[Chailing] I want to fall in love, but my partner always pretends not to understand!

The love of little boys is to be the shield behind each other.

Seeing someone he likes get hurt, does Jin Ling get stronger as soon as he gets excited?

And Lan Sizhui, who is beautiful and true, is seduced and really fragrant Miss Jin (Jin Xiaozhaohu always pokes some baskets, giving himself a chance to indulge in beauty)

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The bright white moonlight poured into the inner room from the edge of the window, illuminating the fine dust in the air, floating and landing.

Just like Lan Sizhui's heart, also became tender in such a quiet night.

The couches of people in the mountains are narrow and small.He looked to the other side, and at some point, a figure rolled over, huddled up like a newborn baby, sleeping soundly with its knees curled up.

Fearing that he would fall and collapse, Lan Sizhui stretched out his arms and hugged his shoulders tightly, half-circling into his arms.

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At night in the forest, apart from the inexplicable cold, it was even weirdly humid. The tiny drops of water diffused from the leaves and branches under the pressure of the darkness of the night, and were pressed into the ground under the canopy of the trees, enveloping the The fishy smell of the soil sticks sticky to the human skin, like maggots attached to the bones, it is really disgusting.

Lan Sizhui had been separated from Jin Ling for a long time.Since the appearance of the real body of the mist demon, the human-faced owl, a thick fog has risen in the forest, covering the whereabouts of the mist demon.

The fog was strange, everyone could only see about two feet away, and if it was farther away, it would melt into a gray and white.

Originally, they happened to be close and within sight of each other, but Jin Ling was impatient, so he disappeared at some point.Remembering that he didn't bring his spirit dog with him this time, and went to the danger alone, Lan Sizhui was really worried.

The fog around him seemed to be thicker, as if there was a murderous air flowing among the intertwined bare tree roots of Pan Geng.Taking a step back, he suddenly bumped into a person's stiff and tight back, and the protruding butterfly bones knocked against each other, making a muffled sound.

"Hiss, who!"

The cries of pain from a young man were clear and familiar.

Upon hearing this voice, the tense heart was still beating wildly just now, but at this moment it slowly fell back to its original place.

"Young Master Jin," the two of them turned around almost at the same time, "You never..." Seeing that Jin Ling's clothes were not stained or damaged, and his expression was as usual, he thought it was all right.

Lan Sizhui stopped talking silently, and took down a dark blue crystal pendant from his waist, "It's dangerous here, the heart must first break through this fog." He stuffed the pendant into Jin Ling's palm, "Hold it, Xunling, Don't get separated from me again."

The spirit stone in the palm of his hand glowed slightly with an icy blue light, and it felt warm and cool to the touch. In this sticky and disgusting gray fog, it became a rather comfortable consolation.

"Lan Yuan, thank you."

Jin Ling raised his chin at him and blinked.With a snap of his fingertips, he fastened the pendant to his belt, and lightly bumped against the golden bell on one side, making a small crisp sound.

Lan Sizhui curled his fingertips and smoothed the messy tassels for him.Standing up and hugging the qin behind her to her chest, the sound of Lingling qin is like cold bamboo, with the sound of piercing through the air, as if passing through layers of fog to find the flaw.

It's dangerous here, let's go out first!

There was the sound of leaves hitting and falling, and it seemed to be just the sound of wind. "Lan Yuan, look to the right! Are you stupid?"

Perhaps it was the sound of the broken piano that annoyed the mist demon, a cluster of strange water vapor attacked the body of the piano like a sharp blade, and was defeated by the trembling 81 strings.But the string force was also stretched to the extreme by the demon power, once released, it bounced back uncontrollably.

Lan Sizhui didn't dodge in a hurry, the palm was attached to the index finger, and there was a four-inch cut on the pad of the middle finger, and the phalanx was visible deep.

"Go southeast first!"

"The sound of the zither is full of yang, and the monster mist has not shrouded it, maybe there is someone protecting the mountain." Lan Sizhui did not stop the movement of plucking the strings in his hand, blood dripped on the brown-black surface of the rosewood zither , lightly paved a layer, dyed bright red color.When the qin is horizontal, there is the sound of gold and spears, and the clang of the qin strings breaks a piece of smoke.

"Young Master Jin, hurry up and go."

Lan Sizhui subconsciously stood in front of Jin Ling. The monster was cunning, and would surprise him at some point, and it was difficult to distinguish in the thick fog, so his movements were restricted.What's worse is that the mind is restrained in such an almost closed environment. If you don't get out of the fog for a long time, you must blend in with the surrounding trees.

Unexpectedly, the water vapor emitted by the mist monster seemed to have the ability to dissolve metals, and just barely touched the string, but it gradually melted the entire thickest palace string.With the sound of "Zheng", the flow of spiritual power in the music was interrupted. At such a critical moment, there must be no time to continue the strings.

Lan Sizhui caressed the hilt of the sword with his bloody palm, the cold touch seemed to freeze and hurt.

A golden light flashed by beside him, and the sword energy was coming fiercely. He resisted the attack with agility and agility.

Jin Ling saw that Lan Sizhui had been plotted against by that monster's tricks, and the wounds on his hands were bleeding profusely, it was really not suitable for him to hold a sword and use his spirit energy.Knowing that he was stubborn, he was afraid that he would not be able to discuss with him, so he drew his sword and went up.

"Damn it, I'll go first. Either we go together, or I'll kill him right here!" Lan Yuan was really troublesome, so he asked him to go first. What was Jin Ling?

A little devil who needs protection?

Every time I want him to protect, this time I have to win the round no matter what I say, let him taste the suffocation of being overprotected!

Jin Ling was troubled by this, and the sword technique in his hand was even more changeable. The monster that he killed in a short time had to hide in the forest and did not dare to make a sound.

The forest is very quiet and dark, and the moonlight cannot penetrate through the dense leaves, leaving only some bright plant fluorescence on the bark and moss.

In the darkness, the expressions on the faces of the two of them were unclear, and there was only the sound of rapid breathing in their ears. Jin Ling put Sui Hua into the sheath, and he opened his mouth.Just seeing the blood stains on Lan Sizhui's glaring white sleeves, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Celebrating getting out of trouble?Comfort him with his injured hand?

What would Lan Yuan think of him, would she feel that she satirized his piano skills, or would she feel that she was a proud and arrogant person?

He just felt a flurry of emotions, and the unspeakable words seemed to permeate his whole body, following the flow of blood, swallowing his nerves bit by bit.

"Lan Yuan, you..." opened your mouth in a muffled voice, seemingly unable to find any words to use, "I don't know... I don't need help, I can do it alone."

As if feeling wrong, he changed his words hastily, "No, no, I mean you hurt your hand, I won't force others...you rest for a while, I brought golden sore medicine. If you want to use it, I can give it to you."

What am I talking about?I'm afraid Lan Yuan didn't want to laugh at me, it's all a mess.

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"Forget it, let me protect you for the rest of the way."

Jin Ling simply gave up thinking, followed his heart, and forced himself to make a decision.

He vigorously kicked away the clods under his feet, picked up a piece of grass clippings and fallen leaves, stepped on it again, and there was a crisp cracking sound, which shocked Muna's heart.

It seems that it is a bit cramped and weird to say anything, and it seems that it is too cold not to say anything.

He saw Lan Sizhui gathered his sleeves and picked up the piano, as if reaching out to him, his clear voice became softer in the darkness.

"I have nothing to do, let's go southeast and find someone's house."

With a movement of Bai's figure, Jin Ling saw clearly this time, did he want to hold his wrist?

Afraid of running away again?still……

This stuffy place really makes people cranky.Jin Ling knocked on the back of his head, and grabbed Lan Sizhui's hand neatly.

"Let's go, find a place to sleep at night..."

"..."

It was so dirty, blood dripped down the fingertips onto the white school uniform, blooming like red plum blossoms, gradually dotted into pieces, and then gradually stopped.

A string of red threads remained on the robe.

The monster has disappeared without a trace, and the white mist around here doesn't look like it will dissipate anytime soon.

Jin Ling had loved Jie since he was a child, but now he had his wrists wrapped around him.

"Young Master Jin, you...don't..." Lan Sizhui said, but it seemed to be coming from the bottom of his heart, it was too far away, and it was almost impossible to distinguish.

The surrounding silence makes people feel that the heartbeat seems to be deafeningly noisy.

It must be dark at night, otherwise the sadness on his face and the emotion in his eyes would scare Ah Ling.Lan Sizhui was thinking silently in his heart, but he couldn't help tightening his hands, and grabbed Jin Ling's knuckles.

"Let's go, this way we won't be separated again." He saw the shining blue spirit stone hanging around their waists, dangling as they walked.In this dark night, it was like two stars of the same system, leaning closely together.

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Naturally, Lan Sizhui's hands should not get wet.

The frantic search for people in the monster mist, the force of playing the piano to suppress the monsters, and the pain of ten fingers connected to the heart, is now covered in sweat, almost soaking through the underwear.

The burden of changing his dressing for him fell straight on Jin Ling's shoulders, making him almost dazed.

"I, you...you don't know how to wash yourself! You're three years old!" Jin Ling's face turned red almost from the neck to the tips of the ears, just like the water level at high tide.Almost slurring his words, he stuttered for a while, and finally a sentence popped out from the edge of his mouth.

"I don't...I won't wash it for you!"

The embarrassment and embarrassment on that face seemed to be real, shining brightly in front of his eyes.

"Lan Yuan, don't even think about it!" It's not a big deal if you change Lan Sizhui's medicine, but just take a bath and change clothes?

Jin Ling felt that his face was about to smoke.Since he was a child, he has mostly been alone, and he is not used to having someone stay aside to serve him while taking a bath, let alone let him serve others.

When he was young, he grew up in Jin’s family, and all the immortals and fairies in his family were wrapped in heavy dresses, and he could hardly see any skin except his face and fingertips; The disciples who were shirtless and jumping into the river felt unsightly, and Jiang Cheng wanted to cultivate his etiquette, Jin Ling felt that being naked was definitely something that would never be tolerated.

He is fond of cleanliness, and in the past night hunting, he puts a fifth new set of clothes in the Qiankun bag to prepare for natural disasters and man-made disasters.

Now let me wear a thin bathrobe, roll up my sleeves and expose my arms to take a bath for Lan Sizhui who is underwater in the bathtub?

No, it must be impossible!

Jin Ling immediately rushed out of the inner room, his back looked as if he was running away, and even the buckle of his sleeve was slapped at the edge of the screen due to his extremely fast speed, making a slight crisp sound.

Embarrassed, Jin Ling wanted to pull back the loose cufflinks, but as soon as he exerted force with his fingers, the jade beads of the cufflinks got stuck along the horizontal screen crevice.The more you pull on this side, the tighter it will get stuck.The cuff straps were tightly sewn to the end of the long sleeves, and they were usually used to tie up the excess space of the cuffs to prevent them from slipping, but now it really became an obstacle to hold him back, making him unable to move forward or retreat.

I can't just take off my shirt right here, although the screen is opaque, but the figure in the outer room can be seen completely under the swaying lights, I'm afraid that my panic at the moment has been completely taken into the eyes of that person.

Thinking that he had just escaped from that place full of bewilderment, but he had to go back again because of some incidents caused by himself, Jin Ling only felt dizzy for a while.

Sneak in?

The bathtub was facing south, and from Lan Yuan's sitting posture, it was probably facing the entrance of the screen.

"........."

But what if that person closes his eyes and takes a nap when taking a bath?At this moment, when he just sat in the bathtub for only a stick of incense, he is most likely closing his eyes and resting his mind!

The more Jin Ling thought about it, the more he felt that this was a possibility, as long as he took this opportunity to sneak in and undo the loose buckle, but at most a few seconds, even if he was discovered halfway, he would have already run out with his back turned.

Immediately think and act, if it is now, maybe there is still time.

Standing on tiptoe of the soft part of the boot, Jin Ling tried not to make any footsteps and moved slowly on the wooden floor.Grabbing the cloth strip and turning around, his eyes met Lan Sizhui's white back.

Fortunately, he didn't look this way.

The hands should slide out the buttons lightly and silently, but the eyes should be fixed on Lan Sizhui's movement.

Under the warm yellow candlelight, it brought a faint heat like warm jade, and as the water vapor escaped in the room, it also steamed Jin Ling's cheeks.

He hurriedly took a step back, but his eyes were still glued to Lan Sizhui's backline and could not be torn off.

Blue Wish's lines are really nice.This idea rolled around in Jin Ling's mind, rolling into his mind all the way, like a snowball piling up bigger and bigger.

In the past, the monks Yunmeng had seen and the commoner men he had seen when hunting at night in summer, there were also some who were so hot that they tore off their jackets and exposed their upper body to cool off.Either it is too lean and dark, or it has some fat attached, which really makes him not flattered.

But Lan Sizhui's spine is well-proportioned, even so close, it is very delicate, a thin layer of muscle lines spreads smoothly on the slender spine, a pair of beautiful arcs are formed by the butterfly bones, and it is hidden at the lower ribs up.The middle one is deeply recessed, as if full of shadows under the candlelight.

The shoulder line above the back is straight, Lan Sizhui's head is slightly lowered, his hair is pulled up to his chest, and the back of his neck seems to be slightly protruding.

Occasionally in the room, there was the low ticking sound of water vapor condensing into beads, small, but like water falling through rocks, bit by bit, it softened Jin Ling's uneasy heart today.

"Lan Yuan." Jin Ling said softly, as if afraid of breaking the peace of the room.

He saw that the scratches on the palms of Lan Sizhui's hands had turned white, and the outer skin was almost curled up. If he touched water again, the recovery would be even slower.I couldn't help but think of the way he stood in front of me today, with the same back.

Young people are not broad enough, but they are straight, firm and gentle.It seemed to contain everything about him and resist everything for him.

"I'll wipe your back, but you're not allowed to move."

"If you move, you can do the rest yourself. I don't care about you."

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Jin Ling never knew that the top-quality Jinchuang of the Jin family smelled so sweet and rich. The floral fragrance of Jinxingxuelang was almost [-]% concentrated, even with a faint fruity taste. It completely lacked the bitterness that medicine should have. It's like the ointment that a little girl uses to even out her face.

"As expected of the Lanling Jin family, they also have unique insights into spices."

Hearing what Lan Sizhui said, Jin Ling felt even more embarrassed.The fingertips that twisted the goose yellow ointment trembled a little. "This is medicine, not spices. Use it if you want it, and I'm reluctant to give it to you if you don't want it."

He grasped the right hand of Lan Sizhui's wrist, and unconsciously tightened it even more, the skin turned white and sunken in with all five fingers pressed against the ground.

In this way, the blood circulation is not smooth, stagnated in front of the wrist.Beads of blood ooze out from the wound that has already healed somewhat.

But the hand that was being held was very steady, and it was squeezed so tightly that it didn't even shake.

Jin Ling hated his appearance the most, it was weird as if he let himself be rounded and flattened, something was beating in his heart, trembling, disturbing his thoughts.

"Are you stupid? You won't call me even if it hurts." For some reason, the voice that came out became angry, like a vicious little beast having a temper.

"Young Master Jin, I'm not in pain."

The water vapor that permeated the room while bathing had not yet completely dissipated, Lan Sizhui had wet hair loose and was only wearing his inner garment.His long hair was black and black, and it fell down his shoulders softly. Jin Ling could even feel the smoothness of washing and combing him just now through his fingers.

He looked at Lan Sizhui's face and suddenly couldn't get angry.Obviously it was this person who made a mess of himself, and was upset, but was easily resolved by a smile.

Lan Yuan under the candlelight is simply fatal.If he often smiles at him like this in the future, what position does Jin Ling have to continue to be arrogant and indulgent?

"Be honest with me, put away the disgusting expression on your face." He tugged Lan Sizhui's arm viciously, but gently smeared the ointment on the crack with his fingertips, following the mechanism of the palm lines, From the inside circle to the outside, a thick layer was pasted, and six bandages were put on, covering his entire palm and tiger's mouth tightly, so stiff that he couldn't move.

It looks really funny.

Lan Sizhui watched dumbfoundedly as his hands were wrapped into two rice dumplings.Seeing that Jin Ling even had the urge to wrap another layer of fixation, it was as if his entire palm had been shattered and broken.

He quickly pressed Jin Ling's hand, and said after deliberation, "Lan May this injury is not serious, Mr. Jin doesn't have to..."

"You dare to try again. Last time who brought me...back to the inn, have you heard me?" His tone was really bad, and Lan Sizhui saw that Jin Ling's eyes were burning like candles. Hui.After staring at him for a while, he couldn't get over the bandaged hands, and let him wrap his hands into a ball with bandages.

The person who can wrap up a small wound like this, I'm afraid he has never healed other people's wounds.Jin Ling was the best among them.

"I haven't pierced anyone else yet. If I didn't recognize you as my family, how would you have this honor?"

He still remembers, family.

Lan Sizhui's heart skipped a beat, he thought it was Jin Ling's whim when he scattered the spirit note last time, just teasing him.Looking at it now, I really miss it in my heart.

"It will be finished in two days." Looking at his results, at least Jin Ling was extremely satisfied. He patted the white bandage lightly, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Hundreds of thousands better than his previous fierce appearance.

"Young Master Jin, tomorrow morning..."

The demon's whereabouts were uncertain, Lan Sizhui really didn't want to take any risks.Now that I and Jin Ling have not escaped from its fog, I am afraid that I will be dragged down...

Before Jin Ling finished listening to him, he already understood it in his heart. "Don't even think about it." He pursed his lips and raised his eyes to look straight at Lan Sizhui.

"..."

"I can do it too, so..."

I can protect you too.

He turned around as if angry, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Don't even think about it..."

The bamboo house seems to have filtered everything in the mountains and forests, leaving only the clear breath, with the warm light of the flickering candles, lingering on the face.

"it is good."

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(The following is funny)

Jin Ling originally thought he would suffer from insomnia.

Maybe it's because of too much spiritual power consumption today, or maybe it's because the light and sleeping sandalwood on Lan Sizhui's body is all within easy reach.

Before he had a cup of tea, he fell asleep almost in the dark, unconscious.Rolling away from the agreed one side of the bed, he approached Lan Sizhui.

Touching the heat source, he habitually rubbed his cheeks and scratched with his hands.

Seems like something is wrong?After murmuring a few words, he couldn't resist the intrusion of drowsiness after all, and fell asleep again.

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Fairy...how are you furry?