It's autumn, and the temperature is getting cooler.
Jun Ziqian pulled the brocade quilt and covered her gently.
He lowered his eyes and gazed gently, and the firelight danced in the night, illuminating her stunning sleeping face.
He couldn't look away, and there was a strong and persistent emotion in his heart that never went away.
He even wanted to hug her, and also wanted to...
Jun Ziqian tried hard to look away, trying to calm down and stop scaring the little girl.
While he was still struggling with his thoughts, the person on the bed began to sob and cry: "No, no, no..."
It's like falling into the bottom of a dark abyss.
Her originally red face gradually turned pale, and she choked with sobs, crying softly: "It's so cold, so cold..."
Jun Ziqian heard her voice and immediately pulled up the brocade quilt and tucked it in for her.
Asked softly: "Is it still cold?"
Her body was obviously warm, her forehead was stained with a thin layer of fragrant sweat, but her slightly moving lips kept murmuring the cold.
Jun Ziqian was puzzled by the little girl's sudden abnormal reaction.
He paused for a moment, then gently brushed away the black hair that was wet on her cheeks, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and called her in a low voice: "Lan Mei?"
The little girl became quiet, opened her eyes suddenly, and looked over with a pair of cold eyes.
Jun Ziqian was stunned for a moment: "Mei Lan?"
No response?
Only her eyes were without warmth, looking at him without any focus.
Her lips turned white.
Her face turned even pale.
Jun Ziqian even felt that his skin, which was warm just now, was getting colder and colder.
My heart tightened, and I immediately put her soft and delicate body into my arms, saying anxiously: "Lan'er, what's wrong with you?"
The person in his arms was stiff all over, and his body temperature was unusually cold.
But I heard the little girl crying and trembling: "So much blood... so much blood..."
Jun Ziqian's eyes were dark, he shrank slightly, and the arm around her waist tightened.
The little girl was having a nightmare. The fear and fear were so real. If she had not experienced it, why would she be like this?
It seemed that the man's appearance gave her nightmares.
Jun Ziqian hugged her tightly, not caring about anything else, just hoping to warm the little girl's cold body.
I checked her pulse again and found that there was a lot of qi in her body, which was very chaotic.
Jun Ziqian immediately put his palm on her back, inputting his internal energy, and slowly adjusted her breathing.
Gradually, her face softened and became a little rosy.
Jun Ziqian lowered his head to look at her. His usually lively and cheerful smile was no longer replaced by a look that had lost his soul.
His eyes, as deep as the abyss, tightened and he said in a deep voice: "Mei Lan?"
He called several times before the little girl slowly looked at him and said in a very low voice: "...Brother Yanzhi."
It looked like he had only recovered half of his three souls and seven souls.
Her abnormality makes Junzi Qian worried.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
The little girl nodded, thought for a moment, and then shook her head.
Jun Ziqian frowned, puzzled.
She: "I never dream... No, I should say that I haven't dreamed in my sleep since I was five years old."
As if she was remembering the nightmare just now, the corners of her eyes were a little red and watery.
The trembling voice was warm and soft: "Now I feel like... like a dream, so scary... so scary..."
As if looking for a sense of security, she crawled into his arms, seeking protection.
Jun Ziqian paused for breath, his heart aroused by the little girl rubbing against him.
In the palm of your hand, the little girl's waist is not full, her slender body does not contain any encumbrances, it is full where it should be, and thin where it should be.