Chapter 161

At the moment when my lips touched the palm of Wen chuyang's hand, I heard a "stab" sound, and then began to emit white smoke. Wen chuyang's palm was melting away a little bit. Although I was distressed, I didn't stop because I found that the needle was melting along with it.

After all, the blood of the lips is limited, and it won't come out after a while. I closed my eyes and was cruel again.

So repeatedly, I don't know how many times, the palm of Wen chuyang's hand has been burned by my blood. Of course, the needle that pierced into it has not survived. It first turned into a pool of black water, then evaporated and disappeared.

"The needle is gone, Wen chuyang. Can you escape that spell now?" I hold Wen chuyang's hand and look up to see his face.

When I raised my head, I found that Wen chuyang was looking down at me, his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and a pair of long black eyes were staring down at me, with unspeakable feelings in his eyes.

See his line of sight and my line of sight on, my heart a joy, with a smile asked: "Wen chuyang how are you?"

As soon as my voice fell, I felt that I was holding Wen chuyang's hand. Suddenly, I held my hand back and pulled me into his arms.

As a result of the action is too strong, I severely hit his strong chest, almost bounced back, and then his powerful arms tightly around me, I was trapped in his arms.

"Wen chuyang, are you really OK?" I asked excitedly, lying in his arms.

"It's all right, we'll get out of here now!" Wen chuyang's low magnetic voice sounded in my ear, like a whisper to me, which made my heart beat half a minute faster.

"Well." I snorted, "it's terrible here. Let's get out of here." Then I closed my eyes and felt his embrace.

"Good." Wen chuyang said, then tightened his arms.

All of a sudden, I felt dizzy, and my brain was spinning like it was out of control. When I felt that the rotation stopped, I suddenly heard Zuo Xintong's anxious voice ringing in my ear, "millele! Are you all right? Are you awake? Hello... Mirena

My consciousness gradually recovered, and everything around me seemed clear. I slowly opened my eyes and found Zuo Xintong squatting beside me, anxiously looking at me. Seeing that I woke up, I finally showed a relieved expression.

I hurriedly went to see Wen chuyang sitting opposite me. He was already awake. Qi Ziyi was helping him deal with his hand that was almost scorched by me, while he was staring at me tightly.

Climbing forward two steps, came to Wen chuyang's side, looking at the charred hand, some distressed to ask: "hand pain?"

"Why is your mouth so swollen?" Wen chuyang does not answer rhetorical questions.

"Mouth?" When he said that, I subconsciously touched my lips with my hand. Only then did I find that my lips were burning and painful, and my lower lip seemed to be swollen badly.

"All right!" Qi Ziyi bandaged up for Wen chuyang and spoke simply.

As soon as Qi Ziyi's voice fell, Wen chuyang reached over and pressed my head toward him. I was made to lean forward by the sudden action and fell out of Wen chuyang's arms. But my lips were kissing by Wen chuyang's lips.

Wen chuyang's kiss was domineering and long. I was so surprised by this sudden action that I widened my eyes, but I soon closed my eyes and entered the state.

At this time, all my senses seem to have lost their ability. Apart from hearing their own heartbeat, the only thing I can do is to stretch out my arm, surround Wen chuyang's neck, raise my head as far as possible, and cater to Wen chuyang.

"Don't squat there!" Zuo Xintong's voice.

"Good envy, I also want to..." Qi Ziyi's voice.

"Well, there are a lot of female corpses over there. You can just kiss anyone who is close to your eyes." Zuo Xintong's voice.

"No! I just want to kiss you... Ah! Ah! Ah -- "Qi Ziyi's howl, but it's getting farther and farther away.

Listening to their conversation, I didn't open my eyes, and I didn't feel shy. Now my only feeling is that I'm very down-to-earth. When I think that the man I'm holding hasn't disappeared from my eyes, I think everything is worth it.

"Feel better?" After a long time, Wen chuyang released me, lowered his head, looked at my flushed cheeks, hooked the corners of his lips, and asked with a smile.

When asked by Wen chuyang, I found that the lips, which were originally hot and swollen, felt much more comfortable after the cold compress of Wen chuyang's cold lips, and it seemed that they also had a lot of swelling.

"Wen chuyang, how are you feeling now?" I look up at Wen chuyang, staring at his eyes, I don't want to miss his expression, I really want to make sure whether he is really good now.

"Of course." When Wen chuyang looked at me, he suddenly picked up his eyebrows and began to smile, "my mother's lips are soft and soft. It's very comfortable to kiss."

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"That's not what I'm talking about!" I was a little embarrassed to stare at him, "I want to ask, you that... Is you trapped in the inside has been unable to get out of the time... That, is not the thing you fear the most? Are you ok? "

"Ah! You want to ask, "I saw myself die in front of me over and over again." Wen chuyang's tone was very relaxed. "I was shocked when I saw that for the first time! There was only one thought in my mind: I was killed by digging my heart alive! I didn't want to see it the second time. The third time I was thinking about who hated me so much. The fourth time, I thought that this person is skillful and must not be a simple person. The fifth time, I thought why I can't see all the faces of people here except myself. Is it because I lost my memory? After that, I have no idea. The more I read, the more numb I feel. "

"Are you really OK?" I looked at him with an assumed relaxed expression. I knew that things could not be as easy and simple as he said, otherwise he would not show that kind of painful expression, and would not be trapped in it.

He said that just to reassure me.

"Wen chuyang, since you have chosen me to be your mother, I hope you can rely on me occasionally. I..." when I was half way through, Wen chuyang put out a finger and pressed it on my lips.

"Didn't I rely on my wife's strength to get out of danger this time?" Wen chuyang looks at me with a smile. It's just the corner of his lips, but it makes a face look so vivid.

Thinking of Wen chuyang just seen in the memory, he has the temperament of relegation immortal.