too affectionate

Chapter 661 The Last Port of Perfume (1)

"Little Yan'er, it seems that you really don't understand love.

Only those who don't love will feel worthless and regretful. "

"I really don't understand?" Wanyan asked the bone blade, rubbing her fingertips lightly.

I don't know when, Wanyan fell in love with talking to this bone blade of unknown origin, and when touching it, Wanyan felt inexplicably at ease.

And it was listening quietly in Wanyan's palm, with a faint moonlight shining on the tip of the blade.

Behind Wanyan, Rong Jin's eyes turned cold.

How much did she love that person to completely forget him and become dependent on one of his bones?
In the next month, spring came to an end and summer came, and vitality and temperature flooded into Port of Buhuo.

Wanyan seldom goes out, she has more important things to do - to help Rong Jin recover.

After Xuan Qi exhausted all the treatments he had learned all his life, Rong Jin's hamstrings and knees actually grew back little by little.

Although it is still not comparable to a healthy person, it is enough to stand up and meet the basic needs of life.

But the price for this achievement is hundreds of thousands of pains.

"Get up a little bit more slowly...a little bit...I'm about to stand up already! Get up a little bit more..."

Wanyan supported Rong Jin's arms, and carefully helped him up from the wheelchair.

But in the end, Rong Jin fell back into the wheelchair.

"Baby... let you down again..."

The severe pain left Rong Jin's face without a trace of blood, and the sweat on his head soaked all his hair.

But Rong Jin still looked up at Wanyan, full of guilt.

Wanyan was also sweating profusely, her waist was sore and her back was so painful that she couldn't stand up, but she still smiled brightly and said briskly: "What's the matter with Sheng Lang! I don't feel tired at all.

But you, it must be very painful. "

Wanyan squatted down and looked at Rong Jin's knees that were stained with blood countless times today.

Rong Jin just smiled, "It doesn't hurt." Then Rong Jin stretched out his hands to Wanyan, "I want to try again."

When Fu Rongjin got up, Wanyan chatted to distract him:

"Sheng Lang, what's the first thing you want to do after you stand up?"

However, Rong Jin couldn't answer, he had to bite his lip tightly to keep from screaming.

There were countless ups and downs again, until the sky gradually darkened.

"It will definitely work this time! I've already stood up halfway! Sheng Lang's knees need to be a little bit harder... that's right, that's right, that's right! Ah..."

After a burst of intense effort, Rong Jin's legs still gave way, and he was about to fall back again.

How painful it must be for him to be tortured again and again.

Wanyan sighed softly in her heart, thinking that she should go slower next time.

However, in the next second, Wanyan felt her waist tighten, and in the next second her eyes were dark.

"Sheng Lang..."

Wanyan paused for two seconds before she suddenly showed her face, "You finally stood up."

Rong Jin helped her to stand up by herself.

Only then did Wanyan realize that Rong Jin was so tall, and she only reached his shoulders.

"I want to hug you."

Rong Jin whispered in Wanyan's ear, carefully stretched her hands supporting Wanyan's waist, and pulled Wanyan into her arms.

This sudden hug made Wanyan tremble all over, she subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but she immediately remembered that Rong Jin was more fragile than paper, she was honestly waiting for a decision.

In Rong Jin's bosom, there is a faint medicinal fragrance mixed with sandalwood, quiet and profound.

It smells good, it's a very comfortable smell.

(End of this chapter)