"You …"
"Ahem ….." Liu Changyuan just wanted to talk and coughed obsessively. At first glance, his face was as white as paper, which was even scarier than a white hair.
"Don’t talk, lie down first."
Xiao Jing helped him to lie down and saw that people were dying. He was so worried that he forgot a pair of small hands rummaging around him.
"Dan medicine? Where is it … why can’t I find it? "
Suddenly, I grasped this pair of messy little hands.
Two people’s skin touching each other is actually hotter than burning people.
Xiao Jing’s heart jumped to pull out his hand, but he was held more vigorously. He looked up and fell into a pair of deep and bottomless eagle eyes.
Those eyes seem to hide rough waves and inexplicable feelings, which makes people throb.
Xiao Jing was a tight clumsily put aside eyes but heard a low smile.
Bed Liu Changyuan smiles like a clear wave with his eyes closed, but he is seriously injured and happy.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Okay, then I won’t laugh."
Xiao Jing gave him a lecture, but he couldn’t hear what he said.
However, Lu Changyuan still looked at him silently without delving into it, and he couldn’t wait to stop and stay at this moment forever.
"Teacher younger brother, I am very happy …"
"You’ve said that for the third time."
Lu Changyuan smiled and murmured, "It’s the third time …" But he wanted to say it again ten million times.
No, maybe more than a million times, you should be able to get along with him day and night, feel his joys and sorrows, and every minute is worth remembering.
At this moment, Liu Changyuan is happy. He knows that people are really smiling and complaining. All smiles are reflected in his eyes and engraved in his bones.
His younger brother was chirping around like a bird.
It’s a pity that I don’t know how to cherish the treasure I once missed.
Lu Changyuan once thought that no matter how heavy his injury was or how painful his body was, it wouldn’t hurt Xiao Jing.
The physical injury can still be healed, but once the heart is hurt and you don’t want to stay, should it be cured?
His younger brother was a childhood sweetheart …
Still heartache?
A bitter smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. Liu Changyuan grabbed his greasy little hand and almost prayed, "I’m a little tired, teacher younger brother. Please sleep with me for a while."
Xiao Jing opened his mouth to see him. He was really tired. His eyelids were too tired to open for a while, but he couldn’t bear to refuse to mutter and sleep gently on the inside.
Liu Changyuan’s broken hand and swinging sleeves are terrible.
Move to the inside. Xiao Jing is very careful for fear of touching his wound.
Unexpectedly, the man suddenly held him in his arms.
"Ah, I touched your shoulder!" Xiao Jing is emotional and will get up immediately. "Show me if it’s bleeding."
"No bleeding, no pain"
"How can it not hurt?" Xiao Jing was so angry that she sat on the bed and asked him to undress without saying anything.
Lu Changyuan smiled and closed his eyes and asked, "Do you really want me to undress, junior?"
Xiao Jing blushed slightly and suddenly lay down under the covers.
The heartbeat is clear.
Xiao Jing heart panic couldn’t help thinking at the moment the right hand was a big grasp stunned motionless.
"You …"
"I’ll just hold it for a while, teacher younger brother."
Xiao Jing was hot and vague and said, "Can you wait …"
I always feel that men are testing step by step.
The years in the abode of fairies and immortals are quiet and good
Xiao Jing, who has been running around for many days, is also very tired. Listening to the man’s calm heartbeat, he feels that his eyes are gradually closed.
Breathing heavily and gently, the man slowly opened his eyes and stared at him. He was tired and tired, but he didn’t want to close his eyes for fear that he might lose his lover accidentally.
There seems to be a strange charm in Xiao Jing’s body. He is as dazzling as the moon and as calm as water. No matter where he is, he is the focus of the crowd
Admiring others is like crossing the river, and yourself is just one of them.
Thinking about thinking about Liu Changyuan’s chest hurts more. Although he is held in his arms and feels his warmth, he still feels unreal.
"Teacher younger brother …"
"My teacher younger brother …"
Liu Changyuan eyes warm arm slowly tightening a call to him.
Mist and thick clouds quietly at night
Xiao Jing woke up from a man’s arms and his face was burning, and his heart throbbed slightly.
Glancing at Liu Changyuan, who is still meditating and practicing rolling magic gas, trapped him in it.
Most days are fun.
Xiao Jing talked and rummaged casually, but she couldn’t read a word.
The magic gas around is getting colder and colder, and Liu Changyuan’s breath is getting more and more strange. The magic lines on his forehead spread to occupy half of his face.
At this moment, Lu Changyuan … can’t turn back.
Lying in the abode of fairies and immortals, Xiao Jing’s eyelids are heavy and he wants to sleep again.