After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

His remedy is in the details, and the brilliance and beauty of human nature will surely come as promised.

When Liuan meets the light, there should be a village of wine songs.

He stayed by Liu An's bed all night, pulled the quilt for him several times, his head was shaking, but the dagger in his hand was tightly clenched.

"Sleep well, I'll protect you."

Liu An snorted coldly in disdain, but still obediently closed her eyes, letting go of all vigilance and slack.

As long as there is a senior brother by his side, he can let go of all his defenses, be safe and down-to-earth, close his eyes and behave like a cat.

Sometimes he also wondered if his senior brother had played a trick on him.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the chill was getting heavier. He couldn't help tightening his clothes, breathing back and forth into his mouth, and his legs became weaker and weaker.

Even so, he still held on to the dagger firmly, dozed off from sleepiness, and still stared at the door.

For the blackened villain, of course we have to use our sincerity to sentimentalize him. What is this little suffering?

Even if you go to the knife, you will not hesitate!

In order to go home and leave this world of paper men, he worked hard, gritted his teeth!

But his eyelids didn't listen at all, he tilted his head and swayed his body, almost directly onto Liu An's body, but luckily his two hands were on Liu An's waist.

He let out a breath, and then his hand was grabbed by Liu An, but Liu An fell into a drowsy sleep: "I'm so thirsty..."

Thirst in the middle of the night what?

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up obediently and poured him a glass of water, but he felt that something was wrong when he handed it to Liu An's mouth, if he poured it directly like this, his clothes might get wet.

With a sigh, he had no choice but to hug Liu An's head, patiently handed the cup to his mouth, and fed him slowly.

Even so, water still dripped from the corner of his mouth from time to time, and he didn't have time to find a veil to wipe it off, so he had to wipe it off with Liu An directly with his fingertips.

Although Hua Ming also practiced martial arts since he was a child, his skin is more supple than others, so the fingertips also have some gentle touch, like a trickle flowing.

The water was poured down with great difficulty. He just put down the cup and was about to stretch his sore arms, but someone hugged his waist tightly again.

Liu An's body was trembling constantly, and her voice was weak: "Brother, I'm cold, I'm so cold..."

"Then you cover the quilt, or else, drink some hot tea?"

Liu An shook his head, grabbed his wrist and spit out a mouthful of black blood, "Brother, I might be dying soon."

"It's really cold, so cold..."

Liu An's hand was very strong, as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw, or like a crab's pincers, grabbing his wrist tightly: "Brother, I'm going to die, isn't it..."

As he spoke, Liu An's whole body also rubbed against his body, with his head resting on his chest, and he wanted to push Liu An away.

It's just that Liu An's hands are cold, like ice in winter.

Under some unexpected circumstances, he patted Liu An on the back lightly, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you won't die..."

"Senior brother, help me warm up, okay..."

He even grabbed Liu An's hand, put it on his lips and let out a soft breath: "Okay, senior brother will help you warm up, senior brother will help you..."

Liu An's hair was hanging in his arms, hanging wantonly towards his arms, his body was still trembling slightly: "Brother, don't abandon me, don't..."

"I do not know……"

Before he finished speaking, Liu An seemed to be more agitated. He simply pulled out his hand, pushed him hard, and pressed him against the bed.

His neck was strangled by Liu An again, what kind of operation is it to strangle his neck if he disagrees with him?

You can do whatever you want, don't kill yourself...

Boldly, he patted Liu An on the back lightly, looked at him tenderly and said, "It's okay, brother will always be with you."

"Hey, calm down, take a deep breath, come with me, exhale...inhale..."

Liu An's consciousness was pulled back a little bit, he stared blankly at the senior brother under him, his fingers also left his neck, but the whole body fell completely on his chest.

"Brother, I can't move, I'm so cold."

"Everyone wanted to kill me, and senior brother also wanted my life, but it was obviously senior brother who saved me in the first place..."

"Brother, why do you think I'm a bad person just based on a hexagram, I feel wronged..."

Liu An closed his eyes and talked for a while in a drowsy state, with some crying in his voice, which sounded aggrieved.

It's like a helpless child, like a little hedgehog with its thorns.

"Senior brother is so warm, like a big stove."

As he spoke, his hands hugged him a little tighter, Hua Ming felt some coldness on his body, Hua Ming originally wanted to refuse.

But seeing Liu An's tightly frowning brows stretched out, he also sighed, thinking that as long as he can influence Liu An with love and sincerity, it would be all right to make Liu An abandon the darkness and turn to the light.

Although their postures are not very good-looking now, they are just a patient who is unconscious, what are they thinking so much about?

This is the script of Xianxia and Wuxia, but he has no other feelings.

At best, it is socialist brotherhood, good brothers, and friends walking together for life.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and his eyelids couldn't bear it at all. Before he knew it, his hands were on Liu An's waist, and the breath of the two patted each other's faces, but they couldn't bear it either. There is nothing wrong with that.

The bright moon is bright, no matter how high it hangs, it will still be completely covered by a dark cloud.

The sound of the wind became more and more urgent, low and low, and there was a crisp sound when it slapped on the leaves.

As the night passed, some people slept peacefully, while others suffered from sore backs.

The sunlight fell on Hua Ming's face, it was very dazzling, he opened his eyes in pain, and met Liu An's smiling eyes.

"Brother, why did you fall asleep with me in your arms?"

"Obviously you are holding me down, get up!"

Hua Ming pushed him vigorously, but his strength seemed to be useless at all, and Liu An still lay firmly on his body.

"Hey, get up, I'm so sore."

"Where is the sour?"

"Everywhere is sour."

Hua Ming answered angrily, "I couldn't move last night, and the bed seems to be extraordinarily hard, and my waist is so sore...

"Otherwise, I'll help my brother massage and help each other."

The corner of Hua Ming's mouth twitched, and he opened his hand: "Don't touch me!"

"Senior brother was so gentle last night, but now he is turning his face and denying others. Senior brother will really change his face."

Hua Ming: "..."

Taking advantage of his inattention, Hua Ming pushed him away forcefully, then sat up from the bed, gasping for breath: "If it wasn't for your pity, how could I..."