Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 430 Gentleness and Compassion (four more)

Yang Ruoqing let out a comfortable sigh.

Looking at him squatting in front of him, burying his head and washing her feet.

The usually cold and hard face was replaced by tenderness and pity at this time.

His feet that had been running around for a day and two nights were carefully washed by him as if he were a baby, and there was no disgust at all.

She was warm all over.

The nose is slightly sour.

She is cold and she is tired.

Why is he not so?

But he took care of him everywhere, and if anything was good, he would stick to her first.

"Tangyazi, your feet must be numb, take off your shoes and socks and soak them together!"

she said.

He raised his head and smiled at her: "No hurry, when you're done soaking, I'll just wash it with your water."

Wipe her feet up.

She was about to slip her feet into her shoes, but he had already leaned over and picked him up from the stool.

"Don't put on your shoes, I'll carry you to bed," he said.

He strode over to the bed and put her on the bed.

There are two quilts on the bed.

He shook the bed inside and rolled it out.

"It's important to rescue the third uncle, and so is your body."

He leaned over to support her shoulders.

"We got Chen San under control, and things have turned around. Today, you are not allowed to go anywhere, just sleep in the inn."

"Inquire about that nobleman, leave it to me!" he said.

Pulled the quilt and covered her.

Seeing her struggling to lift the quilt, he said, "Be obedient!"

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He glanced at himself and said, "Even if I want to sleep, I have to take off my coat!"

Hearing this, he was startled.

"My coat was running around, and I was lying in the dirty kitchen of Chen San's house all night. It was so dirty!" she said again.

He grinned and smiled embarrassedly.

"Okay, take it off, I'll go out first!" he said.

Immediately backed away.

Yang Ruoqing stopped him: "I'm not naked, I'm still wearing it!"

"You just put the tent down," she said.

Luo Fengtang let out an 'oh', and hurriedly lowered the curtain, then turned her back.

Through a layer of cyan curtain, he looked at his tall and broad back.

She pursed her lips and smiled.

"Tangyazi, you can also soak your feet and sleep for a while, there are two quilts!" she said.

Go to bed?

His face got hotter.

"I-I'll wash my feet first."

He said, walked over to the water basin, and took off his shoes and socks.

When he wiped his feet up, he came to the bed.

He opened the tent and glanced.

The girl lay quietly in the bed, revealing a peaceful sleeping face.

Compared to before, she has lost a lot of weight recently.

The delicate facial contours have already revealed clues.

Full forehead, delicate eyebrows.

He couldn't help reaching out and gently removing a strand of hair that fell on her face.

The pulp of her finger just touched her cheek when her eyes suddenly opened.

The moment of confusion at the beginning was followed by a fierce momentum.

He was startled.

This look is like a tiger taking a nap.

The vigilance and murderous aura that burst out from the depths of his soul when he was suddenly alerted and offended.

But when she saw that the person in front of her was him, the fierceness in her eyes disappeared.

In its place was something familiar to him.

She nodded slightly, turned over, and after a while, she let out an even breathing sound.

He stood by the bed for a while.

Thinking back to the moment she looked at her.

Such vigilance seems to be caused by a long-term lack of security.

He didn't know what happened to her in the past ten years of madness.

He only knew his heart, and it was painful.

She was so insecure that she woke up when she touched it.

But she still trusted him so much.

He told her to sleep, she turned over and fell asleep again.

Heart, mixed feelings.

Girl, you are exhausted, have a good sleep!

He put on his shoes and socks, glanced at her again, locked the door of the guest room from the outside and left the inn.

Yang Ruoqing didn't sleep soundly.

In the dream, she returned to the scene where the plane crashed in her previous life.

The blue sea is boundless.

The salty sea water poured in from all directions and poured into her facial features!

She is so cold.

so tired.

Struggling, there were like [-] hands grabbing her under the water.

Grab her and sink, fall, farther and farther from the sun and the air...

In the dream, her facial features were wrinkled together, her body curled up, and she let out an unconscious moan and moan.

Luo Fengtang got things done as quickly as possible.

As soon as the door was opened, she heard her muffled groaning from the bed.

With a tight brow, he closed the door and hurried to the bed.

When he opened the tent, he was startled.

Qing'er's quilt was kicked off at some point.

She curled up into a ball.

His face was pale and bloodless.

The brows were tightly wrinkled together.

Eyes closed, should not wake up.

From time to time, a few thin moans came out of his mouth, as if he was experiencing extremely painful things in a dream...

"Are you sick?"

He raised his hand and touched her forehead.

Not hot!

It must have been a nightmare.

He thought to himself, holding up the quilt she kicked off, and was about to cover her.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of something stuck on the sheets, his hands shook, and his face instantly turned pale.

what is that?

Blood?

He swallowed and moved her body with trembling fingers.

This time, he took a closer look.

On the sheets.

There was a loud bang in his head.

The whole person froze in place, and his mind went blank.

Why is Qing'er bleeding so much?

Is she hurt?

No, she had been with him before, unscathed!

His eyes swept over everything in the house.

The doors and windows are closed, and no one can come in.

There are no signs of fighting in the house!

what happened?

Why is she bleeding so much?

In front of the bed, he was anxiously spinning around in circles, just like the ants on the hot pan, his scalp was about to be scratched.

Suddenly, he turned around and lifted the tent.

(End of this chapter)