Hua Weiluo took the bowl of Chinese medicine without hesitation this time, letting the strong bitter taste wreak havoc on her tongue. Little by little, she carefully fed all the concoction in the bowl to Zhishan.
After finishing the bowl of medicine, Hua Weiluo carefully wiped the medicine juice that slightly leaked from the corners of Zhishan's lips, and then put him back on the bed.
Within a moment, his pale lips began to gain some color, and his almost transparent cheeks gradually recovered.
Hua Weiluo looked at Zhishan with surprise on her face, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his palm. Although it was still a little cold, it was no longer as cold as before.
"Little Junior Brother..." Hua Weiluo held his palm tightly with her small hands, put his slightly cold palm against her cheek, trying to convey some heat to him, and said: "Little Junior Brother... can you hear it?
Do I speak..."
Zhishan's eyes were tightly closed, and there was still no reaction. It was just that there was some blood on his lips just now, and now the color began to fade away again.
Hua Weiluo felt that there was a hint of warmth in his palm just now, but at this moment it seemed to be returning to coldness. She couldn't help feeling anxious, and threw herself on Zhishan, and two crystal clear tears fell instantly.
It fell on his coat, "Junior brother, don't go back to your cold demeanor so quickly..."
She leaned forward gently, as if she had finally made up her mind, kissed his fair and slender neck with a pair of warm lips, and gently opened the clothes on his chest with ten slender jade fingers.
His white and strong chest was completely displayed in front of her.
Hua Weiluo gently touched his smooth skin with a pair of slender hands. The cool touch on her fingertips made her tears finally fall down like broken beads.
Why...why was the younger brother who proposed to her so peacefully during the day, now lying on the bed without any response, no matter how she called him, there was no response.
She had already decided to marry him, and she was looking forward to being his bride with peace of mind after all these things were over, but why did their bridal chamber have to be held under such circumstances...
Hua Weiluo cried and kissed his jade-white skin gently, her warm tears and soft lips falling on his chest at the same time.
Zhishan felt as if he was soaked in an endless sea of ice. The temperature was so low that he almost thought he was dead.
However, bursts of warmth suddenly came from his body, with a hint of moisture, making him seem to have regained a little sense.
He tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't. A familiar call came vaguely in his ears. He wanted to answer, but he couldn't do it.
The bursts of warmth that came from his body seemed to slowly gather into a warm bonfire. He felt as if there was a flame beating around in his body. His unconscious fingertips moved slightly, and from
Two syllables came out vaguely from his throat: "Luo'er..."
The figure of Hua Weiluo paused slightly, and looked up at Zhishan's face in disbelief. His eyes were still tightly closed, and his delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned even after he fainted.
