would rush in front of her to protect her without hesitation.

"Sister, are there fireworks outside?"

"Ah."

"I want to see."

Lan Qingya looked at his wounds, gently lifted him up with her magical power, and brought him to the window.

She opened the window and the dark night sky outside was illuminated by brilliant and colorful fireworks.

The colorful shapes embellish the quiet night, bringing a breathtakingly beautiful romance.

Tu Shanwei quietly reached out and held her hand, but he was too shy to look at her. He just stared stiffly at the fireworks in the sky to hide his nervousness.

Lan Qingya turned her head and looked at him. The intact half of his face was still as beautiful as ever, while the other half of his festering face was hidden in the darkness.

She couldn't see it, but she couldn't ignore it.

Holding his hand instead, she quietly moved closer to him.

Leaning her head on his shoulder, she whispered, "It's so beautiful. It's even more beautiful when I see it with you."

Tu Shanwei once wondered if he was dreaming tonight.

Are you still trapped in such a beautiful dream and haven’t woken up yet?

Was it all his hallucination?

Otherwise, why is Qingqing beside me so gentle and considerate, not as distant as before.

The huge happiness made him feel dizzy. He turned his head reluctantly and the corner of his lips touched her forehead.

In the past, he would lean over and kiss her fiercely to express his feelings.

But that kind of kiss was not as good as the gentle touch on her forehead at this moment, with a bit of subtle tenderness, but it was another kind of pleasure that penetrated the heart and made people more moved.

They stayed in each other's arms for a long time, fireworks blooming in their eyes.

Finally, Lan Qingya closed the window.

"You just woke up and need to rest." As she said this, she controlled her magical power and carefully put Tu Shanwei back on the bed.

Her movements were extremely gentle, and Tu Shanwei felt as if this was a wonderful dream, and he wanted to indulge in it forever.

After he lay down, Lan Qingya took the initiative to walk to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.

Putting her arms around his waist, she raised her head and gently kissed his festering and scabby face.

"Go to sleep. I'll stay here with you. We'll go call for help tomorrow morning."

Tu Shanwei hummed and pressed his cheek against her forehead, feeling her intimacy and indulgence, with an indelible sweetness in his heart.

After a long time, Lan Qingya opened her eyes and looked into his dark gray eyes.

"Aren't you going to sleep? Why don't you close your eyes?"

"I'm afraid it's just a dream, and you'll be changed when you wake up."

Lan Qingya couldn't help but reflect on whether she was too passive in her relationship with Tu Shanwei, and that she didn't give him enough emotional value, which made him so pitiful.

She immediately leaned forward, wrapped her arms around his waist even more tightly, carefully avoided the wound with her head, and gently rubbed his shoulders and arms twice.

Finally, she found a comfortable position and wrapped her legs around his legs like an octopus, making Tu Shanwei laugh and cry.

"Okay, let's sleep like this. When you wake up tomorrow you'll know this isn't a dream."

Tu Shanwei just felt that the feeling in his heart was very novel.

It was as if the land, which had experienced the entire cold winter, suddenly sprouted with vigorous vitality after the Waking of Insects, and produced gorgeous flowers crazily.

The flowers bloom for the elegance of the orchid.

She is the spring rain that nourishes his heart, as precious as oil.

He nodded obediently and finally closed his eyes, feeling the body temperature of the person next to him. For the first time, he didn't have those beastly thoughts and just wanted to be with her quietly like this.

"Xiao Wei..."

Lan Qingya's sweet and soft voice was almost inaudible, but he still captured it keenly.

"From now on, I will be your Qingqing."

As she spoke, her breathing gradually became longer and she fell into a deep and sweet dream.

She had hardly had any rest these days and was really tired.

With her by his side, Tu Shanwei fell asleep quickly.

A dreamless night.

At dawn the next day, he woke up to her gentle kiss.

He vaguely realized that last night's happiness was real, and from now on she would be his Qingqing. The wounds on his body became less painful.

Lan Qingya kissed him awake, her voice slightly hoarse from the morning: "Little fox, wake up, Ying Zhao and the others will be here soon."

As she said this, she was about to stand up, but he pulled her into his arms in a coquettish yet somewhat forceful manner.

[When he woke up yesterday, he couldn't even speak clearly, but now he can do such excessive movements? ]

Lan Qingya complained in her heart, but she didn't push him away with a bit of doting on him.

Tu Shanwei pressed her whole body under him, sniffing her scent greedily.

Why do the three words "little fox" sound so nice when they come out of her mouth?

With close relatives that only two people understand.

In the morning, one of Tu Shanwei's family members who came with him was particularly excited.

Lan Qingya was as docile in his arms as a delicate flower that could be bullied at will.

Someone couldn't help but arch his back to express his desire.

Lan Qingya: ...

"You're still hurt!"

[I just praised you for being good yesterday, and now you’re doing this to me. If you don’t behave, I’ll dig your wounds twice! ]

Tu Shanwei hugged her tighter, took a deep breath of her scent, and let her go before Lan Qingya got angry.

He lay back on the bed with a look of pain on his face, successfully softening her heart.

She stood up, tidied up the restless Tu Shanwei, made him lie down quietly, and turned to leave the yard.

I saw Mu Yu coming towards me, who had gotten up early and was holding a cage in his hand.

After spending a few days together, they found that they had similar personalities and became very familiar with each other.

Lan Qingya was in a good mood: "Xiaoyu, what is this?"

Mu Yu smiled sweetly: "I donated a litter of bunnies. Now their fur has grown out. They are so cute. I'll bring them to you to see."

Lan Qingya took the cage with surprise, put it next to the wooden table in the front yard, and bent down to look at it.

The little rabbits inside are no bigger than a palm. They come in white, black, and gray colors, and are soft and cute.

Seeing that she liked it, Mu Yu couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips: "You play for a while, I'll go get water for Master Tushan."

Lan Qingya responded and couldn't help but open the cage, took out four little rabbits and put them on the ground to play with them.

As soon as Mu Yu left, a few children appeared at the gate of the yard.

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