Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

White dust thin lips gently pursed, speechless, he held Nangong Beibei lying on the bed, and gave her a good quilt, silent for a moment, just asked a voice: "then why do you appear here with Lengfeng, you are not in the Central Plains?"

It's poison, but she says she's Nangong Beibei. Bai Chen is very sad and sad for her. However, as long as she doesn't remember the pain before, it's good enough.

At least she is no longer painful, but happy.

"It's a long story. Anyway, Lengfeng and I are in trouble now. We are seriously injured, but thank you all the same." Nangong Beibei slowly put on a smile. Although her face was very pale, she still couldn't resist the beauty of her face.

What's more, Nangong Beibei has always been repaying kindness and revenge!

"You don't have to say thank you to me. I'm all voluntary. In that case, if it's someone else, I think others will help."

When Bai Chen said this, his heart was full of pain. That day, he was shuttling through the snow with a cloth bag on his back. If it wasn't for the horse, maybe he wouldn't have noticed the two people covered by the deep snow.

He was out of kindness, but when he saw Nangong Beibei, he was deeply worried!

Nangong Beibei said, "well," and didn't speak any more. She didn't know how to say it when she was facing the white dust. After all, in other people's eyes, she was another person.

She didn't like the feeling.

"What about the cold wind?"

"I'll make medicine for you."

After a long silence, two people almost export at the same time, Nangong Beibei lowers her head, a little embarrassed, but in white dust's cold black eyes, there is a trace of sadness.

He slowly moved his lips and said with a smile, "I haven't woken up yet. When he wakes up, I'll inform you. I'll go to make medicine for you first."

"Good."

White dust went out, outside the courtyard, covered by deep snow, it seems that this heavy snow, not a few days, will not stop.

The feeling of pain in the body is so obvious that it can't be suppressed. Nangong Beibei can only resist it. His forehead overflows with cold sweat, but his back overflows with cold sweat, but he gets wet with his clothes.

Worse than her poisoning!

"All right." Bai Chen pushes the door and walks in. He sees Nangong Beibei sweating. He strides over and sits on the edge of Nangong Beibei's bed. He puts the bowl on the edge of the bed and pulls Nangong Beibei up again. He moves so fast that his palms gather strength and move towards Nangong Beibei's body. However, it's like a spring breeze, warm and painful, That's a little bit of relief.

After a while, Bai Chen released Nangong Beibei. Nangong Beibei leaned on Bai Chen's shoulder powerlessly. Then, Bai Chen took the medicine and delivered it to Nangong Beibei's lips: "you are suffering from internal injury, so you feel unbearable pain. The cold wind is just a skin injury, but the injury is also heavy. Don't worry if you have me."

He still couldn't call out the name. He felt a bit awkward and didn't want to touch it!

"Thank you, Bai Chen." Nangong Beibei's weak mouth, she came to the world, there are a lot of people are helping her, even if it was hurt before, but later help, Nangong Beibei is very grateful.

Without them, Nangong Beibei might have died long ago.

"You don't have to be polite to me. Don't be silly in the future. It's you who hurt." Bai Chen saw Nangong Beibei finish drinking the medicine and delivered a candied fruit to Nangong Beibei's lips. His voice was as gentle as water: "if you eat this, you won't feel so bitter."

"Good." Nangong Beibei responded to his voice and was also very obedient.

Only when she is injured, can he have access to her, and can he be so calm. The snow outside the window comes down.

White dust at the moment, hope is time at the moment static, constitute eternal!

"Isn't Lengfeng supposed to be by Lin xian'er's side? How can... "How can I be with you? Bai Chen didn't say it completely, but Nangong Beibei heard it very clearly.

When Lengfeng was in "deep water", he was always with Lin xian'er. Later, when he left, he was also with Lin xian'er. People who knew that naturally thought Lengfeng and Lin xian'er were a couple. Originally, Nangong Beibei didn't want to destroy Lengfeng and Lin xian'er.

But later, it was Lin xian'er who framed her everywhere and made so many misunderstandings between her and Lengfeng. Lengfeng was just grateful to Lin xian'er.

"He doesn't love Lin xian'er. Lin xian'er is insidious. I'm afraid he has already stepped into the Loess Plateau." Nangong Beibei's eyes showed a chill.

Lin xian'er killed her child. To Lin xian'er, she had to cut her to pieces. She put the hairpin into Lin xian'er's neck and made her miserable. It was really too cheap for her!

White dust heart a surprised, Lin xian'er died?

If Lin xian'er dies, then

"When did she die?" White dust asked a voice, want to put the answer in mind to implement, otherwise, the heart will not be stable.

Nangong Beibei pulled his lips and said, "I just guess she's dead. I don't know when. Bai Chen, what's your relationship with Lin xian'er? "

Before, Nangong Beibei didn't observe things so carefully, but she had been away for a long time. In those sufferings and dangers, she understood that carelessness would only lead to death!

"I and Lin xian'er, how can there be a relationship, I..."

"You lie, white dust, you must know the relationship between fengfanran and Lengfeng, don't you tell me, Lengfeng is fengfanran?" Nangong Beibei interrupts Bai Chen's words and asks questions.

Although we know that the cold wind is not the wind reverse dye, the memory of the death of the wind reverse dye given by toxin Er is too vague.

"Fengni dye has long been dead. How can Lengfeng be fengni dye?"

"How did Feng Ni ran die?" Nangong Beibei grasped the most important point in the words and asked the voice deeply. Since fengni died, how did she die?

The answer to this matter, she must know!

"You still have injuries. Take the medicine and have a rest. I'll see Lengfeng." White dust for Nangong Beibei ye ye quilt angle, get up, but was Nangong Beibei a to grasp the wrist, her eyes narrow looking at white dust: "wind inverse dye, in the end is how to die?"

It's just a person's death. Why don't you want to talk about it so much?