Chapter 1348

Li Qingcang teaches Ye Tianxin to eat the fruit of cactus.

Peel off the skin of the fruit, inside is some pulp red liquid.

The pulp red liquid flowed down the fingers to the yellow sand.

"Here you are."

Ye Tianxin took the fruit, she gently sipped the liquid, a sour feeling filled her mouth.

"Delicious."

In the desert, anything becomes food.

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang are sitting next to the cactus. They lower their heads and share the fruits of cactus in silence.

About this time, Li Qingcang is beside Ye Tianxin.

Ye Tianxin instinctively relaxed.

She leaned against Li Qingcang's back and whispered, "brother Li, I'm so sleepy."

From the beginning of flying to now, ye Tianxin's spirit has been in a state of high tension.

As Augustine said, no one in this land can believe it?

Ye Tianxin didn't believe in the Tang and Song Dynasties and Qinchuan, so she didn't take it seriously and had a good sleep.

But now it's different.

Here comes her backbone.

She can rest assured in Li Qingcang's back to sleep.

Because she believes, even if he does not admit that he is Li Qingcang now.

He won't hurt her.

Because, no matter whether he accepts or not, he is Li Qingcang, ye Tianxin's incomparable affirmation.

After a while, leaf sweetheart will rely on Li Qingcang's back, gradually issued a uniform breathing sound.

Under the mask, Li Qingcang's corner of mouth rises slightly.

After a while, Li Qingcang waited until ye Tianxin was asleep, then he took off his windbreaker, spread it on the desert, and hugged Ye Tianxin in his arms.

He affectionately looks at the leaf sweet heart's face, her mouth corner, has a touch of light pulp red.

The color, like her lipstick, gorgeous as blood.

She is so beautiful that she wants to admit that she is Li Qingcang.

His big hand, gently stroking Ye Tianxin's small face as pure as white porcelain.

"Honey ~"

"honey ~"

his voice is low alcohol and sexy.

Like the strings of a cello, after playing, they emit a series of aftershocks.

Bright moonlight, shining on her face, Li Qingcang is not sleepy at all.

He greedily looked at the leaf sweetheart in front of him, and wished to turn her into a miniature version of a little girl, put it into his pocket, and take her to any place he wanted to go.

On her foot, there is a scar on her heart.

It could have been the wound left by the desert eagle when it escaped.

Unfortunately, Li Qingcang's body does not take medicine, he also has no way to give leaf sweetheart's foot medicine.

She's barefoot, it's night, maybe OK.

But tomorrow, one day, the sun will scorch the desert.

How could her delicate feet stand in the desert.

That must be impossible.

Li Qingcang thought, tomorrow he must carry her to leave.

But he was afraid that the longer he stayed with her, the more reluctant he was to leave.

He was afraid that he would like to be with her all the time, forever together, never separated.

In the distance, a scorpion crawls over.

It's so cute with its claws open.

Li Qingcang reaches out and grabs the scorpion.

This thing, well handled, is also delicious.

His horse, it's gone now.

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