Chapter 1387
If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again
Ren Yingying felt as if she had had a long dream. In the dream, she had come to get the hell. It was dark everywhere, and the wind was blowing. Although she was a saint of the sun moon cult, she was much more knowledgeable and courageous than other women, but she was still a little creepy, especially the piercing cold, which almost froze her thinking.
Wandering aimlessly in this empty and desolate world, she unconsciously follows the crowd of other kids - Oh, no, it should be called ghost tide. She can't help but go to the Naihe bridge. Mengpo brings her a bowl of soup to drink.
Ren Yingying hesitated and felt that she couldn't drink the soup. It seemed that there was someone important waiting for her. But when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't remember the name of the person, and even his appearance was vague. A glittering man appeared, knocked over the bowl of Mengpo soup, picked her up and ran back, followed by a lot of ghost messengers chasing them.
In a woman's reserved nature, Ren Yingying subconsciously wants to push away the man who holds her, but after several times, the other party holds her tighter.
Although the heart shy to the extreme, but the man's warm, dispelled from came to this world, she sent from the bone of the cold.
Suddenly, he was reluctant to give up the comfort. Ren Yingying didn't succeed after several times of pushing. Finally, his strength became smaller and smaller, and he acquiesced to the other party holding him.
She always wanted to see the man's appearance, but she didn't know if it was because of her eyes or the other party's golden light. His appearance was always vague and unreal.
"Who is he?" Lazily stretched his body in his arms, Ren Yingying left a huge question mark in his heart.
Looking up at each other in this way, Ren Yingying suddenly finds that her eyes are a little clearer. Although it's just a little change, it's enough to cheer her up. She tries to open her eyes, and the world starts to clear up little by little, and the fuzzy mist on her face also disperses little by little.
Finally, she saw the man's appearance, the strong line in the golden light of the care of the more handsome.
"Song Qingshu?" Ren Yingying has a name in her mind, but she is still a little confused. Who is song Qingshu? Then came a flood of memories, names and things... She remembered them all, and at the same time, she remembered all kinds of things between herself and song Qingshu.
"The way he sleeps doesn't seem so annoying." Looking at the face close at hand, Ren Yingying's lips began to smile.
But the next second her smile instantly solidified, because she found that this is not a dream, but really close to that person.
Ren Yingying subconsciously retreats, suddenly perceives the abnormality of her body, looks down in disbelief, and first sees the other person's naked chest... But what she cares about at this time is not this. She immediately looks away at herself
"Ah ~" a woman's panic call rang out in the hut.
Song Qingshu wakes up in a daze. He just looks at Ren Yingying angrily. Before he has time to say anything, he throws something at him
"Despicable
"Perverted and obscene!"
"Take advantage of the danger!"
……
Although the other party kept scolding himself, song Qingshu was not angry at all, but just looked at her excitedly.
Ren Yingying is even more ashamed and angry, desperately waving his hands to scratch him, but song Qingshu suddenly pulls her into her arms, and bows her head and kisses her before she reacts.
"Wuwu ~" Ren Yingying's Apricot eyes glared at his boss and struggled desperately. His nails even dug out blood marks on him. But song Qingshu didn't feel it, just hugged her tightly and kissed her desperately.
"I've got you back at last!" Song Qingshu said in his heart.
Seeing the excited eyes in his eyes, Ren Yingying seemed to feel something, and his struggling hands gradually slowed down.
After the initial instinctive reaction, she gradually recalled a lot of things. When she gradually sank into the bottom of the water, the other party came from the sunrise. He held his own crying beside the river. In the hut, he warmed himself with his body temperature and kept delivering internal power to himself. Finally, he was exhausted and fell asleep
Strange to say, she had no heartbeat before, but she remembered everything that happened just now.
After thinking of all this, Ren Yingying's heart was touched in the softest place, and he thought of the thought before jumping into the river: why do you come to rescue me every time I'm in danger
Recalling song Qingshu's efforts to save himself, Ren Yingying can clearly feel his deep love for himself. He can't help thinking that he has been married to him. He can't help but feel bitter: what a jerk! Why did he bully me like that before~
Sometimes people's feelings are so strange, love and hate are separated by a thin line. Ren Yingying's calm heart lake rippled layer by layer, with more and more strong tenderness.
Unknowingly, his hands are not struggling desperately. Instead, he gently hugs the man on his body. Ren Yingying gradually closes his eyes and starts to kiss back.
Feeling her change, song Qingshu can't help but be overjoyed and kisses her more enthusiastically, as if to rub her whole body.
Because the river was wet just now, song Qingshu was worried about the invasion of cold, so he took off his clothes. At this time, they were not wearing a piece of silk. They hugged each other and kissed each other intimately. It was the so-called dry firewood and fire, and their bodies gradually responded.
Feeling the change of the man's body, Ren Yingying's face is crimson. He wanted to push away the man on his body, but he pressed his slim hand behind his chest, but he didn't make any effort.
But she didn't push. Instead, she was gently pushed to the ground by song Qingshu.
Vaguely aware of what is about to happen, Ren Yingying bit his lip, but finally said nothing.
Song Qingshu picked up her legs and gently resisted. He felt the hot and masculine pressure. Ren Yingying was too shy to look at him. His skin was already red and bleeding.
"Here I am?" Song Qingshu looked at her tenderly.
Ren Yingying's heart was pounding wildly again. She was always shy. She didn't know how to answer in this case. In the end, she just blurted out.
Song Qingshu's waist sank when she got the consent of the beauty. Just as she was about to reach the sword and walk on the ground, Ren Yingying suddenly frowned and began to cough violently.
"What's the matter with you?" Feeling her body strange, song Qingshu quickly stopped and asked.
"Nothing, you continue..." Ren Yingying just opened his mouth, but he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Song Qingshu quickly picked her up and held her in his arms. With one hand, he began to check her pulse. He felt the confused and weak pulse, and his heart sank.
"I'm sorry." Ren Yingying is apologetic and sticks his face to his chest. Listening to his steady heartbeat, although his body is very uncomfortable, he is very calm at this time.
"It's my fault. I forget that you've just used the burning blood method, and you've been soaked in the cold water for so long. Your body has already been extremely weak." Song Qingshu has a face of remorse.
"How do you know I used the burning blood method?" Ren Yingying is good at strange ways.
"I know that from the loyalists." Song Qingshu, while checking her pulse, frowned and asked, "you have exhausted most of your blood essence. I'm afraid it will take a long time for you to recover."
Ren Yingying said with a faint smile: "why do you comfort me? I know it's burning blood. Once the Dharma is used, it will cost at least 30 years of Yang Shou."
Song Qingshu fell into silence. Although he had never seen the pithy formula of burning blood, the situation in Ren Yingying's body was not optimistic. After burning blood essence, she soaked in the piercing river for such a long time, hurt her meridians, and was dragged back from the gate of hell by herself. I'm afraid that she lost more than 30 years of yangshou.
"You don't have to worry. I don't regret such a choice. If I didn't do it then, I won't have a chance to meet you now." Seeing the sadness on his face, Ren Yingying comforted him thoughtfully.
Song Qingshu held her cold hand tightly and said solemnly: "Yingying, I will find a way to repair your damaged yangshou."
Ren Yingying smile, did not say anything, just twist the body, for a more comfortable position to lie in his arms.
"Don't you believe it?" Song Qingshu has a choice of eyebrows.
"I believe it." Ren Yingying replied with a smile.
"I know you don't believe it," Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile, and his eyes immediately showed a resolute light, "but I've done all the impossible things in the eyes of the world to go up to heaven and ask for rain, and I'll certainly be able to change your life for you!"
Ren Yingying also gradually put away his smile, a pair of shining big eyes quietly looked at him: "I believe you."
In the same words, the tone is totally different.
Song Qingshu nodded: "now your body is seriously damaged, I first use a Yang finger to warm your meridians and cure your internal injury."
Ren Yingying gave a sound, but immediately thought of something, his face slightly red: "can we get dressed first?" She didn't pay attention to these things when she was in love. But now her passion has faded away and her always shy nature has begun to make trouble again.
Song Qingshu shook his head, saw a thin layer of anger rising on the other side's face, and just took the scattered clothes and put them into her hand: "you see, the clothes are all wet by the river, how can you wear them?"
Ren Yingying did not believe evil to touch, found that it was so, can not help but some angry said: "then you make a fire."
Song Qingshu knows that she has always been very good face, and what she says and thinks is often the opposite. Although she is a little angry now, she just can't save face and doesn't really get angry.
"Well, well, I'll make a fire." Song Qingshu knew that she was very tender, but he would not deliberately stimulate her.
Looking for a pile of firewood, song Qingshu poked a flame on the withered grass with the masculine force of a Yang finger, and soon a bonfire started in the room.
Ren Yingying squatted on the ground, holding his hands tightly in front of his chest, trying to cover his body as much as he could. He blushed and said, "you help me build a shelf in front of me, and take my clothes... To cover me."
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Ren Yingying felt as if she had had a long dream. In the dream, she had come to get the hell. It was dark everywhere, and the wind was blowing. Although she was a saint of the sun moon cult, she was much more knowledgeable and courageous than other women, but she was still a little creepy, especially the piercing cold, which almost froze her thinking.
Wandering aimlessly in this empty and desolate world, she unconsciously follows the crowd of other kids - Oh, no, it should be called ghost tide. She can't help but go to the Naihe bridge. Mengpo brings her a bowl of soup to drink.
Ren Yingying hesitated and felt that she couldn't drink the soup. It seemed that there was someone important waiting for her. But when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't remember the name of the person, and even his appearance was vague. A glittering man appeared, knocked over the bowl of Mengpo soup, picked her up and ran back, followed by a lot of ghost messengers chasing them.
In a woman's reserved nature, Ren Yingying subconsciously wants to push away the man who holds her, but after several times, the other party holds her tighter.
Although the heart shy to the extreme, but the man's warm, dispelled from came to this world, she sent from the bone of the cold.
Suddenly, he was reluctant to give up the comfort. Ren Yingying didn't succeed after several times of pushing. Finally, his strength became smaller and smaller, and he acquiesced to the other party holding him.
She always wanted to see the man's appearance, but she didn't know if it was because of her eyes or the other party's golden light. His appearance was always vague and unreal.
"Who is he?" Lazily stretched his body in his arms, Ren Yingying left a huge question mark in his heart.
Looking up at each other in this way, Ren Yingying suddenly finds that her eyes are a little clearer. Although it's just a little change, it's enough to cheer her up. She tries to open her eyes, and the world starts to clear up little by little, and the fuzzy mist on her face also disperses little by little.
Finally, she saw the man's appearance, the strong line in the golden light of the care of the more handsome.
"Song Qingshu?" Ren Yingying has a name in her mind, but she is still a little confused. Who is song Qingshu? Then came a flood of memories, names and things... She remembered them all, and at the same time, she remembered all kinds of things between herself and song Qingshu.
"The way he sleeps doesn't seem so annoying." Looking at the face close at hand, Ren Yingying's lips began to smile.
But the next second her smile instantly solidified, because she found that this is not a dream, but really close to that person.
Ren Yingying subconsciously retreats, suddenly perceives the abnormality of her body, looks down in disbelief, and first sees the other person's naked chest... But what she cares about at this time is not this. She immediately looks away at herself
"Ah ~" a woman's panic call rang out in the hut.
Song Qingshu wakes up in a daze. He just looks at Ren Yingying angrily. Before he has time to say anything, he throws something at him
"Despicable
"Perverted and obscene!"
"Take advantage of the danger!"
……
Although the other party kept scolding himself, song Qingshu was not angry at all, but just looked at her excitedly.
Ren Yingying is even more ashamed and angry, desperately waving his hands to scratch him, but song Qingshu suddenly pulls her into her arms, and bows her head and kisses her before she reacts.
"Wuwu ~" Ren Yingying's Apricot eyes glared at his boss and struggled desperately. His nails even dug out blood marks on him. But song Qingshu didn't feel it, just hugged her tightly and kissed her desperately.
"I've got you back at last!" Song Qingshu said in his heart.
Seeing the excited eyes in his eyes, Ren Yingying seemed to feel something, and his struggling hands gradually slowed down.
After the initial instinctive reaction, she gradually recalled a lot of things. When she gradually sank into the bottom of the water, the other party came from the sunrise. He held his own crying beside the river. In the hut, he warmed himself with his body temperature and kept delivering internal power to himself. Finally, he was exhausted and fell asleep
Strange to say, she had no heartbeat before, but she remembered everything that happened just now.
After thinking of all this, Ren Yingying's heart was touched in the softest place, and he thought of the thought before jumping into the river: why do you come to rescue me every time I'm in danger
Recalling song Qingshu's efforts to save himself, Ren Yingying can clearly feel his deep love for himself. He can't help thinking that he has been married to him. He can't help but feel bitter: what a jerk! Why did he bully me like that before~
Sometimes people's feelings are so strange, love and hate are separated by a thin line. Ren Yingying's calm heart lake rippled layer by layer, with more and more strong tenderness.
Unknowingly, his hands are not struggling desperately. Instead, he gently hugs the man on his body. Ren Yingying gradually closes his eyes and starts to kiss back.
Feeling her change, song Qingshu can't help but be overjoyed and kisses her more enthusiastically, as if to rub her whole body.
Because the river was wet just now, song Qingshu was worried about the invasion of cold, so he took off his clothes. At this time, they were not wearing a piece of silk. They hugged each other and kissed each other intimately. It was the so-called dry firewood and fire, and their bodies gradually responded.
Feeling the change of the man's body, Ren Yingying's face is crimson. He wanted to push away the man on his body, but he pressed his slim hand behind his chest, but he didn't make any effort.
But she didn't push. Instead, she was gently pushed to the ground by song Qingshu.
Vaguely aware of what is about to happen, Ren Yingying bit his lip, but finally said nothing.
Song Qingshu picked up her legs and gently resisted. He felt the hot and masculine pressure. Ren Yingying was too shy to look at him. His skin was already red and bleeding.
"Here I am?" Song Qingshu looked at her tenderly.
Ren Yingying's heart was pounding wildly again. She was always shy. She didn't know how to answer in this case. In the end, she just blurted out.
Song Qingshu's waist sank when she got the consent of the beauty. Just as she was about to reach the sword and walk on the ground, Ren Yingying suddenly frowned and began to cough violently.
"What's the matter with you?" Feeling her body strange, song Qingshu quickly stopped and asked.
"Nothing, you continue..." Ren Yingying just opened his mouth, but he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Song Qingshu quickly picked her up and held her in his arms. With one hand, he began to check her pulse. He felt the confused and weak pulse, and his heart sank.
"I'm sorry." Ren Yingying is apologetic and sticks his face to his chest. Listening to his steady heartbeat, although his body is very uncomfortable, he is very calm at this time.
"It's my fault. I forget that you've just used the burning blood method, and you've been soaked in the cold water for so long. Your body has already been extremely weak." Song Qingshu has a face of remorse.
"How do you know I used the burning blood method?" Ren Yingying is good at strange ways.
"I know that from the loyalists." Song Qingshu, while checking her pulse, frowned and asked, "you have exhausted most of your blood essence. I'm afraid it will take a long time for you to recover."
Ren Yingying said with a faint smile: "why do you comfort me? I know it's burning blood. Once the Dharma is used, it will cost at least 30 years of Yang Shou."
Song Qingshu fell into silence. Although he had never seen the pithy formula of burning blood, the situation in Ren Yingying's body was not optimistic. After burning blood essence, she soaked in the piercing river for such a long time, hurt her meridians, and was dragged back from the gate of hell by herself. I'm afraid that she lost more than 30 years of yangshou.
"You don't have to worry. I don't regret such a choice. If I didn't do it then, I won't have a chance to meet you now." Seeing the sadness on his face, Ren Yingying comforted him thoughtfully.
Song Qingshu held her cold hand tightly and said solemnly: "Yingying, I will find a way to repair your damaged yangshou."
Ren Yingying smile, did not say anything, just twist the body, for a more comfortable position to lie in his arms.
"Don't you believe it?" Song Qingshu has a choice of eyebrows.
"I believe it." Ren Yingying replied with a smile.
"I know you don't believe it," Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile, and his eyes immediately showed a resolute light, "but I've done all the impossible things in the eyes of the world to go up to heaven and ask for rain, and I'll certainly be able to change your life for you!"
Ren Yingying also gradually put away his smile, a pair of shining big eyes quietly looked at him: "I believe you."
In the same words, the tone is totally different.
Song Qingshu nodded: "now your body is seriously damaged, I first use a Yang finger to warm your meridians and cure your internal injury."
Ren Yingying gave a sound, but immediately thought of something, his face slightly red: "can we get dressed first?" She didn't pay attention to these things when she was in love. But now her passion has faded away and her always shy nature has begun to make trouble again.
Song Qingshu shook his head, saw a thin layer of anger rising on the other side's face, and just took the scattered clothes and put them into her hand: "you see, the clothes are all wet by the river, how can you wear them?"
Ren Yingying did not believe evil to touch, found that it was so, can not help but some angry said: "then you make a fire."
Song Qingshu knows that she has always been very good face, and what she says and thinks is often the opposite. Although she is a little angry now, she just can't save face and doesn't really get angry.
"Well, well, I'll make a fire." Song Qingshu knew that she was very tender, but he would not deliberately stimulate her.
Looking for a pile of firewood, song Qingshu poked a flame on the withered grass with the masculine force of a Yang finger, and soon a bonfire started in the room.
Ren Yingying squatted on the ground, holding his hands tightly in front of his chest, trying to cover his body as much as he could. He blushed and said, "you help me build a shelf in front of me, and take my clothes... To cover me."
Ren Yingying felt as if she had had a long dream. In the dream, she had come to get the hell. It was dark everywhere, and the wind was blowing. Although she was a saint of the sun moon cult, she was much more knowledgeable and courageous than other women, but she was still a little creepy, especially the piercing cold, which almost froze her thinking.Wandering aimlessly in this empty and desolate world, she unconsciously follows the crowd of other kids - Oh, no, it should be called ghost tide. She can't help but go to the Naihe bridge. Mengpo brings her a bowl of soup to drink.Ren Yingying hesitated and felt that she couldn't drink the soup. It seemed that there was someone important waiting for her. But when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't remember the name of the person, and even his appearance was vague. A glittering man appeared, knocked over the bowl of Mengpo soup, picked her up and ran back, followed by a lot of ghost messengers chasing them.In a woman's reserved nature, Ren Yingying subconsciously wants to push away the man who holds her, but after several times, the other party holds her tighter.Although the heart shy to the extreme, but the man's warm, dispelled from came to this world, she sent from the bone of the cold.Suddenly, he was reluctant to give up the comfort. Ren Yingying didn't succeed after several times of pushing. Finally, his strength became smaller and smaller, and he acquiesced to the other party holding him.She always wanted to see the man's appearance, but she didn't know if it was because of her eyes or the other party's golden light. His appearance was always vague and unreal."Who is he?" Lazily stretched his body in his arms, Ren Yingying left a huge question mark in his heart.Looking up at each other in this way, Ren Yingying suddenly finds that her eyes are a little clearer. Although it's just a little change, it's enough to cheer her up. She tries to open her eyes, and the world starts to clear up little by little, and the fuzzy mist on her face also disperses little by little.Finally, she saw the man's appearance, the strong line in the golden light of the care of the more handsome."Song Qingshu?" Ren Yingying has a name in her mind, but she is still a little confused. Who is song Qingshu? Then came a flood of memories, names and things... She remembered them all, and at the same time, she remembered all kinds of things between herself and song Qingshu."The way he sleeps doesn't seem so annoying." Looking at the face close at hand, Ren Yingying's lips began to smile.But the next second her smile instantly solidified, because she found that this is not a dream, but really close to that person.Ren Yingying subconsciously retreats, suddenly perceives the abnormality of her body, looks down in disbelief, and first sees the other person's naked chest... But what she cares about at this time is not this. She immediately looks away at herself"Ah ~" a woman's panic call rang out in the hut.Song Qingshu wakes up in a daze. He just looks at Ren Yingying angrily. Before he has time to say anything, he throws something at him"Despicable"Perverted and obscene!""Take advantage of the danger!"Although the other party kept scolding himself, song Qingshu was not angry at all, but just looked at her excitedly.Ren Yingying is even more ashamed and angry, desperately waving his hands to scratch him, but song Qingshu suddenly pulls her into her arms, and bows her head and kisses her before she reacts."Wuwu ~" Ren Yingying's Apricot eyes glared at his boss and struggled desperately. His nails even dug out blood marks on him. But song Qingshu didn't feel it, just hugged her tightly and kissed her desperately."I've got you back at last!" Song Qingshu said in his heart.Seeing the excited eyes in his eyes, Ren Yingying seemed to feel something, and his struggling hands gradually slowed down.After the initial instinctive reaction, she gradually recalled a lot of things. When she gradually sank into the bottom of the water, the other party came from the sunrise. He held his own crying beside the river. In the hut, he warmed himself with his body temperature and kept delivering internal power to himself. Finally, he was exhausted and fell asleepStrange to say, she had no heartbeat before, but she remembered everything that happened just now.After thinking of all this, Ren Yingying's heart was touched in the softest place, and he thought of the thought before jumping into the river: why do you come to rescue me every time I'm in dangerRecalling song Qingshu's efforts to save himself, Ren Yingying can clearly feel his deep love for himself. He can't help thinking that he has been married to him. He can't help but feel bitter: what a jerk! Why did he bully me like that before~Sometimes people's feelings are so strange, love and hate are separated by a thin line. Ren Yingying's calm heart lake rippled layer by layer, with more and more strong tenderness.Unknowingly, his hands are not struggling desperately. Instead, he gently hugs the man on his body. Ren Yingying gradually closes his eyes and starts to kiss back.Feeling her change, song Qingshu can't help but be overjoyed and kisses her more enthusiastically, as if to rub her whole body.Because the river was wet just now, song Qingshu was worried about the invasion of cold, so he took off his clothes. At this time, they were not wearing a piece of silk. They hugged each other and kissed each other intimately. It was the so-called dry firewood and fire, and their bodies gradually responded.Feeling the change of the man's body, Ren Yingying's face is crimson. He wanted to push away the man on his body, but he pressed his slim hand behind his chest, but he didn't make any effort.But she didn't push. Instead, she was gently pushed to the ground by song Qingshu.Vaguely aware of what is about to happen, Ren Yingying bit his lip, but finally said nothing.Song Qingshu picked up her legs and gently resisted. He felt the hot and masculine pressure. Ren Yingying was too shy to look at him. His skin was already red and bleeding."Here I am?" Song Qingshu looked at her tenderly.Ren Yingying's heart was pounding wildly again. She was always shy. She didn't know how to answer in this case. In the end, she just blurted out.Song Qingshu's waist sank when she got the consent of the beauty. Just as she was about to reach the sword and walk on the ground, Ren Yingying suddenly frowned and began to cough violently."What's the matter with you?" Feeling her body strange, song Qingshu quickly stopped and asked."Nothing, you continue..." Ren Yingying just opened his mouth, but he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.Song Qingshu quickly picked her up and held her in his arms. With one hand, he began to check her pulse. He felt the confused and weak pulse, and his heart sank."I'm sorry." Ren Yingying is apologetic and sticks his face to his chest. Listening to his steady heartbeat, although his body is very uncomfortable, he is very calm at this time."It's my fault. I forget that you've just used the burning blood method, and you've been soaked in the cold water for so long. Your body has already been extremely weak." Song Qingshu has a face of remorse."How do you know I used the burning blood method?" Ren Yingying is good at strange ways."I know that from the loyalists." Song Qingshu, while checking her pulse, frowned and asked, "you have exhausted most of your blood essence. I'm afraid it will take a long time for you to recover."Ren Yingying said with a faint smile: "why do you comfort me? I know it's burning blood. Once the Dharma is used, it will cost at least 30 years of Yang Shou."Song Qingshu fell into silence. Although he had never seen the pithy formula of burning blood, the situation in Ren Yingying's body was not optimistic. After burning blood essence, she soaked in the piercing river for such a long time, hurt her meridians, and was dragged back from the gate of hell by herself. I'm afraid that she lost more than 30 years of yangshou."You don't have to worry. I don't regret such a choice. If I didn't do it then, I won't have a chance to meet you now." Seeing the sadness on his face, Ren Yingying comforted him thoughtfully.Song Qingshu held her cold hand tightly and said solemnly: "Yingying, I will find a way to repair your damaged yangshou."Ren Yingying smile, did not say anything, just twist the body, for a more comfortable position to lie in his arms."Don't you believe it?" Song Qingshu has a choice of eyebrows."I believe it." Ren Yingying replied with a smile."I know you don't believe it," Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile, and his eyes immediately showed a resolute light, "but I've done all the impossible things in the eyes of the world to go up to heaven and ask for rain, and I'll certainly be able to change your life for you!"Ren Yingying also gradually put away his smile, a pair of shining big eyes quietly looked at him: "I believe you."In the same words, the tone is totally different.Song Qingshu nodded: "now your body is seriously damaged, I first use a Yang finger to warm your meridians and cure your internal injury."Ren Yingying gave a sound, but immediately thought of something, his face slightly red: "can we get dressed first?" She didn't pay attention to these things when she was in love. But now her passion has faded away and her always shy nature has begun to make trouble again.Song Qingshu shook his head, saw a thin layer of anger rising on the other side's face, and just took the scattered clothes and put them into her hand: "you see, the clothes are all wet by the river, how can you wear them?"Ren Yingying did not believe evil to touch, found that it was so, can not help but some angry said: "then you make a fire."Song Qingshu knows that she has always been very good face, and what she says and thinks is often the opposite. Although she is a little angry now, she just can't save face and doesn't really get angry."Well, well, I'll make a fire." Song Qingshu knew that she was very tender, but he would not deliberately stimulate her.Looking for a pile of firewood, song Qingshu poked a flame on the withered grass with the masculine force of a Yang finger, and soon a bonfire started in the room.Ren Yingying squatted on the ground, holding his hands tightly in front of his chest, trying to cover his body as much as he could. He blushed and said, "you help me build a shelf in front of me, and take my clothes... To cover me."
