Chapter 917: Man

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"Um." Diao Chan closed her eyes suddenly and opened her mouth slightly.
Nalanchu didn't dare to neglect, and handed the reed rod to Diao Chan's lips to let him drink water.
While Diao Chan was drinking water, Nalanchu was observing him, and he said, "Master Diao Chan, do you hurt? A lot of sweat on your face."
"Isn't it your favorite face?"
"……Yes."
Nalanchu lowered the glass and began to wipe his face with a papa.
After wiping it, I just lowered it.
"carry on."
"Uh?"
Nalan Chu stunned, what does it mean to continue? Still wiping her face? Isn't adult Diao Chan the least like to wipe his face?
Diao Chan ’s eyebrows became more and more wrinkled, and Nalanchu hurriedly re-wetted the parcel in warm water.
Master, wait, the parr is cold.
Then Diao Chan slowly loosened his eyebrows.
Diao Chan closed his eyes, relaxed all over, and enjoyed this gentle treatment quietly.
The face was warm and soft. The movement of the woman could not be lighter. The nose was wrapped around the unique aroma of the woman, and the woman's breath was still faintly heard.
I don't know when he started to scare a woman, and when he saw what secrets the woman was trying to hide and deal with him sternly, he was in a good mood.
Sometimes the mission was over, and I was so tired that I had to find a way to get around the main hall to startle.
Otherwise, why did Nalanchu go out late at night and let him run into it?
Regarding Nalanchu's secret, Diao Chan could find it out with a little effort, but a kind of ghostly idea was that he didn't want to check, but now he wanted to check, but he couldn't lie on the bed.
Unconsciously, in this gentle service, Diao Chan fell asleep.
The water was cold, and Nalanchu immersed the parcel in warm water. He looked at the sleeping man beside him doubtfully, and then looked down at the slightly cold water. I didn't know if I should give up this way, or changed the water and continued to wipe his face.
The sound of Diao Chan's breathing was getting heavier, and Nalanchu hesitated for a while before giving up-still don't disturb the adult Diao Chan to sleep.
Holding the basin aside, he didn't pour it out for the first time. Nalanchu was afraid that his injuries would be repeated. He simply sat on the footstool in front of the bed with his hands on his chin and looked at him with a stunned look.
The more you look, the more you find ... Master Diao Chan looks really good.
I used to feel sober, but now I feel more and more beautiful.
Clean eyes, slender and straight nose bridges, two clean thin lips, thin cheeks, and thick and thick sword eyebrows ... I thought that the most beautiful of the four was Shih Tzu, but now I think that It is Diao Chan.
Diao Chan in the eyes of the lover?
Suddenly, the empress came to her mind with a playful tone, making her face red and red.
She shook her head fiercely to keep this ridiculous thought away from her brain and her eyes away from the man's face.
However, after waiting for a while, the sight inexplicably caught up again.
The man is wrong.
...
When Diao Chan woke up, the sky was already bright.
The lamp on the table went out and the pain in the chest eased a lot.
There was no pain at all times, only hemp was left.
As the wound improved, Diao Chan's neck had a wider range of motion. He lowered his head and saw a person lying on the edge of the bed. The hairstyle and clothes were very familiar-Nalanchu.
Diao Chan frowned, "Hey." He cried.
No one responded.
"Nalanchu." Called again.
Still no response.
Diao Chan was flustered. "Nalanchu, you wake up, won't you be cold again?"
Previously, Nalanchu was suffering from a cold because he was waiting outside the room without wearing a thick coat. Could it be a real cold this time?
Damn, he can't move yet!