Feng Liye stood guard outside her door last night, and what kept lingering in her mind was Qiaoer's desperate look in her eyes when she died in front of her.
Sometimes, she is helpless.
He couldn't help her in rescuing people.
But when she needed him, he could at least appear in front of her immediately and let her rely on him.
Chu Qingge's heart felt warm, and she suddenly moved over and rested her head on his shoulder: "You are so kind."
Feng Liye's heart suddenly contracted, and she felt a slight pain.
This pain is obviously not the pain of a poison attack, but a kind of heartache.
A kind of pain that desperately wants to keep time forever.
This is still the moment when very few dead women, one can even say unique, are willing to take the initiative to approach him!
"I know!" The stunning man's face still looked arrogant, but the big hand that gently moved her into his arm was warm and gentle.
"Eat quickly and sleep with me for a while after eating, okay?"
She was very sleepy, but she knew that he was sleepier than herself.
"good!"
After breakfast, without anyone disturbing him, Feng Liye leaned on the bench and Qing Ge fell asleep on him.
After an unknown amount of time, his breathing slowly began to become long and even, and he was about to fall asleep.
Just when Qingge thought he would fall asleep soon, Feng Liye's deep voice with a hint of hoarseness sounded above her head: "Are you really Chu Qingge?"
"Actually, my name is Chu Qing." She said casually.
"Well, Qing'er." Whether it's Chu Qingge or Chu Qing, Qing'er is her name.
Qingge's eyebrows moved slightly. Do you believe this guy or not?
"Chu Qingge is dead." She added.
"I am……"
He didn't speak, but he snored loudly.
Although it is not very big, it is still clear.
Chu Qingge's forehead was suddenly covered with black lines. It was rare that she wanted to tell him a few truths.
Actually fell asleep.
Next time, I don’t know if I will still have the courage to say it. She is a strong soul from the 21st century.
Would he believe such a ridiculous thing?
The prince's snoring is a bit heavy.
He usually doesn't snore when he sleeps, only when he is extremely tired.
It seems that he has been really exhausted these days.
It's just that I never want to show my fatigue.
It is always so reassuring and reassuring, even if everyone is extremely tired and desperate.
He can also be like a god who stands tall in the sky and protects everyone from wind and rain.
This powerful man actually seems to belong to her...
Qingge opened her eyes and looked at the bottle of potion next to Mu Yuan not far away.
Mu Yuan was still on an intravenous drip, and it was impossible for her to fall asleep. Asking him to sleep with her for a while was just to let him sleep peacefully.
Qingge stood beside him and climbed up carefully.
Seeing him frowning, he stretched out his hand to hug him.
She had an idea and immediately stuffed the quilt beside her.
Feng Liye hugged the quilt that was piled up and rolled into strips, and fell asleep again.
When I fell asleep, I became a little less domineering and a little more childish.
So cute!
From now on, I will follow this man, fight side by side when facing the enemy, and rely on him when I live my life.
It seems... not bad either.
Qingge looked at Mu Yuan and Xianglan that day. She changed Xianglan's needle water for the second time. When she came back, Feng Liye left, but Mu Yuan woke up.
"He said Xianglan came back to life." Mu Yuan leaned on the bed and looked at the girl with a tired face.
Mu Yuan naturally believed what the prince said and there was no need to verify it.
Because Fengliye doesn’t like joking the most.
He suddenly felt envious of that man.
Why can he always give everyone such a firm belief and a sense of security?
