The little girl of the general's house

Chapter 1272 The Last Farewell
Du Yanzhi clenched his fists, the helplessness of the loss of life made him feel very uncomfortable, but this helplessness could only be endured.

He took Xun Wuniang's hand and gently placed it on his cheek.

Xun Wuniang caressed his face carefully: "Do you still remember the first time we met, that night, in the pine forest, I made a mistake..."

"remember."

"So you remember, then I asked you before, why do you always say you don't remember?" Xun Wuniang smiled, and for the first time, there was some sadness in her smile.

Du Yanzhi frowned, and suddenly held Xun Wuniang's hand tightly: "Then don't talk, let me treat you for you, and I'll tell you why you always say you don't remember when you recover."

Xun Wuniang shook her head weakly: "I don't want to hear it, can you have anything nice to say about me?"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then more blood spilled out of her mouth uncontrollably.

Du Yanzhi rubbed it with his hands, but more and more rubbed.

Li Yujiao on the side also had red eyes: "Wu Niang, stop talking."

Xun Wuniang looked up at Li Yujiao with difficulty: "You two quack doctors have not let me speak until now, and I will have no chance in the future."

"No, definitely not, you are in such good health, how can this little arrow wound hurt you?"

Xun Wuniang raised her hand and touched Li Yujiao's stomach: "Little guy, be quiet, it's a pity that I won't have the chance to see her in the future."

"Wu Niang..." Li Yujiao called her name, but then she didn't know what to say.

Xun Wuniang vomited another mouthful of blood, and finally looked at Du Yanzhi with eager anticipation in her eyes:
"Du Yanzhi, don't you, don't you like me at all? Don't you even like me a little?"

"I……"

"Brother." Even when Li Yujiao looked at Du Yanzhi, there was some pleading in her eyes.

Du Yanzhi smiled and took Xun Wuniang's hand: "Actually, I like you, I like you."

"Really?" Hearing Du Yanzhi's words, the corners of Xun Wuniang's eyes were already moist, "I have one last request."

Du Yanzhi's voice was unusually gentle: "Speak."

"Can you kiss me? I've grown up so big, no man has kissed me before." She coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood, then raised her hand tremblingly to wipe the blood from her mouth, "Don't worry, I won't Dirty yours."

"You..." Du Yanzhi wanted to cry, but was amused by her words and deeds.

He shook his head helplessly, his eyes were already moist.

Immediately, he lowered his head slowly, and his thin, dry lips were printed on Xun Wuniang's blood-stained lips with a salty smell.

Li Yujiao on the side was already in tears.

Such a picture is both sweet and sad.

But looking at it, something is wrong.

Xun Wuniang's weak arms climbed onto Du Yanzhi's neck, and then gnawed on Du Yanzhi's face.

Li Yujiao was stunned, let alone Du Yanzhi who was gnawed.

Like a ghost, Du Yanzhi wanted to push Xun Wuniang away, but he didn't dare to use too much force, he just held her head and pushed her head away.

"Xun Wuniang, what the hell are you doing?"

Xun Wuniang's eyes lit up: "You admitted it! You just admitted it! You like me, and you even took the initiative to kiss me!"

"No, are you okay! Aren't you going to die?"

(End of this chapter)