Chapter 1717

Before coming back, all the injuries on Murong Mian's body are not important, and the pain can't cause him much damage, but the love and concern in his heart for Ji Mianmian can never be healed.

That kind of heartbreaking suffering, missing, just like someone with a serrated knife on the heart again one day, the pain of the whole body shaking, but can not see the wound, in addition to miss, or deeper miss.

it's like being poisoned. Every day, every day, you have to suffer. You want to see her and see her with her all the time.

So, he didn't survive and came back.

After coming back to see Ji Mianmian, those suffering suddenly turned into smoke, she is his best medicine.

As long as she's here, she'll be cured.

As long as she was there, he could feel the comfort.

Murong Mian deepens the kiss. The girl he loves most in his heart is his only antidote.

Ji Mianmian heard Murong Mian's words, his heart was shy and happy. With his action, he unconsciously hugged his neck and cooperated with his action.

I don't know when it began to rain outside the window. The rain dripped on the window.

But the two people in the room didn't realize it.

Ji Mianmian and Murong Mian's bodies are like vines intertwined together, and no one can separate them.

After touching, Murong Mian turns over with Ji Mianmian in her arms and lets her lie on her body: "I think it's ok?"

Ji Mianmian's cheeks are crimson, her whole body is covered with pink, and her eyes are covered with water. She bit her lips and gave him a angry look.

"I said, you are my only medicine, you see, I'm in good health."

Ji Mianmian lay on his chest and didn't speak. In fact, she just wanted to tell Murong Mian: you are also my only medicine.

But she was afraid that after she said it, he would deliberately explain it.

She likes the present very much, because she can see, touch, be with him every day, feel his existence, his temperature.

The room is very quiet, only the sound of raindrops can be heard outside the window.

Murong Mian got up with Ji Mianmian in her arms and said, "take a shower."

"Good..."

Murong Mian wants to pull Ji Mianmian in the bathroom.

But she worried about his Murong sleep body, threatened: "if you dare to come again, the next week I will go back to my room to sleep, you sleep in your room."

A few seconds later, Murong Mian pinched the soft meat on Ji Mianmian's cheek: "I'm kidding you. What kind of person am I?"

Ji mianbai looks at him, you are not that kind of person.

After coming out of the bathroom, Murong Mian dried Ji Mianmian's hair before cleaning himself up.

Ji Mianmian wants to help him. He refuses to let her move. He covers her up and lets her sleep.

She was lying on the pillow, looking at the way Murong Mian wiped her hair. She was staring at the face, a little distracted.

He is still very good-looking, even better.

However, he never said, why didn't he see you for a year, he now has this face?

Murong Mian never mentioned what happened after he fell off the bridge that night, nor did Ji Mian.

She doesn't care what he looks like, but She is still uneasy about what happened to Murong Mian in the past year, because the unknown will cause fear. She is afraid that it will become a time bomb in their future life. Will it come out.

Ji Mianmian sighs in her heart. I don't know when he will speak to her.

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