Jumped like an electric shock.
Frustrated to find Jun Aohan on the edge.
Fortunately, Jun Aohan is beside her.
Just now, the warmth around her.
It is from him.
Although he was bloody on his body.
However, his eyes are still clear.
When he saw Ye Qingli, he turned his head around.
Then, regardless of the pain on his arm.
Press hard again and put Ye Qingli in your arms.
The head was slightly lower and buried in her hair.
Similar to greedy sucking the fragrance in her hair.
Ye Qingli felt distressed and complained, and patted him lightly.
"You are such an impatient."
"It's so critical, you still have thoughts ..."
When he was seriously injured in the arm, he didn't want to get out quickly.
Instead, let's kiss oneself dimly and dimly.
This man, can't he tell what is the primary and secondary?
"do not blame me."
Jun Aohan lay in her ears and said in a low voice.
"Just, seeing you, can't control it for a while ..."
His voice was very low.
With two hands, hugged Ye Qingli firmly.
"do not move."
"Let me hug for a while, just a moment."
Then his voice began to get lower and lower.
With a tire of fatigue from his bones.
It made people feel very pity.
This tiredness comes from the deepest part of the body.
Because, he is really too tired.
After being separated from Ye Qingli.
In order to find her.
He stayed up for ten days and nights.
Walk through the space of the Temple of War, thousands of miles away.
It has experienced countless thrills.
Almost swallowed by Warcraft into the stomach, the bones are gone.
Fortunately, now, he finally found her.
She just stood in front of herself.
Never worry about her disappearance again.
Therefore, Jun Aohan wanted to hug her tightly.
He was afraid that if he let go, Ye Qingli would disappear from his eyes again.
"I said, I will always protect you."
"Sorry, I said that before."
"So, I won't allow it. I made a second mistake myself."
As he spoke, his voice became lower and lower.
Then he closed his eyes like this.
After sleeping ...
Even the pain could not hide his tiredness.
He really slept like this.
Ye Qingli's heart suddenly felt as if it was being picked up.
He was tired to the point where he could sleep under such intense pain.
Perhaps, the physical pain, for him, has been nothing long ago?
However, even more so, Ye Qingli felt distressed.
"Tick, tick--"
A drop of blood kept falling on the ground.
Every drop of blood looks like Ye Qingli's heart.
This man, in the end, how he put himself above all else.
Only when you sacrifice yourself, can you still achieve such a chatter and laughter, just like nothing.
She gently placed Jun Aohan's body on the ground.
Then, looking at his handsome and incoherent, the men in the whole world could not match the face.
But now, he is much thinner than before.
Moreover, even in his sleep, his brows were still tightly frowned.
It's like worrying about something.
Ye Qingli couldn't help thinking.
In these ten days, probably, has he never slept well?
Looking at his two bloody arms.