Medicine door witch

Chapter 1627 Thank you husband, love husband (6)

At this moment, she felt something cold on her forehead, so comfortable...

She could feel that it was a pair of very gentle hands.

Those hands wiped her sweat again, helped her cool down, and helped her relieve her pain.

It must be Yu, it must be Yu.

Only Yu can have such a gentle hand, cherish her so much, and take care of her so much.

As soon as Yu's tall and handsome figure appeared in his mind, Ling Luo felt the pain all over his body, which immediately eased a little.

She wants to see him.

She wants to see his face.

Can't wait, right now, right now, right now!

Under the trend of this strong thought, Ling Luo tried hard to hold back the discomfort in her body, and forced herself to open her extremely dry eyes that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

A dim light wanted to shoot in.

She saw a vague outline.

Super perfect silhouette, handsome facial features like gods, especially those breathtaking peach blossom eyes, just one look, let her be intoxicated, unable to extricate herself.

This man is her husband, her only lover.

"Yu..."

She wanted to call him, but found that the voice she made was so dry and hoarse.

"Luo'er, you're awake!"

Xuanyuan Yu was overjoyed, holding a wet new towel in his hand, put it on Ling Luo's neck, slightly pulled off her collar, and helped her wipe off the cold sweat that had already gathered into a river.

"What's wrong with me?"

Her voice was still hoarse and hoarse, like the sound of sawing wood.

"You have absorbed too much spiritual power from the source of the gods, and you have become obsessed." Xuanyuan Yu described what happened just now to his wife in the most concise words.

Ling Luo nodded slightly.

But for her now, even a slight nod is very painful and strenuous.

Her whole body seemed to be run over by heavy wheels, neither bone nor flesh was good.

"I'm so thirsty..."

"Don't move, I'll pour water for you right away!"

Xuanyuan Yu put down the wet towel in his hand, stood up quickly, walked to the table in the wooden house, and poured a cup of cold tea.

She is too hot, drinking hot tea will only make her body feel more uncomfortable.

Xuanyuan Yu helped Ling Luo up, half hugged her, let her lean in his arms, handed the purple sand teacup to her lips, and carefully fed her to drink.

He suddenly remembered that before she was angry with him because of Xin Kui, she refused to drink the tea he poured for her.

At this moment, it was like a sick and well-behaved cat, nestling helplessly in his arms, which made him feel distressed.

"I... want more."

After drinking a cup of cold tea, Ling Luo felt much more comfortable, but the thirst in her mouth was even stronger.

"Okay, and, you drink slowly."

Xuanyuan Yu poured one cup after another for Ling Luo, and then fed her to drink.

She drank a pot of cold tea in succession before she breathed a sigh of relief, and sweated again all over her body, as if she had been fished out of the water.

She leaned against him, looking very weak.

Xuanyuan Yu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and there was something terrible stirring faintly in his heart.

(End of this chapter)