My Darling Sick Beauty

Jiang Zheliu didn't last long.

He was so tired, tired and painful that when he leaned on wenrenye's shoulder, he soon lost consciousness.

The aura that had been infused into his body gradually dissipated, along with what he had saved to recover. Ten thousand Zhang peak is over from the beginning, but he has climbed it too many times.

He had a long sleep.

When Jiang Zheliu opened his eyes again, there was a ferocious and gorgeous roof in front of him. The decoration on the top was very good. The material was expensive and the skill was superb. But the aesthetic was not very good, and it was full of wild flavor.

It's Jingshan hall.

Jiang Zheliu turned his head. Just as he moved, he felt as if he had been run over by a wheel several times. He didn't know how many bones he had broken. The bruises on the skin and flesh are even more numerous, but they seem to have been smeared with ointment. On the surface, they have recovered a lot, leaving only deeper congestion.

He frowned with pain and glanced aside. He saw a fluffy head lying beside him with thick and hard hair.

When Jiang Zheliu moved slightly and made a slight sound, his fluffy head was raised.

The two eyes were opposite.

The air was quiet for a moment, then Jiang Zheliu was hugged by the other party.

Hearing that night, he hugged him silently. He didn't have much strength. It seemed that he was afraid of touching the unhealed scars on his body. The other side's face was buried on Jiang Zheliu's shoulder and didn't speak for a long time.

... with a sense of isolation.

Jiang Zheliu raised his hand and touched the top of his hair. It was clearly that he was hurt more seriously. How could he feel that the little devil was the one who was hard to accept.

It's really hard to accept the news night.

As soon as anyone opens his eyes and sees his Taoist partner looking at himself with blood, it is a kind of physical and mental impact.

Others are stupid, if it is not easy to use the brain before, that day is completely confused, almost at a loss.

When he heard that he was carrying Jiang Zheliu back at night, Gongyi Yan and Chang Qian thought that something had happened. When their Lord encountered this situation, he was very terrible, and his whole body was covered with inaccessible low pressure.

This kind of low pressure lasted for a long time, until the year of Ember told wenrenye about the situation of xiaoliushu again, he eased down a little, but he still refused to let the other party out of his sight and always stood by.

It's like he's watching, and the other side can recover earlier.

In the past few days, Wen renye has made a profound review of what he has done. Every hour, he can't help but recall the scene at that time. He is sad and lonely by Jiang Zheliu's side.

Not only that, but also because of this sensation from all walks of life, he was held by the demons with a subtle attitude. Some of the demons who have dealt with Jiang Zheliu are even more sour and resentful, pointing behind their backs and acting strangely under his eyes.

The demons can only fight, and their level of weirdness is not enough, but this is true. Although Wen renye can beat them, they will not fight because of this. They will become more and more isolated and doubt themselves.

He is really able to make himself angry to death, repeatedly jumping on the edge of crying.

Fortunately, Jiang Zheliu didn't wake up too late. Although his previous cultivation progress evaporated out of thin air, he didn't suffer too much damage to the foundation of the Tao and the spirit. As long as he had enough rest, he could not be seriously injured.

He regained his energy, but his body is still very painful. I don't know if his bones are growing well again.

The little devil was buried on his shoulder, the air pressure was still very low, and he was very sad all over, exuding a low feeling of "if you don't touch me, I will die".

Jiang Zheliu followed the hair on his head, and his voice was still very dumb. He whispered in each other's ears: "I'm ok."

Wen renye naturally doesn't believe his words, but he can really feel the comfort of his lover. Even in order to make Jiang Zheliu not worry, he will gradually restrain his emotions.

The little devil turned his head to kiss him. He could touch his lips very close, soft and slightly cold. His evil Qi was purified before entering Jiang Zheliu's meridians. He slowly crossed into his body and swam through each other's internal injuries.

After confirming that everything was normal, Wen renye put his heart down a little, put one hand on each other's pillow, bowed his head and gave him a kiss. The color of purple eyes slowly changed.

Jiang Zheliu's lips are dry and warm, which is quite different from his own. This kind of temperature difference makes him feel comfortable and a little like him.

He was never constrained by the superficial reserve. Since he liked it, he would not hide it. Instead, he slightly raised his arm, hooked each other's neck, and put the palm of his hand between each other's hair.

The breath of river broken willow is a little cold, and also mixed with the subtle and fragrant fragrance of tianlingti.

When he heard that he was kissing people at night, he was stunned. Then he felt that at least Zheyu was not angry with him. He suddenly felt that his cytokines were all alive.

He licked each other's soft lips, licked the thin and beautiful lips to make them congested, red and slightly swollen. Then he went, half trying, half expecting, to sweep the neat plain teeth of the river broken willow.

Far from the little devil's fangs, jiangzheliu is an ice and snow body. Almost every inch of the outside of the body is naturally cold, and even the teeth are cool to lick.

Wen renye liked it very much, and his manic depression was cured in a short time. A little fascinated, he rubbed over and carefully touched the soft tip of the tongue of the river broken willow.

The other side winced.

Wen renye didn't get any response. His activity stopped immediately. He began to think wildly again. He couldn't help but stop kissing. He looked down at each other from the top, and his eyes were dim.

Jiang Zheliu also looked at him. Just as he wanted to speak, he saw the little devil's eyes changing rapidly.

It's as if I can't talk to him next moment. I just stepped back a little, as if I had seriously hurt each other, which makes people feel guilty.

"You..." hearing people's talk in the middle of the night, he hesitated, his voice was low, full of frustration, and said, "I'm sorry."

Even the apology seems to be unable to find what level of words, the little devil was very upset.

Jiang Zheliu looks at the other side with an eyebrow, reaches out and holds the other side's collar, pulls a few inches toward his own direction with the collar, and whispers: "excuse me, what can I do? Why don't we... "

"No way!"

Jiang Zheliu

"Don't think about it." When he said this, he had a quick reaction and a good brain. "I can't let you go. You don't want to leave me, absolutely impossible. If you don't want to beat me up, I promise you to beat me up, I'll... "

"Shut up."

Hearing the news, he immediately shut up and obeyed like a little daughter-in-law who had done something wrong.

Jiang Zheliu looked at him and said flatly, "what's the point of venting one's anger? Is your wound all right? "

"All right." The little devil nodded.

"Show me."

Wen renye was a little reluctant, but he released the bone wings and covered them in front of him, sticking them on the Bank of Jiang Zheliu's hand.

Jiang Zheliu was touched by the edge of the hard bone wing. He looked up and saw that the part stabbed by the Lingxiao sword had not been completely recovered. There was a small vacancy on it, which was still slowly recovering.

It is said to be slow, but in fact, under close observation, the recovery is almost visible to the naked eye. A lot of time before seems to have been spent on removing the frost of Lingxiao sword.

Jiang Zheliu is at ease for a moment. He reaches out his hand and caresses the edge of the injured part with his finger pulp. He feels the bone wing under his finger vibrates and slowly takes it back.

The night of hearing people come near.

"It's better to be hurt." He said, "don't worry. I'm very good. I'm ok."

"What about Tao Zhong?"

"Sealed up by me." I'm afraid it will take a long time to refine. At the end of the day, the consciousness derived from the Tao species is eliminated in the strong fluctuation, and even the killing of the Tao species is weakened. There is no danger. "

There's no danger. I dare say that.

Jiang Zheliu heard the temple jump suddenly, frowned and said: "at the same time sealed two kinds of Tao? Is there no danger? "

"Yes." But the little devil insisted, "I can refine. If it's transferred, it's easy to have problems. "

Although Jiang Zheliu was worried, at this moment, he didn't say anything directly. Instead, he chose to believe the other party's judgment.

From the moment he woke up, the cub with a strong sense of existence in his belly seemed to be also active, jumping up and down to attract attention, while releasing evil Qi towards the little devil king, full of fierce rejection of his father.

Jiang Zheliu couldn't help it. He was so disturbed by the cub that he had to take care of him. He stretched out his hand to cover the place where the cub circled, and closed his eyes to feel the little life.

The cub was a lot more clever at once, skidding in circles under the palm of his father's hands, and would not go anywhere else.

Now the ball finally has an entity and is kept in the gestational sac of the slow growth of the celestial body. But his spirit power is really strong, which always makes Jiang Zheliu forget what he wants to say and transfer it to himself.

He's a little guy who likes to get attention.

But this just offended his stingy and jealous father.

Hearing people's night is sour. I don't know why, it's so sour. There is a feeling that their world is about to be broken. There is no expectation of "crystallization of love". In his eyes, the feelings between him and the Taoist couple do not need a "crystallization" to prove.

He watched Jiang Zheliu and the little guy feel each other in the way of touching, which broke the vinegar jar. Wen renye stares at Jiang Zheliu's hand sternly. He can't help holding each other's wrist and moves away slowly.

Jiang Zheliu

Then, he watched the little devil's hand caress his stomach for a while. It didn't seem like he wanted to communicate with the cub, but it felt too good to resist.

Jiang Zheliu stares at him without expression. He feels that a purified evil spirit spreads over him. He carefully avoids some of his injured viscera and veins and plunges into the baby's perceptual range.

One big and one small, the two demons communicate.

The cubs are only half of the demons, but this race is always very strong. It is estimated that the external performance will be more inclined to the demons. Even the evil spirit released is very similar to the child's father.

It's just that they don't seem to have a very pleasant conversation.

Just as they were about to quarrel, Jiang Zheliu pushed away Wen renye's hand and glanced at him: "what are you talking about?"

Hearing people's night, he naturally refused to tell the actual content, and now he made up a way: "say that the color of the belly pocket is red."

The breath of the cub is full of protest, but Jiang Zheliu can't receive it.

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment and said, "are you sure his little wings can fit into his belly pocket?"

This is really the night to ask people.

The little devil thought for a long time, but he didn't dare to say it directly. He doesn't like the other side's topic around the boy, but rigidly diverts the attention of the Taoist partner, presses over and kisses him, and complains in a low voice while kissing him.

"Can you leave him alone and tell me something else? Your wound will take a few days to recover. The year of Ember said that you can't move around these days. It's better not to walk... "

Jiang Zheliu still remembers the time when he was sick and couldn't go to the ground. He didn't want to make the other party too sensitive: "is that really what he said? You added the second half? "

He didn't have the ability to cheat others. He knew what character his target was. Playing dead was the most useful thing at this time.

Jiang Zheliu was held on his shoulder and licked from the lip to the Adam's apple.

His throat bone is delicate and fragile. When he is held in the night, he has a subtle excitement of life. The little devil's dog teeth always can't bear to rub against him. Even if he doesn't exert himself, his skin is slightly red.

Jiang Zheliu held his face and rescued his neck from his fangs. Looking at him, he said, "no biting."

The little demon king's eyes were bright. He couldn't help licking the tip of his teeth. He nodded and assured, "I'll kiss you."

"... really?"

"Just two licks." "Let me hold you," he said

He really wanted to hold each other. Jiang Zheliu's body was soft and tenacious, and his waist was thin and slender, but it was not bone feeling, but covered with a layer of uniform muscles, and the lines were very beautiful. The radian is smooth and natural, and it's very comfortable to touch.

This waist, he casually can ring, two hands can buckle tightly. Moreover, the legs are long, the skeleton is very harmonious, the ligaments are soft, and when holding his waist

At night, the pictures in my mind become more and more harmonious, and gradually a little less able to broadcast. He was full of mosaics and rolled his Adam's apple unnaturally. On the surface, he gently kisses the lips of the other side and whispers: "in the year of Ember, it's said that it's difficult to have a baby across races. Some double cultivation techniques can alleviate this. Besides, your constitution is special. You have to do more with me..."

Jiang Zheliu knew that he was injured now, and the other party would not do it even if he wanted to, so he was very unscrupulous. He raised his hand to hold the other party and teased him casually, with a slightly tired voice.

"OK," he said, closing his eyes. As soon as he was next to him, he felt sleepy again. "If you cut off half of it, you can do it casually. Or if you have some points in your heart, I really don't feel that deep. It will hurt."

The night of hearing people

However, he was discriminated against because of his poor tools. What else could he do? He sighed heavily about how difficult it was for him to live.

He thought about it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt bad in his heart. He wanted to be ashamed before the snow. He quietly learned the highly skilled double cultivation technique, which shocked little willow.

However, before shocking each other, he changed the lover in his arms into a position easy to sleep, held each other firmly in his arms, and his heart settled down.

As long as Jiang Zheliu is by his side, he feels that there is a limit for the rest of his life.

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