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the two people feel very harmonious.
Yang Zimei's mood is more heavy.
Jiang Ziliang likes Zhenzi so much that he hopes everything will be fine without her finally fighting against her.
Yang Zimei turned around in the yard and finally returned to the room in the snow lake.
Snow lake is sleeping again.
The former snow lake, like her, hardly had to sleep.
Now I'm sleepy again. It's really worrying.
The snow lake was curled up on the bed, with its black head bare.
Yang Zimei couldn't help but reach out to touch it.
Those scorched water smeared on her palm was not as severe as the snow lake had said before. She said that once she touched her skin, it would cause her skin to fester.
She also touched its head in the morning, and the hand was still OK.
Looking at from that lovely little head, murmuring out those scorched black water, Yang Zimei's heart was sad.
She didn't know if snow lake would hurt like this.
He never showed it.
Now it's festering like this. It seems impossible to say that it doesn't hurt.
Yang Zimei took out the snow lotus ointment that he made and put it on his finger. He gently stroked the burnt black spot on the head of the snow lake.
Maybe it's the snow lotus cream that is cold and comfortable, or she uses the vitality to touch, the snow lake's sleeping, slightly wrinkled face, also gradually ease up, sleep more peaceful.
She also found that the original gurgling out of the burnt black water, seems to have stopped.
Does this ointment work with her vitality?
Yang Zimei was very happy and continued to inject vitality and apply ointment to the top of the snow lake.
Snow lake suddenly opened his eyes --
when he saw Yang Zimei wiping his head with his fingers, he immediately tilted his head and jumped away, scaring her.
"Snow lake, come here quickly. Don't dodge. I'll heal you."
Yang Zimei exclaimed.
Snow lake stretched out small claws to touch on the head, found a cool, very nervous looking at Yang Zimei's hand, "girl, hurry to wash your hands!"
Yang Zimei spread out his palm and said with a smile, "don't be nervous. There's nothing wrong with it."
Snow lake stares at her white palm, as if afraid of a blink of an eye, there will be scorched black dirty water on her hands in general.
After watching for a while, he found that the skin on Yang Zimei's hand did not change. He slowly breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to her, and naturally jumped into her arms and curled up.
Yang Zimei once again reached out to touch his head and said angrily, "really, you don't have to worry about it."
"Still worried."
Snow lake's paw touched in the palm of her hand, "this is the trace left by Thor, not ordinary scar and rotten forehead."
"Maybe I'm special. Before you saved day by day, your whole body was like frozen. It was my tears that melted those ice. " Yang Zimei said.
"Is there such a thing?"
"Snow lake looks up at her," the specific situation how, say to listen. "
Yang Zimei said that day.
After listening to the snow lake, he put his small face on Yang Zimei's palm, "the original girl, your tears can warm me!"
"So maybe I can help you heal the thunder god wound. You see, the water doesn't flow. "
Yang Zimei took him to the mirror and asked him to look after him.
Snow lake looked at it carefully for a while, and her face was happy.
Although that kind of son is not good, but, actually stopped that lets the person worry the burnt black water outflow.
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