"Rest what, you are like this, how can I sleep?" Seeing Xing Qi clumsily cleaning the wound and frowning, it is estimated that he directly wiped the medicine in the wound. Jiang Lang knelt down in front of him on one knee, and some rudely snatched the cotton swab and medicine in his hand.

When treating Xing boiling Snow's wound, gently blowing, "not afraid, my action is gentle, does not ache."

Yuan languor to soft that move, the male Lord is super good coax, "I don't understand, isn't it."

Looking at the hairy head in front of him, this man is concerned about himself, Xing boiling Snow's guilt is heavy up, "I didn't go out last night, just in the yard."

"You're not here. I want to find you. I can't sleep when my eyes are closed."

"There are a lot of mosquitoes in the yard. I put my half asleep and half awake in the middle of the night and cling to the place where I have been bitten

Jiang languor taps his skull: "silly."

Xing boiling snow out of his mind, only to find that Jiang Lang helped him bandage well, really does not hurt. Reach out to ginger languid, Xing boiling snow mouth: "embrace."

It's just a word. It's full of emotion. Sorry, sorry, wronged, love

Jiang Lang puts the medicine box in place, hears Xing boiling Snow's voice, turns around. Seeing his initiative, he came in a few strides.

Being held by Jiang languo, she reaches the head of the bed. When Xing Qixue lowers her head and wants to say a few words with Jiang Lang, she hears the sound of deep breathing.

He fell asleep.

But the hand is still rubbing his back, his waist. Did he realize that he didn't sleep well and that his bones were hard?

Jiang is so careful.

Jiang Lang loves him.

Xing boiling snow difficult under the cover of a man, holding the side of the quilt, good cover ginger lazy.

In Jiang languo sleep more and more mature, Xing boiling snow can finally reluctantly from the control of ginger lazy out.

His sharp eyes found that although there was a little sweat on Jiang's body, there was also the smell of soap used in bathing at home.

When she went to the bathroom, she found the clothes that Jiang Yong wore last night in the dirty clothes basket.

Xing Qixue didn't have any conscious mistake. Jiang Lang really came back once. Did you find out he wasn't there and went out to look for him.

That is to say, they could sleep next to each other for an hour or two last night, but they missed it because of their own small grievances?

He also made Jiang languo more tired, and his sleeping on the ground was full of bones.

Xing boiling snow shriveled mouth, he reached out to play his forehead, "really, not sensible."

But why.

It's weird.

Since childhood, he has been a sensible part of the children. How to grow up, but often play their own are childish temper.

"Jiang Yong..."

Xing Qixue went back to the bed, looking at him, staring at him, coagulating him and loving him.

"You see, you've indulged me." Gently lift the broken hair in front of man's forehead, Xing boiling snow leaves a kiss on Jiang languo's forehead. "How can you love me so much?" he said with a smile

Counting Jiang's wake-up time, Xing goes to cook delicious food for Jiang.

When the soup is about to be cooked, the man is close behind him and finally hugs him.

Xing Qixue's stone pot cover almost fell off. Fortunately, he was held by Jiang Lang and put it down again.

Turn around, Xing boiling snow looks up at him, "wake up some fast."

"Feet, change the medicine." Jiang Lang but returned such a sentence, and then picked up Xing boiling snow.

Xing boiling snow staring at his feet, "it will not fall off."

"When the wound scarred, it will fall off."

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