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

The book continues from the last time (bu)

Last time Ling Ling was really brave to save Mei Zhui, taking care of her to wash and change her medicine.

The fog outside the window was very thick, and it took a lot of effort to find the forest guard's house just now.

Knocking on the courtyard door, there was only one ancient old man left in the house.

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The bed in the side room of Shoulin Courtyard is narrow and small, more than one person and two people are slightly crowded.However, the ground is hot and humid, with the unique smell of red soil, so it is expected that people will not be able to sleep.

Lan Sizhui looked at the furry head that had rolled into his arms from the end of the bed, rubbed against his side arm lightly, grabbed his sleeve robe and tugged at it, and hugged him tightly into his arms .

This move seemed very familiar.

The same is true of the little rabbit in the quiet room.When he went to feed every day, they would stubbornly grab his skirts one by one, hug them or put them in their mouths to chew, and they couldn't shake them off, as if they were stuck to their bodies.

Only after he gently patted the little rabbit's head a few times and rubbed it again, the little white balls were willing to let go of him.

Thinking of this, Lan Sizhui turned sideways, unconsciously placed his hand on the top of Jin Ling's hair in front of him, pressed it lightly, then brushed it down along the neck and spine, and rubbed the back of his head.

The slightly wet hair that was just washed is no longer dry and stiff as usual. At this moment, it feels a little soft to the touch. The forehead hair is slightly curled, tilted to cover the eyes, resting on the nose, and blowing a few times with the breath. Silk rises and falls.

As if being disturbed by a strand of hair, he felt a little itchy, Jin Ling wrinkled his nose awkwardly, and flattened his mouth like a child having a temper tantrum.His hands were still clutching the snow-white inner shirt and refused to let it go, and he was uncomfortable being poked by the hair, and for a moment he wanted to turn over while moaning.

However, the inside of the bed is full of quilts and other idle things, hindering unnecessary actions.Jin Ling was confused and at a loss in his sleep, so he had to bend his legs forward, bow his waist slightly, and buried his head deeper into his arms.

Like a sleeping baby.

Is Jin Ling so insecure?Lan Sizhui felt silent.

Like a fetus just out of the mother's womb, it is instinctively afraid and terrified of everything around it, so it protects itself in this way in sleep, curls up, and wishes to bring itself back to the safe and peaceful origin in the mother's belly.

He was afraid that his body would hurt from being separated by the porcelain pillow against the wall, or maybe he hoped to bring him even a little safety comfort.Lan Sizhui put the hands that were gripping the corners of his robe into his bosom, only to realize that Jin Ling's palms were sweating, and his fingertips were tense and cold.It even trembled slightly, and the nails were so tight that they dug into the tiger's mouth.

It didn't look very real in the dark, he was really worried about Jin Ling, he might be trapped by a nightmare with his appearance like this.The sleeves were all trapped in Jin Ling's hands, and he couldn't reach the Ming Talisman in the Qiankun Bag, so he had to use the flint that he had prepared in the corner cabinet of the bed in the inn to light the candle before the collapse.

Because of this tugging, Jin Ling didn't let go of his hand, and his whole body was pulled a little crookedly.The upper body was heavily pressed on Lan Sizhui's thighs and lower abdomen, and was dragged along by the sleeves all the way.

Because of this tugging, Jin Ling didn't even wake up with his eyes open. On the contrary, not long after the candle was lit, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he was mumbling endlessly.

The situation is not good.

Seeing people being trapped and trapped so deeply.Lan Sizhui couldn't help feeling anxious, was it the effect of the demon mist, or maybe there was some trauma on Jin Ling's body that he hadn't noticed, which caused the wind and chill.

I touched my forehead with the back of my hand to test it, and it really felt a little hot, it was a bit burnt.

Lan Sizhui suddenly remembered that half an hour ago when he helped himself to take a bath, he slowed down his squatting posture, and his right leg that seemed to have been stretched deliberately, so he hurriedly went to lift the trousers of Jin Ling's calf.

The complexion that has not seen the sun all year round bullies Saixue, but now there is a broken skin and red abrasions lying on the top, one palm wide and three palms long, and some fine gray sand grains are still embedded in the texture, which may be the person who was at that time. I just wiped off the blood and applied hemostatic ointment and let it go.

Excessive spiritual power had been consumed to repel the monsters, and the wound he hadn't healed before was slightly infected, and even a hardened man couldn't resist it, not to mention that Jin Ling's constitution was already susceptible, and he was still trapped by the nightmare , I'm afraid that tonight it will inevitably burn uncomfortably.

His body temperature gradually became hot, but his hands and feet were still cold and damp.Maybe it was because of nasal congestion and difficulty breathing when lying flat, but Jin Ling opened his lips that were a little congested due to high fever, and the breath he exhaled seemed to be filled with heat, fluttering on Lan Sizhui's elbow.

The hand that was still checking the wound on his calf shrank suddenly, and Lan Sizui turned his head to see that Jin Ling had already rolled off the pillow under his neck and was on his side.In just a moment, his face was so bright red, his tentacles were hot, and his nostrils shrank a little due to the blockage.

Lan Sizhui could only hold onto Jin Ling's shoulders, leaning his whole body to the place where the two soft pillows overlapped. "Jin Ling! Wake up, wake up!" Feeling anxious at this moment, he ignored everything and directly called out the names of the people around him.Lan Sizhui gently patted Jin Ling's flushed cheeks, trying to wake him up from the nightmare, but with such a high fever, he was so dazed, it was really futile.

You can't let his fever go down like this, you have to find a way to lower his temperature a little.

The Qiankun bag was placed on the side of the table with the folded clothes, not far from the bed and there was a distance of nearly ten feet.Jin Ling was still holding on to the small piece of clothing, Lan Sizhui gently opened his fingers, but was caught even tighter.

"...don't...go away" he heard Jin Ling's whisper, mixed with gasp and hazy nasal voice, "um...don't...leave..."

This time, not only the fingertips were tightened even harder, but even the elbows were looped up, as if in this way they could never be separated from the things that passed away in the dream.

After repeated discussions, Lan Sizhui was also so entangled by him that he couldn't escape.However, the pills and ointments were all placed in the Qiankun bag, and now Jin Ling was feeling unwell from the burn, and the wound needed to be cleaned again.

Glancing at the clenched fists, he let out a long sigh. It seemed that it was impossible to pull out the clothes for the time being.

After thinking about it, he could only take off the single-layer underwear on his body and let him hug him before he could get away to get the healing medicine.

As soon as the cloth was out of his hands and lost its strength, Jin Ling threw it into his arms all at once, and made sure he didn't move.

Perhaps there was something in his bosom to comfort him, or the light sandalwood on his clothes to rest his mind and sleep. Although Jin Ling still closed his eyes, his hands were no longer trembling so much.

Lan Sizhui quickly turned over and got down on the bed, took tea from the pot, moistened the cloth towel, found the medicine in the Qiankun bag and put it at the end of the bed, leaned down and wiped Jin Ling's scratch clean again.

The candle was flickering, and the light and shadow hit the injured bruised skin, making the scabs of blood even more shocking.Although the force of the tuck had been lightened, when the sand and stones that had condensed in the flesh and blood along with the scabs were picked out and wiped away, it still brought a stabbing pain.

In his sleep, Jin Ling no longer had the brash look he had in the past, and no matter what he did in his heart, he also changed his appearance.At this moment, the wound on his leg was in burning pain, sobbing and crying.The calf also subconsciously wanted to kick it out, if it hadn't been for Lan Sizhui holding him down and applying the medicine, it would have already scratched the edge of the bed, and it would have been even more serious.

Lanjia wound medicine is cool, and the ointment is ice-cold. It will form a thin film and adhere to the flesh and blood in a short time after it is applied to the wound.On weekdays, this amount of time would only be a flash, but now Jin Ling is still immersed in a nightmare, and his body is restrained, so he instinctively twists and turns to escape. It is not easy to calm him down and wait for the ointment to build up.

In order to keep him from moving around and hurting himself, Lan Sizhui had no choice but to wrap his calf in his arms and wrap it around, using his own body temperature to warm his cold and stiff feet due to the high fever.The warm body temperature smoothed over the convulsions caused by the high fever, and Jin Ling finally calmed down, and stopped writhing around.

Wrap a bandage on the film-forming ointment for him and fix it, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.The dirt has been cleaned up, and there will be no more infections. After feeding the medicine and resting for the night, when the spiritual power recovers, the fever will definitely subside.

Jin Ling, who was peaceful in his sleep, was really well-behaved, and he was a completely different person from usual.Hold the rim of the cup against his lips to feed water and take medicine, and he will swallow obediently. When calling his name in a low voice, he will gently rub his head in response.

Lan SiZhui fed him the pill for internal use, and wiped away the drops of water overflowing from the corners of his mouth.Gently stroked his chest, supported him to lie down on his own, and tucked in the corner of the quilt.

She had always thought about taking care of him in this way before, but now she finally had the opportunity, but she was really anxious about his illness, and she didn't dare to make the slightest mistake.

Thinking about it at this moment, it must have been extremely uncomfortable. Jin Ling felt a chill all over his body, feeling the warmth and softness of the heat source by his side, and subconsciously went straight to the warm place.

That fluffy head rubbed against Lan Sizhui's chest.

Now that the inner shirt was clutched in Jin Ling's hands, Lan Sizhui could only wear the outer shirt with the neckline open, and he couldn't fasten the waist belt, and the furry head would open wide when he rubbed his head.

"A Ling...Young Master Jin, don't..." Before he finished speaking, Jin Ling's hands had already hugged his waist, half of his body lay on top of him, he retracted his forearm in satisfaction, and stopped moving.

But now he was afraid that even if he said something, Jin Ling wouldn't listen to him.Also considering that he was injured and sick and needed to accommodate him a lot, Lan Sizhui half leaned on the edge of the couch, gathered up his clothes, let Jin Ling fall asleep lying on his lap, pulled over the quilt that had slipped off, and put the His body was tightly covered.

If he wants to hug, let him hug.The body temperature of the two people was higher, which made him sweat in the second half of the night, and he recovered from his illness.

Maybe he wanted Jin Ling to rely on him more.

When he curled up into his arms in fear of the cold, besides the worry and pity, what he felt was a piece of softness and sweetness.

What I can't say or what I don't want to say on weekdays seems to be all revealed at this moment.

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She thought that holding him this night, she could sleep peacefully after the fever subsided, but she didn't want to get close to Yinshi, but the person in her arms was sweating, but her whole body was cold, and her hands and feet started scratching restlessly.

Lan Sizhui didn't sleep well in the first place, he hugged Jin Ling's back and leaned against the wooden railing while sitting with his eyes closed and rested, and would wake up when there was any abnormal movement.

"A Ling, what's wrong with you?"

In the past, hunting Jinling must have been in a room by himself, so he never knew that he would suffer from such a serious illness as convulsions.

I'm afraid he doesn't know it himself.

Although it was only for a moment, he saw Jin Ling's neck stretched back, his lips tightly pressed, and his body trembling and convulsing, which really frightened Lan Sizhui.Hardly thinking about it, he quickly hugged Jin Ling's body and laid it flat, suppressing his kicking calves, and relieving him with one hand.

Ordinary people do not have convulsions at this age.Thinking about it carefully, it was Jin Ling's old ailment when he was young. Did everyone in the Lanling Jin Sect treat him so casually?There is not even a careful person.

He had never resented others so much before, but at this moment he couldn't restrain his anger towards those who took care of Jin Ling in the past.

Why has no one discovered that he has survived the illness for so many years?

According to that person's temperament, even if the pain is extremely painful, he will definitely not tell others about it.

Fortunately, now let him find out.

It's not too late.

In the future... Ah Ling...

Don't hurt your body like this anymore.

I will also protect you.

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"...Well, um... aunt?" There was a warm and smooth touch on the forehead, gently brushing through the hair, just like the hand of my mother when I was young, taking away all the pain.

Jin Ling couldn't open his eyes, and his eyelids felt a little swollen.The forehead and temples are also jumping.

Is it Auntie?

His mind was not very clear, as if clouds were crowding together, floating and colliding; and it seemed as if plants were growing, breaking down and tearing his bones.

Auntie, I miss you so much.

Why did you refuse to look back at me in the dream?

Just one glance, one glance...

You and Dad are walking so fast, I can't keep up no matter how hard I chase, I can't touch, even a strand of hair, a piece of clothing, no matter what.

As if shrouded in darkness, Jin Ling firmly grasped the hand that brushed his forehead.

Soft and slender, with well-defined bones, wrapped his hand warmly in the palm of his hand.

"A Ling...Young Master Jin, are you awake?" He heard the familiar voice rubbed into his heart, his clogged and insensitive nose seemed to already feel the coolness of wood sandalwood without smelling it, scattered around.

That's right, the cocoons on the index finger and middle finger, and the broad shoulders on which they rest, are undoubtedly his wish.

Am I awake?

Even if I wake up, I don't want to really "wake up".

As long as you are confused and this is a good dream, you can rely on it without any scruples, and even like it silently in your heart, it is allowed.

The blush from the high fever has not faded from her cheeks, even if she gets a little redder, she won't be able to see it clearly...

I like you,

But, how can I tell you?

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Many days later.

Jin Lingmu stared blankly at the tome-like manuscript stuffed into his hand.

"Lan Yuan, what did you give me? The house rules of your Lan family?"

The person opposite seemed a little restless, and the robe on his right hand was wrinkled.Jin Ling knew that once Lan Sizhui got nervous, he would like to use his right fingertips to ravage the poor hem of his robe, rubbing and rubbing, and then pulling it.

I really don't know what's going on in that person's mind.

Lan Sizhui closed his eyes for a moment, and when he looked over again, he was always gentle.

"I asked the female cultivator's senior doctor to look up some prescriptions for me. If Mr. Jin accidentally catches a cold in the future and feels uncomfortable, he can treat it according to this method."

"Are you sick!" This time the uncomfortable person was replaced by Jin Ling, as if he had been blessed by the sun, the skin exposed outside Jin Xingxuelang's robe turned red and sweat broke out.

"Lan Yuan, you really have a leisurely mind. Did you sleep well in the Lan family's library?" Just now, Lan Jingyi was talking to himself about Lan Sizhui's weird behavior, such as disappearing all day, and moving all the bedding. Went to the side room of Zangshu Pavilion and so on.

Jin Ling saw him roll his eyes violently at him, his face turned pale and green again, "Guess what Lan Sizui would answer when I asked him who he was going to do this for?"

Ok?

"He actually said it was for someone he cares about! Someone he cares about? When did he, Lan Sizhui, have any other little wild flowers besides a caring brother like me?"

"It's almost like goosebumps stand on end. You didn't see it, but in his eyes..."

"..." Lan Jingyi said there, dancing and dancing, excited, yelling at Lan Sizhui to forget righteousness for profit and friends for sex.

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I'm thinking about something messed up!

Jin Ling shook his head, and couldn't help but want to throw this hot topic back to Lan Sizhui, so that he wouldn't be so hesitant.

Looking at the familiar elegance on the corners of Lan Sizhui's mouth and eyebrows, it seemed that he was even more at a loss as to what to do, something was pressing on his heart.

"You can just tell me. Can you make such a thick stack for me? You have time to write, but I haven't time to read it."

No, it is not.

Thank you Lan Yuan, Xin Hao only has you, and it is only you who discovered it.

I'll take a good look at it.

Most definitely.

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Today Lan Jingyi is still a confused tomato