Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Jun Xiqing swam up.

The moment he breathed fresh air, Jun Xiqing had a word in his mind --- the rest of his life after the disaster.

She did not die.

She didn't die.

but…

Jun Xiqing looked around. It was so dark and cold. There was no one she was looking for.

What about Lu Yeming?

What about him?

Is he dead?

He was so badly injured that he slammed into the sea and it was difficult to swim up.

Jun Xiqing quickly sank into the bottom of the sea, she was swimming hard, looking for the figure of the jade-like jade in the sea.

She searched for a long time, dived in, and sank again, but couldn't find it.

Out of energy.

Her hands and feet were frozen and numb, and she had no energy to look again.

Can't find it.

Can't find it, what should I do?

Jun Xiqing swam up and looked around. There was a dark piece of pressure around her. The tears in her eyes were falling. She called his name blankly, "Lu Yeming, Lu Yeming, where are you? ... "

She said that he was a big bastard.

He died when he died. What matter to her?

But could he not die to save her?

She didn't want to owe him.

She didn't want to remember him forever.

"Lu Yeming, where are you ... Lu Yeming ... wow ..." She covered her face with her cold little hand and wept softly.

At this moment a weak, deep voice sounded in his ears, "What a cry, I'm not dead yet."

Jun Xiqing froze and turned quickly. Lu Yeming was right in front of her, and she was there.

He is not dead!

Great, he didn't die!

Jun Xiqing cried and laughed. She swam quickly, smashing her fist and smashing him on the shoulder of Yingting, "You scared me ... you scared me ..."

She kept muttering these words, and she was frightened incoherently.

Lu Yeming didn't avoid, let her smash, he looked at her softly, and the bottom of his eyes overflowed with a touch of petting.

Suddenly, he lowered his head, leaning his head on her Yingrun's incense shoulder, and panted, "Qing Qing, admit it, you are in love with me."

He was very determined.

She has fallen in love with him.

Jun Xiqing's heart jumped, and some panic spilled out, leaving her hands and feet cold.

"Lu Yeming, I've seen many bastards. I've never seen you like this. You counted everything for me, now ... count my ... heart again?"

country.

Family.

Wuling Iron Ride.

Her blood.

Wolf training.

He calculated everything, got everything, now it's time to calculate her heart.

He is really a terrible person.

Make her shudder.

Lu Yeming reached out and hugged her thin waist. In the cold sea water, the girl's soft body temperature passed lightly, and he kissed her hair, "You can think so."

Jun Xiqing quickly pushed him.

hiss.

A low muffled hum came from the ear, and Lu Yeming's sword eyebrows had become a tight Sichuan word.

"what happened to you?"

Jun Xiqing reached out and touched his back. He felt a large area of ​​warm and sticky water, and the surrounding seawater had all turned red.

He was badly injured.

...

The two swam ashore hard, and at five o'clock in the morning, the day began to dawn.

In front of a worn wooden table, Jun Xiqing pushed in.

There was a lamp, a stove, a bed, and a quilt on the bed, barely able to live.

Lu Yeming was lying on the bed, Jun Xiqing ripped off his clothes, the back of his back was torn and torn apart, and the bright red flesh exposed the bones.

There was a pungent smell of blood in the air, and Jun Xiqing watched as she trembled. She ripped off her clothes and pinned the wound on his body. "I'm going out to find a hemostatic herb, otherwise you must be dead for rescue. "

She turned and went out.

Then a big palm came over and took her little hand.

Jun Xiqing stopped and looked down.

Lu Yeming looked at her, "Will you ... take the opportunity to escape?"

This was a great opportunity. He didn't have the strength to catch her. She could leave him alone and run away.

But once she left him, he would die.

Jun Xiqing ripped her pale red lips, "Aren't you the best at calculating, you guess."

After that, she shook his hand away and went out.

...

she left.

Lu Yeming stared at the direction of her disappearance, and closed her eyes gently.

His body was dull and numb, and his consciousness was pulling away. He felt very cold and cold.

He was in a coma.

He dreamed, a nightmare.

Gu Mohan took Tang Mo'er away, Mo'er turned his soft face, "Ye Ming, I'm leaving."

"do not go…"

He reached for her.

But couldn't catch it, Mo Er's pretty figure slowly disappeared into his sight.

do not go…

do not go…

His painful slang.

I don't know how long, he felt a small hand gently touched his handsome face, and he conditionedly grasped the small hand.

Mo Er.

He opened his eyes.

Not in front of Mo.

It is Jun Xiqing.

It was already bright outside, and early in the morning, Jun Xiqing changed a farmer's clothes, her long hair was tied with a ponytail, and Chen Chen's small face was as shiny as jade.

She stood by the bed, reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his face, and saw that he was awake, and her clear eyes were lightly falling on his pale handsome face.

Lu Yeming looked at her, then slowly let go of her little hand.

How many times is this?

In the darkness, he felt her hand.

Opening his eyes, he saw her face.

Jun Xiqing turned around and washed a towel. "I have found a doctor in the tribe to stitch the wound for you. The conditions here are too rough. Your wound is inflamed and you need to survive it for 24 hours."

"Also, I have sent a distress signal in the name of the village, and I believe that the people under you will be able to find it soon."

"So," Lu Yeming mutely interrupted her. "You're leaving?"

"Yes."

"What if I can't stand it?"

Jun Xiqing turned and looked at him quietly, "Lu Yeming, you don't have to go in. You saved me, I saved you now, and I gave you back."

"Oh," Lu Yeming forced a chuckle from his throat, "Qing Qing, I won't let you go."

Jun Xiqing dropped the towel, turned around and went out.

She's leaving.

Go now.

With a bang, it was raining outside.

Bean raindrops smashed down and covered this cold weather with a bit of coldness.

Jun Xiqing hurried to leave, she ran straight into the rain.

Bean raindrops dripped from the top of her head, soaking her wet.

She ran hard and took a few steps, but someone caught up behind her, her soft waist was hooped by two strong arms.

Lu Yeming hugged her from behind, hugged tightly, buried her head in her pink neck, and kissed her delicate skin, "Qing Qing, don't go."

Jun Xiqing lowered his eyes and pinched his fingers vigorously, trying to pinch him away.