The man's face looked darker than before, and Long Qian really couldn't understand it.
"Aren't you starting to have a fever?" She leaned forward and touched his forehead.
"No, then what's wrong with you?"
Chu Dongling still didn't speak, and Long Qian's patience was almost worn out by him.
"What do you want?" She let go of him and sat next to him.
"I said I would be responsible for you. If you have any requests, you can tell me directly. If you are like him, it will not be fun."
The same goes for that guy Chu Dongling. He doesn't speak when he's angry. How could she possibly guess it if he didn't speak?
I hate this kind of person the most. Why should others try to figure out his thoughts?
"Who?" Chu Dongling said lightly.
It feels like you are talking about yourself!
Long Qian looked up at him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I won't talk about him anymore. How are you? Are you really shy?"
"But you started to take off your clothes as soon as you came in, and your movements were very skillful. I thought you were different from other men."
"Other...men?" Chu Dongling frowned.
Long Qian stood up, came behind him, and picked up his long, wet hair.
"You really shouldn't get your hair wet, you can easily catch a cold."
Chu Dongling took her hand, pulled her out from behind, and gave her a gentle push.
Long Qian took a few steps back knowingly and frowned at him.
I saw him closing his eyes, frowning slightly, and his body began to smoke.
Soon, he opened his eyes again and waved to her.
Long Qian ran over and touched his long hair: "It's done, it's all done."
Drying your hair internally is actually possible.
Long Qian's eyes gradually went down and fell on his pants.
Chu Dongling coughed slightly and bent one of his long legs.
Long Qian knew that he was shy and it was not good to tease him anymore. His hair was dry and his pants should be dry too.
She let go of his long hair, walked a few steps outside, and lowered her head to untie the clothesline behind his back.
"There is a lot of hay and firewood in the cave. I will light the fire first and you can take a rest."
Long Qian took off his night clothes, came to Chu Dongling's side, threw the clothes on the hay, and held his arms.
"Lie down and rest. If you don't obey again, I will ignore you."
It's impossible to ignore him. He is his savior, but his temper shouldn't be too bad.
Chu Dongling's eyes fell on her white underwear, and he couldn't move away instantly.
We haven’t seen each other for a few days. Why do I feel like the little girl has grown up?
Long Qian didn't know if she had grown up, she just wore the underwear she customized herself.
Ancient underwear was too unreliable. It was the same whether it was worn or not. As you get older, there is a risk of sagging.
Made by myself, it is comfortable and comfortable to wear.
"Brother Long, why do I feel that you are a little hot?" Long Qian just pushed the man down and touched his forehead again.
Chu Dongling never expected that he would let blood flow out of his nose without paying attention.
He immediately turned over and turned his back to her.
When Long Qian saw this, he became even more anxious.
She held his right arm and pulled him back hard: "Are you crazy? It's pressing on the wound, turn back!"
After finally pulling him over, she saw blood on the palms of his hands covering his face.
"Brother Long, did you vomit blood?" Long Qian opened his palm, "Is it because the pills are inappropriate?"
The fragrance was fragrant, and her body was rising and falling in his sight. Chu Dongling's sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the heat in his heart surged up again.
"Why do you have a nosebleed? Brother Long, don't scare me! What's wrong with you?"
