Chapter 1200: You want to like me, like a little longer 152

Wen Jian finally couldn’t control the pain and made a repressed pain, almost unable to climb.
But in the end, he climbed to the figure with his willpower, and snorted to the cold stone wall, and hugged the cold man into his arms, afraid of hurting her, and shook his hands and gently wiped it off. The snow and ice on her body, she was all cold, and only a weak breath hung, Wen Jian had already gripped her very hard, but still felt so cold on her body.
Wen Jian also refused to take care of anything else. She tore the upper body clothes in the pain, and solved the clothes on the childish body. She slammed her into her arms and ironed him with a high fever and warm body. And don't forget to put the clothes on her, so she held her tightly, and her life was chilled by her body.
I don't know how long it took, and the child was a little bit conscious. She subconsciously used two small hands to hold his waist tightly, sticking it in his warm chest and taking a warm, coughing from time to time.
"Small Jane... brother..."
Wen Jian bowed her head against her cold face, and she squinted and gasped her lips: "I am..."
Qing is very sleepy and sleeps.
And Wen Jian gradually fainted in such a hot and cold torture.
After about two hours, Qing is a little awake in his arms. It will only feel that the arms are warm and warm, so she can’t let go, just when she opened her eyes in confusion. I found myself in a red strip and was held in my arms, and this person did not wear clothes.
Qing Wen was shocked and jerked up, but saw the handsome face of Wen Jian who was leaning against the pale and tired stone wall.
Looking at his face in a childish way, I understood what was coming, and I didn’t know if I wanted to move.
She hesitated, trying to take back the two hands holding his waist, but just moving, the man on the top of the head slightly tightened the force holding her, slowly opened her eyes and saw her wake up The dull bottom of the scorpion seems to add a touch of light, "Youth...you woke up..."
Qing Qing found that the sound of Wen Jian was so hoarse.
In the end, she still took back her own hands, but found that her hands were blood, that is... the blood on her back.
"You are hurt?"
Wen Jian gently shook his head and said with a lack of energy: "Nothing."
Wherever it will be fine, he seems to be much weaker than himself.
Qingzhi struggled to get up from his arms, but Wen Jian did not let it, and hugged her and said: "Don't move, you can't regenerate."
Qing Zhicai discovered that his body temperature was terrible, but in such a snowy weather, he stripped his clothes, how could it be such a warm and hot body...
Only one possibility, he had a high fever.
He even used a high fever body to warm her.
Thinking of this, the childishness is even more red-eyed, unable to speak out, can only ask him: "You don't want to die?"
Wen Jian's face is pale and her voice is hoarse, but she is also very sensible to analyze with her: "Two people are sick, better than a sick person, childish, just when I want to hug you, we are here. Waiting, Susu will always find them."
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(Look, I said that it is not abused, so I will wait for Xiaojian’s brother to go home and be interrupted by Uncle Uncle... Ah, I like this kind of dog-stimulated bridge 喔0.0...