Chapter 1289： Bai Lian tenderness and smoke (2/2)

Xiao Hou couldn't help bending his eyes. It was the first time I saw her look like a tiger, but he couldn't help it now and couldn't let her leave. Just go with her like this, wait into the room and find a reason Deceive her away!

Pang Yuejing didn't know what he was thinking, thinking that he had compromised, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and devoted himself to procrastination.

Just such a close distance, it can be said that he was leaning on her whole body, and the hot breath sprayed on her face, ears, and neck, causing her to breathe quickly.

Looking down slightly, you can see his lean chest inside his open collar, and--

No no no, he was a patient, how could she think of it, she felt shame for her own thoughts at this time.

Feeling that he was very uncomfortable, she immediately retracted her mind, and did not dare to think about it any more, but took him forward with difficulty and persistence.

Although he was on the verge of being in a coma at this time, his mind was still awake.

As far as her eyes were concerned, she was panting and holding her teeth.

His eyes could not help but gradually soften, as if he hadn't looked at her so closely.

The room was close at hand, but his eyes darkened little by little, and even with her appearance, he slowly drowned in the darkness.

”Xiao Hou, don't sleep, wake up—”

Feeling that the weight on her body had suddenly dropped, she realized that he had closed his eyes and his breathing had weakened. Her whole heart suddenly panicked, and her speech froze.

Not knowing where the strength came from, she speeded up and took him into the room, then laid him flat on the bed.

At this moment he was flushed and hot, and she scrambled to find a washbasin and cloth to wipe his face with water.

But after a while, the heat on his body rose instead of falling.

Her heart was more flustered, the whole yard was quiet, but she was unconscious on her hand, and for a moment, it felt like the sky had fallen.

Chaotic in the dim, Xiao Hou felt like he was in the fire, as if the whole person was about to be swallowed up, too tired, too painful, and the awareness of survival was slowly engulfed.

However, a voice came from a distant place, like a clear spring, poured on his body, allowing him to recover a little bit of Qingming in an instant.

He slowly opened his eyes, and after getting used to the light, he saw people lying on him crying uncontrollably.

There was a pity in his eyes.

”What are you crying for?”

Pang Yuejing felt a gentle force over her head, and could not help raising her head in tears, and met his thick eyes.

She snorted and cried out with a ”wow”.

”You scared me, I thought you could never wake up again.”

”I just searched the courtyard just now, and nobody was there. I walked around the courtyard and there was no one.”

”I'm afraid you won't find me when you wake up, and you'll never wake up again. I dare not leave you for too long and can only come back.”

”But watching your breath become weaker and weaker, I'm so scared, so scared!”

”...”

The girl in front of her rushed up, hugged him hard, and cried.

Xiao Hou felt that somewhere in his heart became soft instantly and his eyes were full of love.

”Don't cry, I'm fine.”

In response, however, he was crying more heartily.