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Lanxi's face turned white.

In her water eyes, she took a glimmer of evasion and bit her lips, without answering.

"Mulan River." He frowned and his eyes became colder.

Another burst of tearing colic hit her, her pale face was covered with sweat, accompanied by bleeding, her strength was drained, her small hand holding the sleeping bag said wrongly: "I didn't change You've been here all the time I can't change... "

During this period, Ji Yao came in several times, blinking his eyes to show her to change her wet pants. However, this iceberg atmosphere is too strong and cold. Ji Yao is scared off several times, and at the same time, he also extremely despises Lanxi's involuntary cowardice and fear to him.

Mu Yanchen a handsome face, cold as ice.

He never tried this feeling. His anger filled his chest and tried to strangle her. After his anger was burned, he felt pity and love everywhere. However, it seemed that there was a layer of transparent glass, which was close and far away.

Ji Yao appeared again at this time, shaking the bag in his hand: "brother mu, young master mu, I have brown sugar, do you want to ask Lan Xi?"

From her point of view, mu Yanchen's knife like side face was cold as ice, staring at the poor man in his sleeping bag. Although his appearance was frightening, but

Ji Yao swallow saliva, think, is really very handsome!!

Before the reaction came, the shadow covered it. Mu Yanchen's tall and straight figure got up and flashed by her side and said coldly, "go in and have a look at her."

In the small tent, Ji Yao got up and zipped up. The two girls went together.

"Mulanxi, I ask you, what kind of rippling mood do you have when your brother of the Mu family holds you up and your bright red blood drips sadly on his white shirt?"

"Ji Yao, you die..." The little hand pushed her forehead away, then covered her abdomen, "er..."

"Ah? Are you weak? "

"Well..."

"Is it painful?"

"Nonsense! I'm dying of pain... " The voice of Lan Xi trembled, and her eyes almost exuded tears.

Mu Yanchen stood outside for a while. Although the night was cold and cold, he still felt a little hot and dry. The collar button was untied, and both of them did not fade down so quickly, especially when she was sobbing and crying for pain inside.

Jiyao was surprised when the tent zipped open.

"All right?" His voice was steady, but the cold light in his eyes made his spine numb.

Ji Yao was silly and nodded fiercely after a long time: "well, OK, ok..."

She packed up her belongings and crawled out of the tent. When she was about to walk to the girls' group, she realized something was wrong She was, was she expelled??

The night in early summer is chilly. Although there is a blanket under it, it is easy to catch cold when sleeping on it.

Lanxi originally thought that the night had passed so sadly. She fell asleep. When her arms stretched out, she unconsciously leaned over, her small face was cold and hot, and she was clinging to his shoulder and sticking it to his neck socket.

Warm as spring.

Mu Yanchen sat up with her in his arms, rubbed her soft hair with his big hands, and held her in his arms. His cold eyes were as bright and cold as the stars at night. He pasted his forehead and found that fortunately he didn't burn. He spoke in a low voice: "pain?"

it is more ambiguous at the back My hands itch. I really want to write about it. I like the ambiguous god horse when I'm not sober. My brother can't help it ~ ~ ~ ~ but I'll be a little embarrassed after I wake up Look forward to it!