Chapter 191 (1/2)

With that, he went to see Wei Yan.

Wei Yan has not seen for a long time, and his face of Qing Jun and Jun adds a bit of Junlang. Close look at him, still can't find any blemish on the face, the skin is delicate, almost can't see pores, but the facial features are strong and strong, without a trace of femininity.

”I'm not afraid of the cold.” Finally, the thin red lips opened slightly.

Zheng Quzhi found that he really liked Wei Yan's voice. He always wanted to coax him to say more. He said, ”what's not afraid of cold? Look at you. You're cold.”

Then he put his hand on Wei Yan.

His hand was on his waist, and, as expected, it was cold. This person, in the summer is ice cold, to the winter is not an ice block?

I don't know how this person's constitution can be like this. If the summer is OK, the air conditioner for walking should be as comfortable as possible. But in winter, the cold air of this person can be felt several meters away.

Suddenly, Zheng Quzhi made a move.

Wei Yan's stiffness can be seen with the naked eye. When he thinks of Wei Yan's dislike of being touched by others, Zheng Quzhi turns back. After a few seconds, I think of Wei Yan's business of pulling himself, and I think it may be that I think too much.

”I'm not cold. You go out.”

When she was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, Wei Yan's voice sounded again, with some estrangement.

Zheng Quzhi sank his face and just wanted to meet him, he was caught off guard and sneezed loudly again. His saliva sprayed Wei Yan's face.

Wei Yan:

Zheng Quzhi: ”...”

For a long time, the room fell silent.

Finally, Zheng Quzhi took the lead in breaking the awkward atmosphere, reached out and wiped the saliva on Wei Yan's face, and said, ”I didn't mean to.”

There are some nasal sounds in the conversation, and the cold tends to get worse. He couldn't help but sniff again. He was glad he didn't throw it out.

”Cai Zhen has cold medicine.” Wei Yan stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with headache. ”I'm not feeling well. You go out.”

Physical discomfort?

Zheng Quzhi took a look at Wei Yan's face. Seeing that he was pale, he was slightly surprised: ”are you uncomfortable? What's the trouble? ”

After a pause, he remembered that he and Wei Yan had been beaten several times in the dreamland. He couldn't help but mention his heart: ”is it because of the fantasy?”

But why did he wake up with nothing but a cold? On the contrary, I feel that I have some strength, even if I have a cold, I feel energetic.

”Well.” Wei Yan responded with a low voice, and her drooping eyelashes trembled. She looked pathetic.

Hesitating for a while, Zheng Quzhi sat up, picked up his clothes, exposed his back to Wei Yan, and said, ”are all my injuries gone?”

In front of him to see several times, there is no trace, do not know the back of the whip marks, those are still in. Isn't it said in the book that it was hurt, it would double in reality?

Wei Yan quickly moved away from his eyes and coughed: ”no more.”

Hearing the affirmative answer, Zheng Quzhi opened the quilt and went to pull Wei Yan's clothes: ”I'll see if you're ok...”