A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 3 What a Beautiful Man
After walking for about ten feet, blood stains were faintly visible on the ground. Meng Yan pushed aside the sorghum leaves on the ground, and then there was a blood-stained person lying there.

It turned out that she had already found out.

It was very difficult for him to move, like a bloody man, only the eyeballs could move slightly, and he raised his eyelids to look at Meng Yan.

Meng Yan looked at him for a moment, then silently pulled the sorghum leaves back to cover him, turned around and left again as if he hadn't seen anything.

There were two muffled coughs from behind, and Yin Heng said, "You obviously saw it."

Meng Yan said, "I didn't see it."

"I'm dying."

Meng Yan: "It's none of my business."

Yin Heng was silent, and said: "Don't you need to see what I look like?"

Hearing this, Meng Yan stopped.

I have to say that this sentence really managed to arouse Meng Yan's interest... After all, her creed in life is - judge people first by face.

Yin Heng added: "Maybe she looks pretty good."

She turned around and looked at the bloody man under the green leaves again. His face was also stained with blood, which was not at all aesthetically pleasing.

Meng Yan asked, "Where did you get your confidence?"

Well, she admitted, she was a little curious.

Yin Heng lured her step by step and said, "You can come and verify yourself."

While she was cleaning up Wang Xishun, he had been lying here and listening.Meng Yan can't do without beauty and ugliness in a few words, and she seems to be a person who pays attention to skin.

So he can catch her vitals in a few words.

Meng Yan could also tell that he was seriously injured. If he continued to leave here and no one cares about him, he might not be able to survive the next two days.

Although she couldn't see his face clearly for the time being, he had a pair of pale eyes, a little cold and indifferent, but extremely beautiful.

Sui Mengyan walked towards him again and said, "For your eyes are not bad, I'll take you to wash your face first."

She understood what she meant very clearly, if after washing her face she found that he really looks good, she might take care of him.If it is not satisfactory, then she will definitely not care.

Yin Heng was speechless, for the first time in his life, he needed to rely on his face to save his life.

But right now, apart from following her words, there is no other way out of this predicament.

However, when Meng Yan approached him, he found that he was hurt more seriously than Meng Yan had imagined.

It's nothing more than being bloody all over, Meng Yan took a preliminary look at his strength, and there were injuries all over his body, even his legs were broken.

She touched his pulse casually, it was extremely weak, and said unexpectedly: "Your life is very hard, you haven't died yet after this."

If she left him alone, given his current situation, let alone two more days, he might not even be able to survive tonight.

No wonder he was only able to move his eyeballs.

Little did he know, the dirt and gravel shot out from behind the sorghum leaves just now had almost exhausted what little strength he had left.

But Yin Heng said quietly: "Maybe he was holding his breath just to wait for you to come."

Before and after dealing with Wang Xishun, it was not easy for Meng Yan to be a different person.Now maybe only she can save him.

He was so injured that he couldn't move casually at all.But Meng Yan never forgot the idea of ​​washing his face, so he left him here for a while, and went to find water by himself.

According to the memory of the original owner, for such a large sorghum field, a water storage pond will be left between several dry fields to facilitate crop irrigation.

Meng Yan quickly went to a nearby reservoir.

There are faint green grasses growing around the pool, and the light and shadow reflected in the water are very clear and bright.

She tore off a piece of cloth from her body, drew water, then walked back, came to Yin Heng's side, and wiped his face.

It's like cleaning a piece of art that has been dusty for a long time and hoping it will be a beautiful one.

First the forehead, then the eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, all the way down.

Little by little his face showed its natural color, but it was very pale.Those brows and eyes are like ink smudges, the pupils are light golden amber, the bridge of the nose is as tall and straight as a mountain, and the thin lips are bloodless but still very charming...

Wow, what a big trough, this is such a beautiful man.

I accidentally got killed by looking at my opponent more than twice before. Is this the compensation I want to give her now?

Meng Yan excitedly clicked her tongue and said, "The people who messed with you are so ruthless, such a good-looking person, they are willing to take such a heavy hand."

Yin Heng closed his eyes, and said weakly: "It's not that you're jealous of me."

A simple sentence of "I'm jealous of me" can understate this thrilling kill for him.

Because of his face, Meng Yan's attitude changed a lot, and she asked, "How long have you been lying here? Are you hungry?"

"Lie down for a day and a half."

"Then you must be very hungry, first replenish your energy."

As Meng Yan spoke, she left a sorghum stalk, bit open the outer hard shell with her teeth, handed him the watery core inside, and said, "Chew it, it's sweet."

Yin Heng didn't move, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

Meng Yan came to her senses, smiled inexplicably twice, took advantage of the opportunity and said: "You let me kiss you, and I will help you."

(End of this chapter)