Hou Men's Pampering: Splendid Little Doctor Girl

Chapter 398

The wind and sand hit the face, and the sand dunes shifted, enough to drown any creature in the desert.

Gong Huangjue stood on his heels, he buried his whole body in the sand, and raised Rong Qiao high with both hands to prevent her from sinking into the sand.

The wind and sand were still whistling, and the yellow sand was slowly accumulating, and the sand reached his nostrils. He squeezed his lips tightly, held his breath, and used his internal force to adjust his breath, and used all the mobilization in his body to breathe. Exposed skin to breathe.

Rong Qiao watched him persevere so hard, she watched his body sinking slowly, sinking, he could hardly see his eyes, his arms, but the person who held her up high, supported her , don't let her have any problems.

;She wants to ask him to let go, stop supporting her, don't let her be his burden, don't——

She had never hated herself, hated herself so much as she did now.

If she hadn't let go easily just now, and Gong Huangjue wouldn't have been distracted by caring about her, then he wouldn't have been in this dangerous situation.

It was her fault, it was all her fault, it was her distrust that created his danger, and it was her willfulness that brought him a fatal blow.

"Cold-faced man, cold-faced man, let me go, let go of me quickly, I don't want you to do something for me, I don't want--" She regretted it, she cried and shouted, she couldn't see the palace. Huang Jue's head hit her head, and she was about to be overwhelmed by panic.

The dust storm seemed to dissipate in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Rong Qiao's body was close to the ground, she turned over, her hands kept searching on the flat desert, she shouted in panic.

"Cold-faced man, cold-faced man, you'll be fine, where are you, where are you, don't scare me, don't scare me--" She was terrified, helpless and scared like never before, and occupied her heart.

; Her ten fingers were buried deep in the yellow sand, and she kept digging.Tears fell like rain, silently.

"Seventeen, what are you doing?" The ghostly figure, covered in dust, squatted quietly behind her, watching Rong Qiao's actions in puzzlement.

"You, you—" Rong Qiao looked back at Gong Huangjue who was safe and sound.She reached out and squeezed his cheek hard.The body temperature passed between her fingertips made her tears blurred eyes suddenly clear.

With a "wow", she couldn't help but rushed towards him, crying loudly. "Cold-faced man, you're okay, you're okay, that's great, that's great." She was really frightened by him.

The helplessness, panic, and anxiety she felt just now all suddenly collapsed at the moment when she saw Gong Huangjue.

She wiped the tears and snot all over her face onto Gong Huangjue's skirt without caring.

; and Gong Huangjue gradually understood from the confusion just now.

She didn't think he died in the sandstorm, did she? !

He shook his head and laughed, how could a mere sandstorm kill him? It's not like he hasn't experienced a tornado that is even more frightening than this. A sandstorm happened.

However, being cunning, he didn't say anything, and he didn't explain anything to her.

Because the feeling of being cared by someone is really good and great, and he couldn't bear this feeling, so he let Rong Qiao hold him and cry.

He swore that this was the last time she made her cry, and she would have a smile on her face in the future.

As for now?Just let her cry once and for all, let her worry about him more, the corners of his cold lips floated.

After a long time, Rong Qiao finally stopped crying, tired of crying.

Her black hair was disheveled, her clothes were disheveled, her body was covered in dust, her bright and beautiful eyes were as red and swollen as two walnuts at the moment.The unfinished teardrops were still hanging on her slightly curled long eyelashes, trembling.

It stands to reason that she can be as embarrassed as she looks at the moment, but in Gong Huangjue's eyes, she is very beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people enchanted.

He lowered his eyebrows and waved his hands.

The palm rested on the back of her head, and her heart was inexplicably affected by emotions, her thin lips were slightly parted, and printed on her delicate red lips like roses.

He kissed carefully, like holding a fragile crystal doll, extremely gentle.She didn't refuse his kiss this time, nor did she resist the true thoughts in her heart.

She wrapped her hands around his waist, closed her eyes, and kissed him back deeply.

;At this moment;, for them, the heat of the yellow sand under the scorching sun is only a catalyst for them to burn each other. Their rolling figures form a beautiful scenery on the yellow sand, and the whispering whisper , softening the harshness of the wind and sand.

When the wind calmed down and the sand stopped, Rong Qiao leaned wearily against Gong Huangjue's chest.

He hugged her thoughtfully, his hands passed through her thick and soft black hair like flying, combed it out for her, then slowly tied it up for her, and pinned on the green bamboo and plum blossom hairpin.

She leaned in his arms, enjoying the happiness he brought her, and let him take care of her.

Except for one thing, she can't follow his temper.

And he understood this very well, before she could speak, he had already rubbed her face and spoke with a smile.

"Don't worry, as you said, your relatives are my relatives, and I will rescue him for you." He saw through the worry hidden in her eyes, and promised to make her feel at ease.

Rong Qiao stared at Gong Huangjue, looked at his deep and cold eyes, where there was warmth and clearness like a spring.She knew that he did what he said, at least for her, he had not deceived her yet, and he didn't bother to deceive him, so——

; She looked at her feet again, and sighed softly, she actually wanted to walk hand in hand with him, didn't she?

There was an inexplicable sense of trust in him from the bottom of my heart.

; She nodded to him trustingly, with a smiling look.

;Ok--

The soft answer fell on Gong Huangjue's heart, making his deep eyes sparkle.

This is a good start, she began to accept him slowly, slowly began to trust him.

His mood was extremely joyful, and the brows were stretched and flat.

She leaned on his back, pursed her lips and smiled, her face was flushed, and her eyes were blurred.

With this good start, letting go of mutual suspicion and distrust, Rong Qiao soon discovered one thing, that happiness was always very close to her, so close that she could get it with just a stretch of her hand.

She was suddenly very lucky, glad that he didn't give up, never gave up, didn't let her go because of her repeated retreat, didn't let go because of her escape, he firmly entangled her, stubbornly identified her, and slowly moved in Her heart changed her destiny.

He became happy because he met her, and why didn't she start to be happy because he met him?
Facing the billowing wind and sand, she raised her eyes, and her eyes were bent into a bright moon, which was so beautiful that it was unreal.

"Huang Jue, let's stay together like this from now on, always like this, for the rest of our lives." This time, she took the initiative to speak.

While walking, Gong Huangjue's body suddenly became stiff, and he stared at Rong Qiao in astonishment.

a long long time--

Instead, the lips were raised, and the smile floated.

Under Gong Huangjue's arrangement, Rong Qiao quickly learned the news that Rong Chen was in Shenshuimen.

They live in a Yager tribe in the Canglang Kingdom.

As the evening approached, when Rong Qiao saw Gong Huangjue coming back from outside to inquire about the news, she quickly jumped up on her right foot and came to Gong Huangjue's face, asking about Rong Chen's situation.

"Huang Jue, how's it going? Have you found out about Xiao Ting's whereabouts?" Rong Qiao tugged on his sleeve, waiting expectantly for his answer.

Gong Huangjue's face was sullen, he looked at Rong Qiao hesitantly, but didn't speak.

; "What's wrong? Is the situation very bad?" She held his arm harder.

"Did something happen to Xiao Ting?"

He shook his head, still silent.

Rong Qiao was in a hurry, she tugged on his sleeve, and said relentlessly: "Huang Jue, you can just say a word, why don't you say anything? How is Xiao Ting now, give me an answer Okay ah."

Gong Huangjue's deep pupils had an unusual light, and his cold lips were tightly pressed together, staring at her face with displeasure.Turning his back, he sat down lazily and snorted coldly.

Looking at his appearance, Rong Qiao couldn't help feeling that he was a little childish and a little funny.She raised her pink fist and tapped him softly on the back.

"Is Huang Jue very tired, let me give you a pat on the back."

He twitched the corner of his eyes, looked at Rong Qiao for a while, closed his eyes, and leaned against the back of the mahogany chair without speaking.Rong Qiao's fist lightly landed on his shoulder, she muttered and sighed helplessly.

When she established a relationship with him and agreed to him, within a few days, he showed an expression that was exclusive to me. Every time he mentioned other men, his face became ugly as hell, as if soaked in vinegar. The same as in the tank.

At this time, he is like a naive three-year-old child, no matter whether your matter is serious or not, in his eyes, those words will always be in his eyes.The man you should care about is him.

Now that she came back, she didn't care about his situation first, but asked about Xiao Ting's situation, and he showed her a bad face. She was really speechless.

Obviously, it should be Xiao Ting's harsh environment that she should be worried about, okay?But when the words came to her lips, facing his stern profile, she swallowed them back again.

She felt inexplicably guilty.

What is she guilty of?Even she was confused.

When she frowned and thought, at some point, Gong Huangjue had already opened her eyes. Her clear and cold pupils contained strands of warmth, and she raised a strand of blue hair, her gaze began to flicker.

He took her hand silently, got up and jumped over the back of the chair, helped her over, and carefully let her sit on it, avoiding touching her injured leg.

"It's time to change the medicine." He said in a low voice.

Turning around, he entered the inner room, and when he came out, he was holding herbs, cotton cloth, and cotton towel in his hand.

He squatted down in front of her, slowly opened her wound, and slowly removed the blood-stained cotton cloth layer by layer.Then he gently wiped her wound with a clean cotton towel, cleaned up the remaining traces of coagulated blood, applied herbal medicine on it, and wrapped it back with cotton strips layer by layer.

(End of this chapter)