Chapter 2775： The tired and tired little general of the tired general (40)

2775: Wordscapes Uncrossed Winter-Flake 5 Answers

Next door was the shallow breathing of the girl, who was stiff.

It feels like lying on your stomach in the cold snow, waiting for the enemy to come.

Test his endurance and physical strength.

Although I don't need that much physical strength, I don't know why it seems to test the endurance more.

Why don't you sleep?

She seemed uncomfortable to turn over.

The small body curled up.

The quilt followed.

Lu Xinglan was silent and continued to wait.

When she fell asleep, she could remove the obscure quilt in the middle.

And she slept sluggishly and slept heavily, and she would roll over automatically.

When he touches her, it won't be ... it's his fault.

Lu Xinglan waited hard, waited ...

She rolled over carefully, as if still holding her breath.

Seems afraid to wake him.

Lu Xinglan stared blankly at the top of the bed, why ... still not sleeping?

He took a deep breath, didn't snor, and then turned his eyes carefully to see what happened to her.

As a result, she turned her eyes, but she saw Bai Weiwei's eyes open, her eyes flushed, her face full of moist water, like her peach-colored cheeks.

Lu Xinglan frowned, and immediately stood up and touched her face.

It's terribly hot.

Wait, those supplements should affect men more.

How could she react so coldly when she was cold?

Bai Weiwei seemed a little puzzled, "Young, young master? Did it make you loud?"

In the dim light, the man's expression was terrible and serious. He stared at her for a long while before reluctantly saying, "In the future, the body will be uncomfortable.

After that, he got out of bed and went to the ice basin.

There is a large piece of whole ice in the ice basin.

Lu Xinglan smashed his palm with no expression, then took the cotton pad and wrapped it with crushed ice.

Then she stretched out her fingers, pulled the shredded hair off her forehead, and placed the broken ice on her forehead.

She has a fever.

He cooled her.

Bai Weiwei stared, her eyes soft and confused.

Like a child who is not sensible, hides his unhappiness, thinking that no one will find it.

Lu Xinglan's condemnation for export was temporarily halted.

He covered her with ice for a while, determined that the flushing at the end of her eyes had faded, and then took off the ice that had started to turn into water.

It's so hot.

I also eat Dabu items, which are harmful and useless.

He asked coldly outside: "warm water, towels, and bitter medicine to reduce fire."

Bitter bitter fire.

Especially in this summer, the bitterness effect must be the first among the medicines that can set off fire.

Fetched something.

Lu Xinglan slowly fed Bai Weiwei with water.

The medicine is still boiled.

In the deep night, a bitter medicinal scent permeated the air.

Bai Weiwei labored to open her eyes. She was lying soft, and began to recover her pale complexion with a fragile beauty.

Lu Xinglan still frowned, sitting next to the bed, her gloomy eyes a little more worried.

Bai Weiwei looked at him for a while.

Then he reached out his hand and gently caught his fingertips.

"Master ..."

Her voice trembled, but with a deep affection she could not hide.

"You are such a good person."

You are really ... a good person.

This is a sentence that Lu Xinglan is not unfamiliar with.

Many ordinary people have said this to him in the face of the victory.

The result was less than her fragile eyes, a shock of weak praise.

Lu Xinglan looked at her for a long time, and finally sighed, and gently stroked her beautiful eyes, his voice was low and soft.

"Sleep, I'm here."

The night was getting darker, and the man turned his back to the candlelight.

In the dark, his eyes were like starry light.

He bent his fingers gently, put her fingertips into his palms, tightened a little.

[Ding, the male lead is thirty-five. 】

The last one is bigger, good night.

I went to write a new article, I was a hard-working little bee, and buzzed away.

(End of this chapter)