Yun Qi was pushed to the ground with red eyes. She used too much force and almost knocked him away. Yun Qi could not do anything martial arts. She fell down and knocked over the screen.
He didn't even snort, just looking at her with red eyes
Qianqian turned over and sat up, regretting that she had done so hard just now, but she would never say anything to comfort her at this time.
The person who was confused just now was Yunqi, and he angered her first
"I'm not crazy." The boy gritted his teeth, his chest was fluctuating, his breath was a little rapid, and he was confused, "I'm just sick..."
"Is sick?" Qian Qian looked at him, feeling that his face was much paler than when he saw it just now. I don't know if it was because of the lights at night, but it seemed that there was no blood at all.
Thinking that Yun Qi is indeed a patient, at this time, it can almost be judged as a terminal illness.
My heart became soft again, and I couldn't make up my heart after all. Looking at his bloodless face, I felt as unforgivable as a sinner who had made some big mistakes
"What's wrong with you?" The voice softened a little. I pretended that what had just happened. Yun Qi was a young master who had been used to being plagued by the moon by the stars since he was a child. Some things he did can only be used to be willful.
'Two words to describe it
In fact, he has no malice and no offensiveness. When he gets emotional for a while, he will inevitably feel a little hot-headed, it doesn't matter
She walked to Yunqiu, squatted down, and looked at his quick breathing, and the blue-white color on her face couldn't help but be startled: "Are you sick?"
Yunqi shook his head, his eyes red like a little rabbit, with some innocent pain: "Qianqian..." He leaned over gently
Qianqian didn't dodge, and took his hand up, it was so cold!
"Yunqi, wait a minute, I'll ask someone to come in!" She stood up and wanted to leave
"Don't..." Yun Qi stubbornly grabbed her and kept shaking her head. Qianqian couldn't persuade him, so he had to pat his back gently and comfort him: "Don't be excited, just relax slowly..."
Yun Qi buried his head in her shoulder and murmured: "Qianqian, I'm sick, I can't cure it..."
"No, it can be cured!"
"No, it cannot be cured." He was very stubborn. His smile was always full of hope, but today he could never see it again