I saw...

There was a piece of flesh on the little guy's white and tender arms, and the pink flesh was exposed outside. The blood stains around him had not yet solidified. It was obvious that he had just been injured.

Yan Jinglan carefully discovered that the wound of the flesh was very neat, as if it had been cut off with a knife.

He thought of something and looked at the burning flame on the ground again.

Soon, he discovered the problem.

Is this the cream made from the little guy's flesh?

The cave was empty and nothing.

And that little ointment can't burn out.

He had to admit this fact.

He didn't expect that the little guy who was crying and asking him to make her an oil lamp would be willing to make himself an oil lamp for him.

This is the first time that someone has treated him so well.

Since he was born, Yan Jinglan was an unwelcome person.

Even his father thought he was a disaster star that would bring disaster.

He longed for the love of his father since he was a child, but he failed again and again.

When he was five years old, Yanjing State offended Mo Yuan State. Without thinking, the father directly sent him to Mo Yuan State as a proton.

He thought that changing a place was a new beginning, but he didn't expect that he just changed from tiger mouth to wolf mouth.

So he never trusts anyone, especially women.

The cluster of flames in front of me seemed to be a ray of sunshine, quietly shining into Yan Jinglan's dark and cold heart, and a ray of warmth flowed into him.

Yan Jinglan's fair and delicate face loosened a little, and he looked at the little thing in his arms deeply.

Suddenly, his movements of holding the little thing became a little gentler.

His white palm pinched the little guy's bloody arm, picked up the medicine bottle on the ground, and wanted to apply medicine to the little thing.

But I found that the medicine bottle was empty.

The medicine was applied to him.

Yan Jinglan took off the sachet on his body, made several dried herbs inside into powder, and then applied them to Jiaojiao's wound.

"Um~ it hurts~"

"Don't make oil lamps~"

The little guy's brows frowned, and his little body twisted into a ball in Yan Jinglan's arms, like a worm, and he refused to let Yan Jinglan take medicine.

Yan Jinglan held the little hand in her hand and prevented her from moving. She forced the powder to sprinkle on it and said.

"I won't make you an oil lamp."

The little guy was coaxed and stopped making trouble. He sat obediently in his arms, his white and tender face leaned against his chest, his little mouth raised, and he began to sob again.

"Brother~Beautiful brother, don't ignore Jiaojiao, okay..."

"Jiaojiao will give you all the delicious Tangtang... grandma will give you drink too... I will give you green tea tea, can you care about me..."

Yan Jinglan's eyebrows moved, he raised his head, looked at her with dark phoenix eyes, and said for a long time.

"I don't want your sugar, nor your milk, nor do I need the big princess."

After taking the medicine, he put down her hand and rang in the deserted cave with a little weak and hoarse voice.

"As long as you are obedient, you won't lie to me."

I don’t know if I heard it, but the little guy finally stopped making trouble and leaned in his arms and slept for a while. The little face of the bun was reflected in the fire, dyeing a ray of pink.

Yan Jinglan opened the cloak and hugged the little guy's body a little tighter.

The two snuggled up to each other and kept warm to each other.

After a while, Jiaojiao woke up.

She saw the boy who also woke up and shouted happily: "Beautiful brother, you are alive! That's great!"

Yan Jinglan saw the little thing's cat's eyes shiny, as pure as the blue sky.

He leaned against the mountain wall behind him, his beautiful outline was still cold and emotionally unconscious. The Adam's apple moved and asked.
Chapter completed!