After making temporary arrangements, he picked up Yu Yan and placed her on the bed. He sat next to her and looked at her, his expression gradually becoming serious.
After that, he sat quietly and watched her, letting time pass by.
More than half an hour later, a layer of sweat broke out on Yu Yan's forehead, and her flat brows frowned.
Only then did Ling Jingchen make a move. He reached out and patted her face distantly, and called her distantly: "Yu Yan!"
Yu Yan didn't respond.
He raised his hand and pinched her face hard, "Wake up!"
Yu Yan's eyes still didn't open, but his eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and there was more and more sweat on his forehead.
Ling Jingchen's face showed a bit of loneliness and embarrassment, he got up and walked to the cabinet at the end of the bed.
As soon as he took out the acupuncture tools from a drawer, the woman on the bed murmured: "Brother..."
Ling Jingchen paused with his hands and turned around suddenly.
The sweat on Yu Yan's forehead began to fall down, and his thin lips opened and closed again: "Brother Jing Chen..."
The man's Adam's apple rolled heavily, and he put down the things in his hands decisively. He took three steps at a time to reach the bedside and sat down. He leaned down and put his head in front of Yu Yan: "Yu Niao."
"Brother..." The woman murmured again.
Ling Jingchen pursed his lips into a straight line and twisted his eyebrows into a knot. He stroked Yu Yan's temples with his fingertips and said in a tone as gentle as talking to a child, "Niao Niao, why is it me who is the nightmare? How do you treat your brother?" What’s your intention?”
Yu Yan's head moved again, "Brother, wait for me, I'm so tired from running..."
Hearing this, Ling Jingchen's pupils dilated, a mist of water suddenly accumulated in his eyes, but the corner of his lips curled up into a smile that seemed to be relieved, "Well, we're waiting."
Just as she muttered to herself in response to Yu Yan's murmurs, the woman's hands began to move slowly, and even accidentally touched the man's legs and began to scratch at them.
But the movements caused by the dream were not very forceful, just like a kitten rubbing against my legs.
The man's Adam's apple slid hard again, and the fingers of the hand on the bed moved, slowly moving downward, and then held the little hand on his leg.
Those deep and cold eyes suddenly became affectionate, looking at the soft and beautiful face that was trapped in the nightmare.
He raised the little hand he held and put it on his lips, kissing her hard.
Then he let go of her hand, leaned down again, and held her tightly in his arms.
Yu Yan was still mumbling in her sleep, even crying slightly: "Stop, stop quickly, I can't run anymore..."
The man's shoulders trembled slightly, and he turned his head to one side. Looking at Yu Yan's pinched and aggrieved little face, he couldn't help but kissed her lips.
He kissed her so hard that he even opened her teeth easily.
And this kiss is like a spark, igniting the wilderness where no one comes.
He pulled his hands back from her back and quickly took off his shirt.
Then he tore Yu Yan's skirt.
But even so, Yu Yan still showed no sign of waking up.
Until he does it again...
She just frowned.
Ling Jingchen leaned against her ear and kissed her densely: "Niao Niao, give birth to my brother, a baby as cute as you were when you were a child."
…
"Village chief, why is it that a little girl is leading the way for us?"
Eight years ago, in a mountain range behind Ningshan Mountain, an archaeological team was about to enter the mountain.
The head of the village where the mountain belongs to found a guide for the archaeological team, a thirteen-year-old girl.
The little girl was wearing a camouflage-style boy's clothes, her hair was tied into a crooked ponytail, and she was holding a long wooden stick in her hand.
He looks like a tomboy.
But when the little girl turned around, her face amazed the entire archaeological team. It was as white as a peeled egg.
It's like a small white wild flower blooming on the cliff of a barren mountain.
Without waiting for the archaeological team to react, the little girl snorted, and her childish voice was full of defiance, "You are still an old scholar, and you actually judge people by their appearance. In the Ningshan generation, I am the only one who can get out of the old village within a radius of ten miles." He’s not even as tall as me!”
