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It's OK when she is not seriously ill. If she is too sick to get up, she really hopes that someone will come out to take care of herself at that time.

Unfortunately Her choice can only make her bear these fragility by herself.

Feng Wuwei glances sideways at Han Xinyun. Seeing that she purses her lips and does not speak, he knows that he has poked into her heart.

Just now, Han Xinzhi felt that he had taken good care of him!

Along the way, they did not say a word. Feng Wuwei still looked at Han Xinyun from time to time. He just wanted to confirm whether Han Xinyun's cold was really good.

The location selected by the program group is really It's unusual!

It's on the top of the mountain!

And the car can't go any further when it's halfway up the mountain. It has to get off on two legs.

Feng Xinyun didn't lock the back of the car. What else do you have

Han Xinyun shook his head. "I'll just take someone with me."

Feng Wuwei pointed to the top of the mountain and said, "go!"

Han Xinyun doesn't usually have no exercise. In fact, she is always in good health. She doesn't like to wear high-heeled shoes, so the ordinary mountain road is easy for her.

But this mountain

The cold wind was blowing, as if she didn't want money. She poured it into Han Xinyun's trouser legs. After three steps, she shivered, and her legs were stiff with cold.

She grasped the neckline and tried to prevent the wind from pouring in. Otherwise, she had a bad cold. This time, she fell ill. I'm afraid it would be more turbulent than before.

"So is the program group! I only said it was on the mountain, but I didn't say it was as cold as an ice cellar! "

Feng Wuwei said as he took off his bag and put his coat on Han Xinyun's shoulder.

After Han Xinyun saw him take off his coat, there was a knitted sweater in it. He quickly took off his coat and said, "I'm not cold, you don't have to give it to me!"

"Why isn't it cold?" Feng Wuwei stared at her lips, "you see your mouth is frozen black, hurry up, don't talk nonsense, put it on for me!"

Feng Wuwei once again orders Han Xinyun with a overbearing command tone. Han Xinyun's heart is beating again, and he just covers himself with his coat.

Feng Wuwei saw her put it on and bent down to pick up the bag and carry it on her back.

"It's not cold to walk. You don't have to worry about me. In order to complete the task, I only wore a camouflage suit on colder days. Don't worry!"

I don't know why. Han Xinyun believes what Feng Wuwei says.

She is not a person who can easily trust people, but people around her, generally speaking, she will not question anything.

Even she did not find out that Feng Wuwei had been regarded as the person around her.

After putting on Feng Wuwei's coat, Han Xinyun feels that his upper body is much better, but his legs are still cold. The closer he gets to the ground, the colder he gets.

Originally, she had just recovered from a serious illness, and she didn't have lunch. She couldn't keep up with her physical strength and energy. After walking for a while, she couldn't walk any more and squatted on the ground. "Wait for a while, I'll have a rest."

Feng Wuwei turned around and saw Han Xinyun's face turned white. It was very frightening.

He immediately walked over, squatted in front of Han Xinyun, reached out and rubbed his hand on Han Xinyun's face, "you see your face is frozen like this, or we won't go back to the hotel."

"No way." Han Xinyun trembled his lips and said, "I promised Bruce Lee, this time with him, unexpectedly I have come, I must go up."

Han Xinyun is serious about her work. Feng Wuwei has long heard Bai Jia and Mu Qingyue say that Han Xinyun may give in other places, but once she has decided on her work, she will not change it.

After rubbing her face warm, Feng opened her backpack and took out a bag of medicinal hot water to wash it.

Han Xinyun looked at the steaming potion and frowned, "haven't you just taken it? How can I eat it again? "

"You've been sleeping for two hours! It took another hour to take a bath. We're almost an hour now. We can eat again in four hours. It's right to eat now. "

Feng Wuwei handed her the medicine.

Han Xinyun, holding the lid of the thermos cup, tried to take a sip. It was still a little hot, but the hot temperature was too comfortable for her now. She opened her mouth and took a small sip of the medicine.

When she drank it, she couldn't help thinking that if it wasn't for Feng Wuwei, she would be paralyzed in bed today.

Feng Wuwei took the insulation cover, poured some hot water, washed it, covered it and put it into the bag.

He stood up and carried his backpack in front of him. Then he turned to Han Xinyun and said, "come on, I'll carry you."

"You Carry me Han Xinyun looks at his wide back awkwardly, how also embarrassed to lie down.

"Yes, I carry you! Since you are so stubborn that you must go up, I'll carry you up. Your body is next to me, and you can be warmer. In addition, after taking the medicine, you can sleep on my back for a while, and it will be more comfortable. "Feng Wuwei saw that she didn't come up. He turned his head and said sternly to her, "don't talk nonsense, come up!"

Han Xinyun's heart kept beating. She didn't know why. She was obedient to Feng Wuwei's back again.

Feng Wuwei lifted her up, carried her on his back, and walked up the mountain step by step.

It has to be said that Feng Wuwei's back is not only wide but also warm. Han Xinyun is lying on his back, which is not so cold. She shrinks her neck and buries her head on his shoulder.

Feng Wuwei glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and a slight smile was on his lips, but his pace gradually slowed down.

He is not tired, but wants to slow down such a time. Han Xinyun is not heavy. He carries her on his back, just like the whole world. That feeling makes him feel down-to-earth and more satisfied.

I don't know when Han Xinyun fell asleep, breathing gently on Feng Wuwei's neck, and Feng Wuwei's smile deepened.

No matter how Feng Wuwei slows down, the end will come.

When he arrived, Jiang Minglong was recording a program, that is, he looked at him, but the smile on his face obviously let people know that his mood was very beautiful.

"Brother Feng, why did you carry sister Han on your back?" Yao Yao quickly comes to help. She carefully holds Han Xinyun's hand and helps Feng Wuwei put Han Xinyun down.

Han Xinyun was fast asleep, but he didn't wake up. Feng Wuwei immediately turned to hold her in his arms and whispered to Yao Yao, "she's still ill. I'm afraid she's getting worse when she comes up the mountain. Don't disturb her."

Yao Yao's heart is sour, and she has a "Oh" sound