"Sister."
Huofei, who had never spoken, came over, raised her small face and gently pulled Duanmu yawang's clothes.
"What's the matter with Fei Fei?"
Duanmu yawang pinched his beautiful little face and kissed it with his head down.
Gong Yulan frowned.
Huofei's little face was slightly red and didn't speak. She pulled Duanmu yawang's clothes like this, and her action was very dependent.
Duanmuya looked at it and smiled: "Fei Fei doesn't know how to comfort me?"
"Yes."
Huofei blinked and answered.
"Silly Fei Fei." Duanmu Ya Wang stretched out her hand, held huofei on her legs and rubbed his head. Suddenly she didn't know what to say. She was reduced to letting a child worry about her.
However, generally speaking, huofei doesn't understand these human feelings.
She narrowed her eyes and looked at the weeping Brahma Sutra and the little white deer: "just think about it. Why pull us Fei Fei into the water? Do you make me miserable?"
"Sobbing, Xiaoya Wang, don't you think you're miserable now..."
"Get out."
Before the Sanskrit scriptures were finished, Gong Yulan lifted his thin lips and said a word coldly.
The voice of the Buddhist Scripture suddenly paused, the sleeve covering his face gently moved away, and glanced at Gong Yulan. He saw that his face was cold and his eyes were very unhappy. A chill immediately spread from his toes to his limbs and bones!
"I, I'll go now."
The Vatican Sutra dared not make a mistake and pulled the little white deer to leave. Gong Yulan stopped him and said to huofei, "you too."
"OK."
Huofei nodded obediently and left the room with the Brahma Sutra little white deer.
The three left, leaving only Duanmu yawang and Gong Yulan in the room.
Gong Yulan stood in place and looked at Duanmu with his expressionless lips.
Duanmu yawang sat up straight and looked up at him.
Neither of them spoke for a moment.
For a moment, Gong Yulan sighed, took a few steps, came to Duanmu yawang, pursed her lips and pulled on her face without saying a word!
"Ah! It hurts..."
Duanmu Ya looked wrinkled and cried out in pain.
Gong Yulan looked cold, his hand didn't loosen, and said, "I didn't exert myself."
Duanmu yawang certainly knew that he didn't exert any force, but as soon as Gong yulanzhi entered the door, she found that his face was wrong. It was estimated that she... Provoked him.
So she had to be good.
"But why do I feel pain?" Duanmu yawang didn't blush because he was exposed. Instead, he blinked two big eyes and said innocently on his face: "is it because the abdominal pain spread on his face?"
When Gong Yulan stopped listening, his face became darker, "stand up."
"Oh." Duanmu yawang stood up obediently.
Gong Yulan held her one arm and the other hand reached her abdomen. He easily found the position where she was seriously injured. His palm pasted it gently.
Duanmu Ya looked stunned for fear that he was worried and said, "in fact, the injury is not serious. I have taken medicine and am much better now. Don't..."
Before she finished, there was a soft and soothing aura in his palm. That aura lingered in his palm and was transmitted to her skin little by little along his palm.
Then Duanmu yawang felt that his injured place seemed to be coated with some medicine. Suddenly, he became very comfortable, and the pain slowed down a lot.
After a while, all the pain disappeared.
It felt like she had never been hurt.
Duanmu yawang was stunned and wanted to ask Gong yulanzhi what was going on. Gong yulanzhi frowned and took off her coat, then lifted her inner coat, and put her beautiful and slender palm on her delicate, white and tender abdomen.
The heat of his palm was directly transmitted to her.
It's hot and hot.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
Duanmu yawang finally reacted and was surprised. He hurriedly grabbed Gong yulanzhi's hand and blushed like a peach: "I tell you, don't mess around, I..."
Before she finished, the door was knocked open with a bang. At the same time, Duanmu yawang heard Bai Xi's words: "by the way, yawang, just now I seem to see that your face is very ugly. Have you lost a lot of weight, and you won't talk to us..."
However, before he finished, he suddenly stopped when he saw the scene inside. He turned his head and trotted out. While running, he closed the door and said, "sorry, I didn't mean to. I, I, I... I didn't see anything."
Then she closed the door and hurriedly ran away.
Duanmu yawang: "
Gong Yulan just twisted his eyebrows, and his face was very ugly.
Duanmu yawang was stunned for a while, and then finally reacted. He pulled out Gong Yulan's hand stuck on her abdomen and stared at him: "you see, people must have misunderstood."
It's embarrassing to say that the male friend of the quilt saw himself stretched out his hand into his clothes
"There's nothing to misunderstand."
Gongyulan was calm and tight. He didn't think it was wrong to look at Duanmu ya like this.
She's his anyway.
But Duanmu yawang always felt a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, however, her clothes and clothes were good, and there was no meat exposed, which was good.
Duanmu yawang didn't worry about this. He thought of something and asked Gong yulanzhi, "you've only been out for a few days. Why are you back? You're finished?"
"I'm afraid I can't finish my work so soon." Gong Yulan just reached out and pinched the tip of her nose. "Outside, I feel that the location of the loyal and brave palace is much more full of hostility, but there is no smell of you and your grandfather, and it has been like this for several consecutive days."
Duanmuya looked stunned: "you should go far away. Can you feel it like this?" even if he was a God, it was incredible!
"I used a special induction. You can't imagine what's going on for the time being." Gong Yulan simply explained, and then stopped talking.
Duanmu yawang scratched her head and didn't ask again. After all, she really didn't understand what was going on.
It's impossible for Gong Yulan to feel such a long distance casually.
"Do you think there was an accident in Prince Zhongyong's residence, so you came back?"
Gong Yulan just pinched her face and pulled, but he didn't answer.
Although he didn't answer, Duanmu yawang was sure he was right.
She was a little moved. She tilted her head and stretched out her hand to him. She smiled with big eyes: "hug."
Gongyulan stopped looking at her, bent over and put his hand firmly around her.
Duanmu yawang put her hand around his neck, put her head on his broad shoulder and smelled his good smell. She was a little calm in her anxiety and anxiety these days.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.