Goddess rules the world

Chapter 297 Peeling and Painting a Heart (16)

All the strength in Ye Qianli's body could only be used to tighten his arms, and then tighten them again... The breath was extremely chaotic, and his breathing became heavy, it sounded so difficult.

Gu Yuhan frowned unnaturally, and her hands were so stiff that they pressed against the bodies of the two of them so stiffly that she didn't know what to do. She couldn't see his expression at this time, but just listened to his breathing and felt that he should feeling bad.Her lips pursed slightly, she thought for a moment, and said, "Go to Shisan later and ask him to prescribe some medicine for you."

"Are you going to drive me away?"

Ye Qianli smiled with lingering vigor, with indescribable helplessness and indifference in his words, "Since you left the Lingzu to save Xuege, I have been waiting for you alone in the North Palace. I don't remember how long I waited for you. In short, I feel that the time is very long. In the Spirit Race, everyone is busy now, and I am the only one who has nothing to do, so I want to find something for myself."

Gu Mohan actually didn't quite understand what he was going to say, but his voice paused, probably because he wanted her to continue asking.

"So what are you looking for yourself?"

"you!"

Ye Qianli chuckled, but he didn't want to disturb his breath again, he choked, and suddenly fell down on the chair beside the wooden table.And in this vain embrace, the moment his arms were released, he turned sideways, pressed against her lower abdomen, and hugged her waist tightly like a child.

Gu Qinhan panicked, his outstretched hands stopped when they landed on his shoulders in vain and stiff, with an inexplicable feeling.

"What did you say?"

"The thing I'm looking for for myself is you."

Ye Qianli didn't even have the strength to raise her eyes, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and the shadow blurred the cinnabar at the corner of her eyes.Pursing his lips, he seemed to take a deep breath before continuing: "I want to spend all my time with you, accompany you every day, watch you, and wherever you go, I will go."

Gu Yanhan looked down at him in disbelief, and said in a tight voice, "You..."

"Xiao Han, don't let me go back now, my body is fine, I want to go back to the Spirit Race with you." Before she refused, he first denied this possibility, but only repeatedly affirmed, but his voice became weaker and weaker, "Let's go back to the Spirit Race together... okay?"

She thought of his body and wanted to say it was bad.

But seeing his gaze, she nodded unexpectedly.

"The premise is that you let Shisan heal your body first. If you are so seriously ill, it will drag me down. Then don't blame me for leaving you alone on the road!"

Gu Yuhan was afraid that what she said would be too misleading, so she was taken aback, but she still didn't forget to give him a hard look.

Ye Qianli couldn't help but smile, and when her bright red lips slid out an arc, a mouthful of fishy sweetness rushed into her throat, but she couldn't suppress it, and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood again.

"Ye Qianli!"

Gu Qinhan's expression changed drastically immediately, he helped him to sit on the bed almost without thinking, and then he sat down cross-legged, exercising his breath with both hands, raised his palms, facing his palms, and exercised his kung fu to help him calm his breath.

Ye Qianli closed her eyes weakly, feeling her skill soothing the scars in her body.

He is not sick, but injured.

Gu Quehan only remembered that Chi Gui had helped her adjust her breath in this way, which was like drawing a gourd, so when her gong power was transported into his body, she could feel the obvious traces of internal injuries, but she couldn't tell them apart.

(End of this chapter)