Princess Sets Poison Again

Where Lan Yanyu could bear this, he was panicked, but he forced him to face it.

He attacked arrogantly, leaving his head blank, unable to think about anything, and only responding to him in his heart.

Feeling his response, Zhuo Qingyun felt an ecstasy in her heart and immediately kissed harder.

Zhuo Qingyun's body is getting hotter and hotter, and even this cold lake water can't be wiped out. Only the talent in his arms is his best antidote.

Lan Yuyu's head was getting more and more confused, he just felt like he was about to melt, and all his energy seemed to be sucked away by him and disappeared.

I don't know how long they kissed, Zhuo Qingyun finally came out of the water holding Lan Yuyu.

He didn't want to end at all, but he had to end, and he couldn't give him a kiss once.

Lan Yanyu lay softly in Zhuo Qingyun's arms, panting desperately.

Listening to his breathing, Zhuo Qingyun's breathing was disturbed again, and he tightened the people in his arms and laughed silently.

After a long while, Lan Yuyu finally regained some strength. He realized that he was still in his arms, and he pushed him away in shame.

"His!" Zhuo Qingyun also did not resist, fell into the water with the trend, and moaned in pain.

Lan Yanyu frowned, thinking of his wound, and immediately pulled him up again, sternly, "How are you?"

Zhuo Qingyun grinned in pain, but said, "It's all right."

Lan Yanyu's brows frowned even deeper, and he turned to go to see his wound, but he was taken by him, "Go up first, the water is cold."

He didn't wait for Lan Yanyu to speak, and hugged him ashore.

A gust of cool wind blew, and the two fought chills at the same time.

Zhuo Qingyun scanned the dark cave, took out the night pearl and shoved it into Lan Yuyu's hand. "Wait here, I'll find some firewood for the fire."

If the water falls this winter, if it is not dried, it is likely to get cold.

"Let's go." Lan Yanyu grabbed Zhuo Qingyun and looked at his back anxiously.

"Just pick up a firewood." Zhuo Qingyun patted his hand comfortably, then turned away.

Lan Yanyu took the night pearl and took a picture of it above the pond, but she could not see anything.

They just fell from there, and they just happened to fall into the pool, and they didn't know if the cave could go out, or it would be too difficult to return from the same way.

Between thoughts, Zhuo Qingyun had returned with some firewood.

"Not much, it should be enough to dry clothes." Zhuo Qingyun placed the pile of firewood on the ground, and then set fire with fire.

The two sat next to the fire, and Zhuo Qingyun took off her wet lining directly.

Lan Yanyu's face turned red, and immediately looked away.

Zhuo Qingyun threw the lining on the side of the stone and turned to look at Lan Yuyu, "You take off your clothes, dry them, and then wear them."

Lan Yanyu glanced down at his wet clothes, but he still took off, but he just took off his robe, but did n’t take off his lining.

"Why not take off?" Zhuo Qingyun came over, frowning at Lan Yanyu.

Lan Yanyu's lips shook her robe and shook her wet robe. "I'm close to the fire, and I can do it in a moment."

Zhuo Qingyun frowned, but said nothing. After taking over the robe in his hand, she took it to a large stone aside and bake it.

Lan Yanyu turned to look at the thick and long blood marks on Zhuo Qingyun's back, and frowned, "You can show you the wound. If it is poisonous, it will be troublesome."

Zhuo Qingyun's lips and corners ticked inconceivably, and she sat side by side to Lan Yanyu with her back to him.

The flesh-wound wound was soaked with water, and even more faint in the light of the fire, and the faint pain in the heart reappeared.

There was no movement behind him, Zhuo Qingyun tilted her head and asked, "Is it poisonous?"

Lan Yanyu converged, "No. I'll help you with medicine."

Finding the medicine, Lan Yanyu opened it and looked at it, but found that there was no water, she was relieved, and started to help Zhuo Qingyun apply medicine.

After the medicine was applied, Lan Yuyu tore a long strip of cloth from her body, twisted it, and dried it on the fire.

Watching Lan Yuyu's movement, Zhuo Qingyun frowned. "It's okay, you don't need to pack."

Lan Yanyu gave him a white look directly, "No bandaging, the medicine just wasn't in vain."

Zhuo Qingyun pursed her lips and touched her nose brightly.

After drying the cloth strips, Lan Yanyu began to bandage for Zhuo Qingyun.

Afraid to hurt Zhuo Qingyun, Lan Yanyu deliberately let go, but the crispy feeling was more tortured.

The cloth strip went around, and Zhuo Qingyun subconsciously held Lan Yuyu's hand.

Lan Yanyu lifted her eyes, and her heart flickered to the hot eyes of Zhuo Qingqing.

He lowered his eyes anxiously, and tied him a knot in a hurry.

Zhuo Qingyun grabbed Lan Yuyu's hand and took him into his arms.

Lan Yanyu drew her head and did not dare to look up.

Zhuo Qingyun looked at Lan Yanyu with a gaze on her eyes, suddenly hugged him, and murmured, "Do you know how much I miss you?"

A low-pitched voice sounded in the ear, and Lan Yanyu's eyes flickered, and her heart was a little stuffy.

Zhuo Qingyun buried her head next to his neck, sucking his breath greedily, as if to make up for the emptiness of these days.

"I'm thinking of you all the time these days, I know you don't want to see me, so I tried to restrain myself from seeing you." His voice was a bit bitter, as if he was telling him his grievances.

Lan Yanyu blinked reddish eyes and reached out to hug him comfortably, but reached halfway but paused.

"But do you know? All my restraint broke down the moment I saw you, and there was no trace of it left." His voice was full of depression, as if he didn't like this kind of self, but could not help it.

Lan Yanyu reached out his hand in the air, finally fell, and hugged him gently.

Zhuo Qingyun felt a joy in her heart, suddenly raised her eyes and pinched Lan Yuyu's chin, "I want to hug you, I want to kiss you, I want to do everything I want to do to you."

The hot eyes that seemed to burn everything, burned away all the escape routes he wanted to escape.

"Don't reject me."

The hoarse voice with infinite love and nostalgia left Lan Yanyu unable to refuse.

In fact, the man kissed his lips without giving him a chance to refuse.

He closed his eyes slowly, feeling indulgently his love, his attachment.

He said that he didn't think about him all the time, he was not the same, how many times he wanted to find him, but he was timid again and again.

The responsibility on his body does not allow him to indulge, but at this moment he just wants to indulge once in his own heart.

He suddenly wrapped around his body and tried to respond to him.

The hot kind of flame, which was already burning, was completely exploded at this moment. Zhuo Qingyun directly held him horizontally and hugged him, placed him on the large rock beside him, and leaned down and kissed him.