Chapter 1200 You Have to Like Me, Like Me Longer 152

Wen Jian finally couldn't control the pain and let out a suppressed cry of pain, and could hardly get up.

But did he crawl up to that figure with his willpower, leaned against the cold stone wall with a hiss, and hugged the cold person into his arms, afraid of hurting her, he gently wiped it off with trembling hands. The ice and snow on her body made her completely cold, with only a weak breath hanging. Wen Jian had already hugged her very tightly, but she still felt so cold on her body.

Wen Jian didn't care about anything else, she tore off the clothes on her upper body in pain, then untied the clothes on Qing Zhi's body, hugged her tightly in her arms, and ironed his still warm body that was suffering from a high fever , and didn't forget to put the clothes on her body, just hugging her tightly like this, feeling the chill from her body for life.

I don't know how long it took, Qingzhi became a little bit conscious, and subconsciously hugged his waist tightly with two small hands, pressed against his warm chest to absorb the warmth, and coughed weakly from time to time.

"Little Jane... brother..."

Wen Jian lowered her head and rubbed against her cold face, rubbed her ears together, panted and slightly opened her lips: "I'm..."

Qingzhi passed out with peace of mind.

And Wen Jian also gradually fainted under such alternating hot and cold torture.

About two hours later, Qingzhi woke up a little bit in his arms. At that moment, Qingzhi only felt that her arms were very warm and warm, which made her reluctant to let go. It was only when she opened her eyes in a daze that she could He found that he was naked in the arms of someone, and the person was naked.

Qingzhi was startled, and suddenly raised her head, only to see Wen Jian's pale and tired handsome face leaning against the stone wall.

Qingzhi looked at his face blankly, understood what had happened, and didn't know whether to move or not.

She hesitated, and wanted to take back the two hands holding his waist, but just as she moved, the man on top of her head slightly tightened his grip on her, and slowly opened her eyes, seeing that she had woken up. , there seemed to be a gleam of light added to the dark eyes, "Qingzhi...you're awake..."

Qingzhi noticed that Wen Jian's voice was extremely hoarse.

After all, she withdrew her hand, only to find that it was covered with blood, it was... the blood on Wen Jian's back.

"You are hurt?"

Wen Jian shook her head lightly, and said weakly, "It's okay."

How can it be okay, he looks much weaker than himself.

Qingzhi struggled to get up from his arms, but Wen Jian refused to let her, hugged her tightly and said, "Don't move, you can't get sick anymore."

Only then did Qing Zhi realize that his body temperature was terribly hot, but in such a icy and snowy weather, he took off his clothes again, how could he have such a warm and scalding body...

There is only one possibility, he has a high fever.

He even used his feverish body to warm her.

Thinking of this, Qingzhi's eyes were even more red, unable to yell out, he could only ask him in a hissed voice: "Are you dying?"

Wen Jian's face was pale, and her voice was very hoarse, but she still analyzed it rationally with her: "It is better to have two people sick than one person, young and childish, just treat it as me wanting to hug you, we are here Wait, Susu and the others will always find them."

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(Look, I said I’m not abusive, right, so I’m going to wait for Little Jian’s brother to go home and get his leg broken by Uncle Sheng... Ah, I really like this bloody and exciting plot 0.0...