She seemed to be disbelief and spread her hands and stared blankly. Did Ah Bai throw her hand away?
"Why?"
The tall figure with his back facing her did not respond, but just stroked the stone wall, with a severe headache, as if something hurts. His voice was hoarse and confused, "Su Su, you look so weird tonight, it makes me feel so uncomfortable
…” The smell on her body was so strange, her eyes were so strange, and she gave him a strange feeling.
Such Susu is not the Susu he knows at all.
Also, why does his head hurt so much?
It seemed like something was whistling out of his body, and his chest was about to explode.
He walked forward shakingly, his hand stroking his forehead tightened and tighter, pressing heavily, as if to press down on all his nerves that felt pain.
...
Halfway through, he met Qing Jiu whom he was asked. She couldn't stand firm when she looked at his body, and immediately supported him, "A Bai?"
The nose smelled a familiar breath, and Ah Bai grabbed a long hand and actually wrapped Qing Jiu in his arms.
Qing Jiu was stunned and made a profit: "Abai, what are you doing?"
"Well, snake, I'm so sad..."
The sad heart seemed to be whistling out, and the sad heart seemed to be about to explode. Just now Su Su looked at his eyes, and there seemed to be some terrifying light inside, which hurt his eyes, and his eyes hurt so much.
, It really hurts.
"What's wrong? Is there somewhere that hurt?"
Qing Jiu was nervous about checking his injuries. He shook his head and hugged her tightly, with his big head hanging down: "Snake, let's go back."
He wants to go back now, he wants to...
Being suppressed by the strange hoarseness in his voice, Qing Jiu also realized that his mood was wrong.
Nodded, and poked a hand out from under his bear-like shoulder to hold his waist, and asked him to put the other hand on her shoulder: "I'll help you back." This little fool, at night
She ran out without listening to her explanation. She was suffering now. She didn't think much about it, thinking that he was afraid of darkness on the mountain and was wronged. She muttered something while comforting him.
Ah Bai listened silently, and from time to time, he lit his big head a few times, but he was weak but never raised his head.
They walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Qing Jiu was thinking about how to explain to him that he had a husband, otherwise with the degree of entanglement of this little fool, he would definitely not be so obedient. He didn't hear his voice for a long time, and Qing Jiu called him: "
A Bai, are you listening?"
“Um…”
Abai responded, his voice was very low.
"What is the wooden house you took before for?" It's very small, not very big, but it's very exquisitely made, and it obviously took some thought.
"...Well." A Baiqiang cheered up and tried his best to shrink his hands and feet, not pressing all the strength of his body on her body. He felt her breathing blowing heavily on his arm.
Itchy and numb, he felt even more uncomfortable in his body. He slowly opened his eyes and finally looked down at her, "Well, the house... is for snakes and snakes to live in."
Qing Jiu was stunned and didn't understand at first.
Later I realized that the wooden house was for the fire snake who lived in when she was a snake.
A warm current flowed slowly in her heart, and her hands around his waist and abdomen tightened, "Well, the house looks very good, I... like it very much."
“…”
Ah Bai focused his attention and wanted to tell her that he was very happy.
But all the strength in his body suddenly seemed to be sucked away. Where the two of them didn't see it, the soul gathering bead in Qing Jiu's arms slowly flowed, the forbearing red light half deep and half shallow, and the moon silver above his head
A radiant light shone down on the two of them. While the soul gathering bead was rotating, something suddenly frowned and hid into Abai's body from a distance.
His body trembled violently and froze!
Qing Jiu was stunned and looked up, "A Bai, what's wrong?" Why did he stop and stop leaving?
But when she saw Abai's face, she suddenly became stunned.
His face was covered with cold sweat at some point, his thin lips were white, and large beads of sweat rolled out from his pores and dripped on her clothes and disappeared soon. Qing Jiu was stunned.
Looking at his closed eyes, he suddenly panicked: "A Bai, what's wrong with you?"
The man didn't say anything, his stiff body slowly softened, and the chaos in his mind became clear because of the return of the three souls.
His hand, which he placed on her shoulder, slowly lifted up, tightly clenched together, his expression struggling and painful.
After a long time, I slowly relaxed again as if I was powerless.
The big head tilted and rested on Qing Jiu's shoulder, his voice was hoarse, "Snake Madam, I can't walk..."
"Can't walk anymore?"
Qing Jiu was stunned and then relieved. She thought something had happened to him? However, "Why have you sweated so much? Are you sick?" He had just recovered from his serious illness and ran to the mountain to blow the big one.
The cold wind in the middle of the night will not cause any problems, right?
The cold fingers put on his pulse, and the pulse was calm and there was nothing unusual.
She breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll take you away slowly."
"But the night is so good tonight, we'll see the stars."
"It's late at night..."
Qing Jiu pushed his big head on his shoulder, and he was so heavy that he was so stupid.
But without pushing hard, looking at his side face with exhausted eyes, he softened his heart, "Okay, just look at the stars."
Her compromise made the man slowly smile, pure and happy, but inexplicably bitter.
He opened his eyes, nodded heavily, grabbed her hand and held it tightly in his palm, and his voice was soft, "Well, let's look at the stars." The light in his eyes was too gentle, for a moment, Qing Jiu seemed to think he was
It was Xiao Qi in the past, but the Soul Gathering Pearl is still in her arms and has not gathered his soul for him. How could he recover his mind?
Shaking his head, letting him pull him toward one place.
Her hands were soft and small, wrapped in her palms. It was rare that she had not broken freely, and it was rare that she had not faced her coldly. It was rare that she was so calm, not sarcastic. He felt that this was already good, she
He was not prepared for a fool, so... he would rather give up everything just as the fool who was willing to open up.
He led her and walked very slowly. The warmth of this moment was his original desire...