Hot wife lives in the field

Mottled light, comatose people sleep very uneasy, bedside, faint came low cry.

Tall body, curled up together, holding a ball, chaotic world, everywhere is bloody, eye-catching, are the remains of relatives.

"Xiaoyuan, go, go, don't come back, don't revenge, live well, must live well."

In the chaos, his mother's figure suddenly appeared, and he was eager to catch it, however——

As soon as he touched her, her mother's body cracked and turned into a shower of blood. She poured it on her face and dyed him

Zhao Yuan was surprised. He opened his eyes and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. Turning his head, he saw the sleeping girl lying beside the bed. Her quiet and peaceful eyes gradually returned to calm.

Reach out to touch the cheek of the woman gently, Mou Guang shook.

It was dark outside the window. He got out of bed slowly, holding his wounds. He took out the things he had hidden in the wall, some books and a gun,

Books are books of war.

The head of the gun was shiny, cold and sharp.

Mother's words, keep repeating in the ear, he gritted his teeth, will all things, put back in place, no longer look.

When I was about to return to the bedside, I bumped into the foot of the table and woke up the woman beside the bed with a bang.

Yuan Mingzhu woke up, subconsciously looked to the bed, saw no one, in a panic, turned to see the person standing a few steps away, worried heart down, quickly walked over: "brother Zhao, how did you get up?"

Deep pupil, reflecting the woman slightly frowned brow, he reached out, gently touched, want to smooth the brow.

Yuan Mingzhu's body is stiff. She raises her eyes and looks at Zhao Yuan. Her eyes are surprised and her body is slightly stiff.

Zhao Yuan's hand meal, took back: "just some skin trauma, raise a few days, you don't have to worry."

He can't deny that when he was dying, he thought of her and couldn't let her go.

Yuan Mingzhu glared at Zhao Yuan discontentedly: "do you think I'm stupid? Over the past half a year, I have learned a little bit about medicine. You call it a skin injury? I didn't say you... "

In the dark, the girl's eyes were wide open, her hands were akimbo, and she scolded the man in front of her, saying a lot.

Zhao Yuan looked and listened, and then he suddenly laughed.

The next moment, suddenly put the yuan pearl in his arms, a warm flow in the bottom of my heart.

It's good to see her again.

"Pearl, thank you."

A drop of tears, down the corner of her eye, fell on her neck.

Yuan Mingzhu's eyes shake, a pair of red lips into a line.

There is something hidden in Zhao Yuan's heart. I'm afraid it's not small, but if he doesn't say it, she doesn't ask. If she's afraid to ask, it's to uncover his scar and poke his heart. It's a bloody thing.

"What are you talking about? You're my brother."

For a long time, a woman's voice came from the room.

In any case, Zhao Yuan came back. His heart, which he had been carrying all this time, was finally relieved. He took care of Zhao Yuan at home for two days with a smile between his eyebrows. Seeing that he recovered as usual, Yuan Mingzhu went to the city.

……

When Liu Ming came back from delivering the medicinal materials, he was about to return to Jiren hall when he suddenly noticed a gaze. He subconsciously looked in that direction. When he saw the man's gaze, he was shocked and quickly flashed into the crowd, with a heart beating wildly

As soon as Yuan Mingzhu arrived at Jiren hall, Liu Ming came over and said, "master, Wei Chiyu is afraid to recognize me..."

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