Seeing this, Qin Yanchen's hand patted gently on her chest. Listening to the heartrending cough, his heartache was about to shrink into a ball.
Qiao Ansheng reluctantly opened his eyes, but his vision was like covered with a layer of frosted glass. He was confused and could not see clearly. He could only see a vague outline of the man.
She turned her head and looked at the vague outline. The severe pain from her abdomen condensed to the nerve endings, making her voice weaker when she spoke.
"I, cough... I'm fine."
When she rolled down, she was well protected by a man, but the pain in her abdomen was unbearable. When she wanted to kick her, she tried her best.
Qiao Ansheng breathed with a smell of blood.
Qin Yanchen heard her weak response. His nerves were like electricity. He felt happy and excited and washed him from top to bottom.
He gently hugged the man in his arms and put his strong arm around Qiao Ansheng.
Qiao Ansheng blinked. She swallowed the bloody smell in her mouth and realized that the man holding her was shaking all over her.
She couldn't help but hoarse her voice and wanted to reach out and pat the man on the back, but there was no strength in her hand and she hadn't reached into the air.
He was gently held by the man and held it to his mouth.
Qin Yanchen kissed her moist lips from her hand, and then her eyes
When her cheeks were close to each other, Qiao Ansheng felt the moisture on the man's face. She tried to focus her eyes, but found that the man's eyes were full of blood, but his eyelashes were wet.
"Did you... Cry?"
Qiao Ansheng looked at Qin Yanchen's worried look. Uncontrollable bitterness and sweetness poured into her heart. She didn't expect to see men cry in her lifetime.
I don't know if he was so sad with tears like today when he said he broke up.
Qiao Ansheng's thoughts float far away.
"Why not go?"
Qin Yanchen did not answer her question.
Qiao Ansheng coughed again, and the hoarse voice spilled from her lips: "you... Want to protect me... Don't I... Just, don't want to protect you?"
"If something happens to you... Do you think I can survive?"
Although Qiao Ansheng was targeted by her stepmother and others since childhood, her ability and appearance were extremely outstanding, which made her life smooth before meeting Qin Yanchen.
After meeting Qin Yanchen, he was spoiled by men.
Therefore, she has a very unique temperament in her character. She knows the suffering of the world, but she has not suffered too much, so she has a childlike innocence and blind courage.
Qin Yanchen's throat was blocked by her words similar to "you're dead, I won't live alone". He raised his fingertips covered with dust and blood.
After wiping his body, he put it on Qiao Ansheng's face, and then his fingertips fell on Qiao Ansheng's cold lips.
Qin Yanchen couldn't say any gentle words. All the words that could express his feelings seemed to disappear in his mind. He stared at Qiao Ansheng's lips.
Suddenly he bowed his head and put down his lipstick.
All his love was in this kiss, and the tsunami rushed into their lips and tongues, drowning every inch of their senses.
Qiao Ansheng is very tired. She closes her eyes and feels the tenderness of men.
Qin Yanchen put his hand little by little against Qiao Ansheng's ribs and tentatively touched it.
Just now, Qiao Ansheng vomited blood, and his heart was almost broken. He was afraid that the man would break Qiao Ansheng's ribs. If so, they would stay in this deserted valley without any medical conditions.
I'm afraid Qiao Ansheng can't hold on before he waits for rescue.
Fortunately, he gently touched it all the way and didn't find any obvious depression. It should be that he didn't hurt his ribs.
Qin Yanchen's tension suddenly paralyzed.
He pulled back a distance. Seeing Qiao Ansheng's eyelids that could not be opened, he simply stuck them to her ear and gently comforted: "sleep for a while, I'll take you home."
Qiao Ansheng leaned in his arms like a collapse. Although her abdomen was still in bursts of pain, she realized that she was too dizzy. As soon as her head tilted, she closed her heavy eyelids.
……
When she woke up again, she was stimulated by a smell.
The dull feeling of being pressed by boulders on her chest and abdomen has dissipated, and the abdominal pain has disappeared a lot. She opened her eyes and touched her hand's consciousness.
I found myself lying in a hard bed.
"Cough..."
The light inside the house was a little dim. She couldn't see what time it was. She didn't know what she was doing outside. It crackled like setting off firecrackers, which made her have a headache.
Xu Shi heard her cough, and a burst of eager footsteps sounded in the house. Then Qiao Ansheng was shrouded in a dark shadow.
"Do you feel better?"
The man sat next to her, stretched his arm to the back of her neck, slowly helped her up, and handed the hot water in his hand to her lips: "drink water."
After tossing for a long time, Qiao Ansheng finally saw the water. Suddenly, it was like a man in a long drought who met the sweet rain. He began to drink all the time.
The water ran across the dry throat with a tingling feeling, but she didn't feel it. She just drank the water from her mouth greedily.
After a cup of water, her throat was burning better. She supported on the man's chest and her vision was still a little lax.
The roaring sound in my ears still lingers.
Qiao Ansheng could not help shaking his head and asked suspiciously and hoarsely, "what voice?"
Just after asking, there was a sudden burst of thunder outside
Qiao Ansheng was startled and instinctively shrank into Qin Yanchen's arms.
"It's raining outside, Sheng Sheng..."
Qin Yanchen took her shoulder and hugged some shivering people. He held her cold hand and rubbed it carefully. He felt that it was finally hot, so he stuffed it into her quilt again.
Qin Yanchen kissed her forehead. The people in his arms shrunk in his arms. They were soft and pitiful, and their eyes were red and swollen, like a pitiful little rabbit.
Qin Yanchen thought of the crimes she suffered today. He was so distressed that he hugged someone in his arms and asked her in a low voice.
"Is there any discomfort there?"
Qiao Ansheng shook his head and tried to put his head out of his arms. After a while, his spirit almost slowed back.
Then I realized that the crackling sound just now was the sound of rain beating on the roof and outside the window.
With a faint light, she saw the wooden window embedded in the wall. The rain fell on the glass like a curtain, and she could vaguely hear the wind calling outside.
Accompanied by bursts of thunder.