Everywhere you look, everything is soft and white.
There was only another hint of pink on the pair of trembling little white rabbits that rose and fell with her breathing.
It is an amazing temptation, a fatal charm that lures men to desire.
Gorgeous and charming.
Mesmerizing and captivating!
But at this moment, in addition to the visual impact, this temptation brought him more self-blame, an unfathomable desire to hold her tightly and lock her firmly in his arms.
Thoughts.
The iron-clad man felt a sense of fear for the first time.
He was afraid that if he let go again, Xiao Nier would leave him...
"Blood...blood...cold...so cold..."
Bo Jinghan, who was so burned that all the bones in his body were soft, was trembling all over and talking incomprehensible gibberish.
They were all very short bytes, but to Lu Yan's ears, every word was engraved in his heart.
Like a knife cutting.
"Be good, Jinghan, be good...it's safe here. As long as I'm here, no one will hurt you again! No..."
He pulled the quilt over and wrapped her tightly.
Lu Yan hugged her from behind and whispered comfort in her ear.
This warm and mellow voice was so soft that it almost made one's mouth water. It was not at all like the usual overbearing and chilling voice.
But Lu Yan, who was anxious, didn't notice it himself, and Xiao Nizi, who had been burned and confused for a long time and could hardly tell the difference between east, west and north, was even less likely to notice.
She just vaguely felt that someone was calling her, and that there was a warm support behind her.
Jinghan is good, Jinghan is good...
It seemed like she hadn't heard anything like this for many years.
In the nightmare, the darkness gradually receded, and the smell of blood that enveloped her seemed to disappear.
And the lingering knife edge deep in the heart, and the ferocious and desperate face, were slowly sealed again with the comforting voice that seemed to come from the sky, but was very close at hand.
"Mom...Mom..."
The dry, slightly pale lips trembled slightly.
She murmured out the name that carried her countless nightmares.
A line of tears slid down the corners of her eyes.
Crystal clear, clear.
Hanging on the eyelashes, trembling slightly.
It snaked down across the nose, lip line, and then pursed into the lips.
His throat was tight, and Lu Yan couldn't help but take a breath. The hand that was stroking her paused slightly, and then he hugged little Nier tighter.
There was a vague feeling in my heart that I couldn't describe.
Perhaps I am used to seeing her madness, her strength, her self-denial, her intelligence, her shrewdness, her strategizing, even when she is sad, she has a strong energy...
This little Nier has always been like a charming and cunning little fox, a little wild cat with backbones all over her body, who often does some desperate things. She has such a wicked temper that she is like a stubborn donkey.
, but now, he saw her fragile side.
"Mother……"
"Don't leave...me..."
"I'm afraid...afraid..."
In a coma, Bo Jinghan's pointed, frowning brows were slightly twisted and wrinkled into a small ball.
The originally pale and lovely cheeks were showing an abnormal flush.
The dry and slightly bloodless lips opened and closed, and they kept mumbling.
She was so burned that she called her mother for a long time, feeling sad and sorrowful. There was even a hint of despair in her trembling voice——
