Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

When we arrived at the next place, it was completely dark. Lengfeng and Nangong Beibei abandoned their horses, then took Nangong Beibei's hand and walked into the county.

Fortunately, the gate of the city has not been turned off. Lengfeng takes Nangong Beibei in, finds an inn, and then asks the waiter to prepare hot water for them.

Everything is cold wind to help handle, untie Nangong Beibei's clothes, but see her bloody shoulder.

There was no herbal medicine in the cave at all. Later, when I went out to look for it, I only saw some herbal medicine to stop the blood. If I want to continue.

It takes a lot of time. Lengfeng is worried about Nangong Beibei in her heart. She doesn't dare to let her wait too long. Moreover, she is the only one in the dark cave.

Therefore, the wound is only a simple treatment, now it is not easy to get to a safe place, after the cold wind helps her clean those wounds.

But she told her: "you take a good bath first, I'll go out to bring you some medicine back, don't walk around, wait for me to come back."

Nangong Beibei said "um" softly, but he didn't have any extra strength to answer Lengfeng's words. The most important point is that it's because.

In recent days, all things are pressing her tired, especially after the assassination, Nangong Beibei can't let go.

The cold wind lets Xiaobai and beloved guard Nangong Beibei well. If someone suddenly visits, they can resist for a while, and he will go back soon.

On the street is quite lonely, pedestrian; Very few, Lengfeng walked into a hospital and explained his intention to the owner. The shopkeeper thought it was cold wind, so he said to him, "if it's convenient for you, you can treat the wound first, and it can also have curative effect earlier."

"No, it's my wife. I'll just get me some golden wound medicine." Lengfeng nodded to the shopkeeper. The injured person was not him, but his wife.

Lady, what a good name.

When the owner heard Lengfeng say this, he didn't say anything more. He quickly prepared the medicine for Lengfeng and was on the way back to the inn.

Lengfeng saw a person carrying sugar gourd on the street ready to go home. He remembered that she seemed to like this. She came forward and bought two strings.

Then go back to the inn.

Nangong Beibei is already after the bath, she is wearing clean clothes, so weak lying on the bed, I do not know why, recently she is aware of their tired state.

I don't know what's going on. I will come to see her so weak. Leng Feng is also very worried, "Beibei..."

His voice trembled, so afraid that Nangong Beibei would suddenly have an accident, or suddenly walk away, even if it was to go.

Before leaving, we should say goodbye to him.

Should not go so quietly disappeared ah

"I'm here. I thought you had to wait, so I went to sleep first. I'm so tired..." Nangong Beibei laughed, but the voice was extremely long.

Leng Feng is a little scared. It's still fine today. How can it become like this? How can you be so weak?

He quickly helped Nangong Beibei up and began to transfer his internal power to Nangong Beibei's body. But his face was tight.

Quite dignified, his voice, also with a kind of anxiety: "Beibei..."

Nangong Beibei looked at him, but it was a slight smile: "it's OK, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, want to sleep."

Her body, in her heart, was clear, but she was a little tired in recent days. A lot of rest was enough, nothing else.

And she doesn't want the cold wind to worry about her. She still has a lot of things to do. How can she die?

"I'll give you the medicine first." Lengfeng unties her clothes and scatters the Jinchuang medicine she bought on Nangong Beibei's shoulder. It feels tingling.

But Nangong Beibei held back the pain. The pain was only temporary, and Nangong Beibei didn't want the cold wind to worry too much about her.

After taking the medicine, Lengfeng let Nangong Beibei lean on his shoulder and handed the ice sugar gourd to her, "eat it, I know you like it."

The night was slightly cold, but Nangong Beibei felt that his arms were quite warm.

She took it, um... Sour and sweet taste, good.

"It's delicious. You can eat it too." Nangong Beibei heard Lengfeng say that sentence, but her heart is rustling, she is thinking about that if.

If at the beginning, they all spoke clearly to each other, would they not suffer so much in the later time?

Nangong Beibei thought, unless she can really give a chance to let her go back to the beginning, otherwise, the things of that if all exist in that fantasy.

After all, no one knows what the truth is.

"Well, Beibei, don't think about those bad things any more. We'll have a good rest in the inn these two days. After your injury is healed, we'll rush to Xiqiu and rescue them. I'll take you to wander around, OK?" The words of the cold wind come out slowly, but the sound is incomparably soft. The candlelight in the room is rippling, but their shadows are tightly intertwined.

Listening to Lengfeng's words, Nangong Beibei's eyes are more moist. It is clear that she has hurt him, but he is still good to her.

She couldn't bear it any longer, and she leaned tightly against his arms and held him more tightly.

This is her husband. When he is indifferent, he is as handsome as a banished immortal. He will smile, and his palms and arms will be quite warm.

He will let the big snake to send her a message, will carry her in the snow to walk, shuttle between those dangers, as long as she is in danger.

He will appear immediately, he will coax her, will support all her decisions, such a man, how can she not care?

"Cold wind..."

Nangong Beibei has a sore throat. The sweet and sour ice sugar gourd is stuck in her throat. It's so uncomfortable.

She does not deny that all her emotions are due to the man named Lengfeng.

She never affected herself, and she seldom said the word love, but at this moment, she was sure that she loved him very much, and even was willing to stay for him.

"What are you crying for? Really silly, I am not still good in your side? Don't cry and don't be sad, you know? " The cold breeze slightly stirs the lips Cape, toward the South Temple Bei Wen Run of voice.

What he can't see most is her bad mood, because her bad mood can always affect him, if possible.