Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 90 The Young League Mainly Loves and Kills Me (43)

Han Yu was lying alone on a bed in an inn, with a basin of bloody water at his feet, and blood-stained clothes on a stool.

Although the wound made by the sharp knife was not fatal, it was not superficial either. Injury is not a pleasant thing at all. Maybe it was some infection. Han Yu could feel the temperature of his body gradually rising, and he felt a little burned.

Since he was a child, he often had a fever. He had a fever when he was frozen, a fever when he was scared, a fever when he was in pain, and a fever when he was hungry.

The Han family didn't like his frail appearance. Not only was there no one to comfort him when he was in pain, he might even be beaten and scolded. Gradually, he also got used to keeping silent about his discomfort, and felt that being weak was something to be ashamed of. Habit.

The first time he passed out from burning in front of Liu Hongyuan, seeing that person's face suddenly changed, he thought that once he closed his eyes this time, there would be no chance to open them again.

But when he woke up in the middle of the night, a pair of gentle hands rested on his forehead. After probing for a while, he gently put on a watered veil.

As if realizing that he was awake, the hand fell down again, patting his back and coaxing him to sleep.

That was the first time Han Yu discovered that the demon girl had extremely beautiful hands.

The bones and flesh are even, slender and slender, and the skin is coated with a layer of jade-like glaze by the moonlight. Stretching and stretching, it almost wants to hook his soul away.

Han Yu was not used to sleeping on the bed in the inn. He tossed and turned several times, but couldn't fall asleep.

In a daze, it seemed that those familiar hands fell on his back again, patting him again and again, revealing an indescribable care and tolerance.

After a long time, he finally found a trace of sleepiness.

But at this moment, a series of low and intermittent footsteps came from the street opposite his room. It was very soft, but Han Yu, who was in a hurry, woke up suddenly.

He picked up the sword next to the pillow, and in a flash, he stuck it to the wall by the window, opened an inconspicuous slit on the edge of the paper window, and looked out secretly.

There was indeed a figure outside the house, walking around, tentatively moving towards the inn.

Before she could walk a few meters, she tripped over her left foot and fell to the ground.

Han Yu looked at the familiar figure and almost felt that he was dreaming for a moment.

After being in a daze for a moment, he suddenly figured out what happened. The veins on his forehead popped up suddenly, and his heart was slowly filled with an emotion, whether it was worry or anger, he couldn't tell.

He suddenly opened the window, jumped down from the second floor, and landed in front of that person.

The people on the ground seemed to be frightened, shrank back suddenly, knelt on the ground, and peeked timidly.

After recognizing who it was, she opened her eyes wide with joy, opened her arms suddenly and rushed towards Han Yu, like a milk swallow that has traveled thousands of miles and finally returned to its nest.

In fact, Han Yu really wanted to kick him away, and then hit his ass on the ground.

But the hand stretched out against his will, and hugged the man from the cold ground.

I don't know if my body temperature is too high, or this fool is frozen in the cold wind in the middle of the night, and the body in his arms is as cold as a piece of ice.

Han Yu frowned slightly, and when he came back to his senses, he had already carried her back to the room, and the only quilt was draped over her body.

Han Yu: ...

This conditioned reflex is a disease and can be cured.

The little fool has been in a state of continuous excitement since he saw him. Even if he was forcefully pushed away, he kept holding the corner of his sleeve, unwilling to let go.

Han Yu didn't push her hand away, but his face was very cold. He raised his finger and poked her forehead hard, "Why did you come here!"

"That person fell asleep, fell asleep, I climbed over the wall, and sneaked into the carriage again." The person on the bed showed off to him triumphantly, with his small face raised high, as if he was asking for credit.

Han Yu: ...

You little brat, sooner or later you have to hold her down and beat her up.

And Ji Langyu's pig, such a person can't stand it, so when he goes back, his salary will be deducted.

(End of this chapter)