Just when Song Yuzhou was about to rush upstairs, a familiar voice came from behind: "Song Yuzhou!"
Song Yuzhou quickly turned around and saw Jiang Zhiling struggling to carry an unconscious person outside the door.
Seeing her, Song Yuzhou opened his legs and ran towards her as fast as possible.
Jiang Zhiling just handed over the unconscious person to others.
The next second, Song Yuzhou hugged her tightly.
The strong force seemed to be rubbing her into his body. Song Yuzhou's chest rose and fell violently: "Great, you're okay."
Holding her in his arms, Song Yuzhou's eyes turned red. Breathing hard, as if to confirm her breath.
Feeling his uneasiness, Jiang Zhiling raised her hand and hugged him back, and said gently: "I'm fine, I just went to save someone."
It turned out that after Jiang Zhiling took a shower, she saw thick smoke billowing from the house.
Hearing someone shouting for fire outside, Jiang Zhiling immediately wet the quilt as fast as possible, then hid in the quilt and ran out of the room.
She wanted to run straight out of the guest house, but on the way she heard someone was trapped in the room, so she changed direction and went to rescue them.
After hugging for a while, Song Yuzhou's heart calmed down.
Holding her face, Song Yuzhou still looked frightened: "I was scared to death just now."
Jiang Zhiling heard this and said with a chuckle: "I didn't expect Comrade Yuzhou to be quite timid."
Song Yuzhou didn't speak, just stared at her.
As a soldier, I have been on the battlefield for many years, and I have never seen anything like this.
In the past, he had no fear even when death was in front of him.
But just now, he felt so flustered for the first time, fearing that she would disappear from his world.
"Well, I'm afraid something might happen to you." Song Yuzhou said hoarsely.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhiling took the initiative to hug her, pressing her chest against his hot chest: "Do you feel my heartbeat? I'm fine."
Song Yuzhou's face slowly became hot because she felt the softness on her chest moving with her breathing.
"I feel it." Song Yuzhou said with a blushing face.
There was a smile in Jiang Zhiling's eyes. Tonight's accident made her feel that Song Yuzhou cared about her.
Since the guest house was burned down and the guests could not check in, the owner refunded the accommodation fee.
In the end, Jiang Zhiling and Song Yuzhou returned to the compound.
When the two returned home, it was already very late.
As soon as Jiang Zhiling came out of the bathroom, she saw Song Yuzhou's shirtless body and conspicuous scars on his back.
"Why are you injured?" Jiang Zhiling exclaimed.
Song Yuzhou just wanted to block it, but it was already too late.
"I was accidentally pricked just now." Song Yuzhou replied with a normal expression.
It turned out that when the wood from the beam fell down, a nail penetrated his back.
"Let me take a look." Jiang Zhiling turned his body over seriously and inspected the wound.
The wound was about two or three centimeters long, and the blood had already solidified.
"I'm going to get the medicine box." Jiang Zhiling said solemnly, then turned and walked out.
After taking the medicine, Jiang Zhiling took the opportunity to take out a bowl of spiritual spring water from the space.
Back in the house, Jiang Zhiling handed him the spiritual spring water: "You are thirsty, drink the water."
Song Yuzhou took it obediently and drank the water gurglingly.
"What kind of water is this? It's a bit sweet." Song Yuzhou was curious.
"It's just ordinary mountain spring water." Jiang Zhiling responded casually.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Song Yuzhou only felt that the wound on his back didn't hurt so much after drinking water.
Jiang Zhiling sat on the side of the bed, lightly touching the wound with her fingers, her eyes red: "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Song Yuzhou responded with gentle eyes.
Thinking of the scene just now, if she hadn't stopped him in time, he might have rushed into the sea of fire to find her.
Leaning forward, his warm lips kissed the wound.
The muscles in Song Yuzhou's back tightened suddenly, and his heart accelerated rapidly.
A teardrop fell on his wound, hot.
Song Yuzhou panicked and quickly turned back to look at her, with worry on his eyebrows: "Why are you crying?"
"Idiot, even if you don't see me in the future, you can't rush in. It's too dangerous."
Gently wiping away her tears with his fingertips, Song Yuzhou leaned over and kissed her eyes: "Even if I had to do it all over again, I would rush in. No matter whether I live or die, I will see you with my own eyes."
Jiang Zhiling's eyes were red: "Is it worth it for me?"
Song Yuzhou nodded without thinking: "You are worth it."
Hearing her answer, Jiang Zhining smiled sweetly.
"I'll help you apply the medicine first to prevent the wound from becoming inflamed." Jiang Zhiling took the medicine and carefully applied it to him.
After taking the medicine, the two of them lay down on the bed.
Just as Jiang Zhiling was about to speak, she saw Song Yuzhou supporting the bed with one hand and crossing his long straight legs.
"Honey, shall we continue?"
"You are hurt?"
"I hurt my back, not my lower body," Song Yuzhou said, kissing her lips.
He wanted her now, wanted to really feel her presence.
Jiang Zhiling trembled slightly, opened her red lips, and responded to his passionate kiss.
That night, Song Yuzhou wanted her many times.
Keep feeling her temperature.
It wasn't until Jiang Zhiling cried and begged for mercy that Song Yuzhou reluctantly let her go.
At five o'clock in the morning, the sky turned white. Song Yuzhou was lying on his side, his muscular arms still holding her waist.
He pressed it against her forehead, with his nose just touching each other, and his warm breath sprayed on his face.
After staying up all night, Song Yuzhou just stared at her blankly.
He leaned his neck forward and placed a gentle kiss on her lips: "Zhi Ning, thank you for being alive."
When Jiang Zhiling woke up again, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
He sat up in a daze and walked out of bed with his body that was about to fall apart.
"This man is a real dog." Jiang Zhining rubbed her waist.
Song Yuzhou walked into the house and saw her waking up. He walked towards her with a smile in his eyes: "Are you hungry? Does it hurt there?"
"The skin is all broken, what do you think?" Jiang Zhining's face turned red and she said coquettishly.
Holding her in his arms, Song Yuzhou comforted her softly: "I was wrong, please be gentler next time."
Jiang Zhiling shook her head proudly and ignored him.
Seeing this, Song Yuzhou picked her up and came to the dressing table.
This was something Song Yuzhou specially bought for her after her marriage.
"I'll comb it for you." Song Yuzhou picked up the wooden comb and carefully combed her long hair.
Jiang Zhining's hair was thin and long, and Song Yuzhou's eyes were focused, as if he was doing something extremely important.
Looking at her through the mirror, Jiang Zhiling's heart was filled with love.
Finally combing her hair straight, Song Yuzhou held her hand with both hands: "Zhi Ning, promise me. If you encounter similar things in the future, make sure you are safe first."
"Yuzhou."
"It is a virtue to be helpful, but I just hope you are safe. Your survival is more important than anything else." Song Yuzhou said seriously.
Jiang Zhining's eyes heated up. No one had ever said such a thing to her.
Taking his hand and placing it on her waist, Jiang Zhiling chuckled: "I know. If I die one day, will you still get married?"
Song Yuzhou shook his head decisively: "No. I, Song Yuzhou, will only have one woman in my life, Jiang Zhiling, and I will never marry another woman."
