Going closer to Jun Qinghan, Su Qingran looked at his thin black lips, hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and squeezed it open, then put the medicine juice and fed it in.

After repeated this, Su Qingran worked hard for half an hour before feeding the medicine.

Sitting in front of the couch and waiting for an hour, Jun Qinghan still showed no sign of waking up.

Even the blackness at the corner of his mouth did not retreat at all, and the heart she had just fallen back up again.

Can Silver Ring Grass detoxify?

Jun Qinghan didn't wake up for a whole day.

Su Qingran guarded from early morning to evening, and finally couldn't hold on, so she fell asleep on the couch.

The long night was long, and the candlelight shook light. When Jun Qinghan woke up, his eyes turned and he saw Su Qingran lying on the edge of the bed with a tired face, his slender eyebrows twisted together, and he was worried.

Seeing this scene, his heart seemed to be gently pulled down, and the depths of his heart suddenly became soft.

Turning over to stay at the bed, he gently picked up Su Qingran and placed it on the bed carefully.

Maybe she was really tired. When she was picked up, she didn't notice it at all and slept very heavily.

Su Qingran, who was lying on the couch, seemed to feel the breath of Jun Qinghan's body, and subconsciously leaned into his arms.

Looking at the black green at her, Jun Qinghan's eyes were filled with pain, and he raised his hand to wrap around her petite body.

"Jun Qinghan, don't die, I don't want you to die..." Su Qingran murmured uneasy while sleeping.

When Jun Qinghan heard this, his black pupils trembled slightly, and she was always worried about him.

Looking at the woman's cherry lips that were so close to her, he couldn't help but want to get close. He put his thin lips on and gently kissed her.

I don’t know when, as long as I see her, I will feel warm in my heart.

It seemed that as long as she was there, his sight would not want to leave her figure.

For the first time in his indifferent womanhood in more than 20 years, he felt this kind of feeling beyond his control, but it made him unable to help but explore.

Perhaps, his existence with her was not just a habit.

The next morning.

When Su Qingran woke up from Jun Qinghan's arms, she found that the man holding her was looking at her without blinking.

She was stunned for a moment and immediately spoke in surprise, "Jun Qinghan, you are awake!"

"Um."

"It's said that disaster has lasted for thousands of years, and you will know that you can't die." The words of concern came to her mouth, but this sentence came out of her mouth.

Jun Qinghan was in a good mood and didn't care. He gently pinched her round and tender little face, "I am dreaming that some people say I don't want me to die. I'm back halfway through the Huangquan Road."

This time, he did walk in the gates of hell and almost died!

A slightly magnetic sound hit his ears, and Su Qingran's cheeks were dyed red by his little movements.

After a while, she realized that she was lying intimately in his arms and leaning against his chest.

The two were wearing single clothes, as if they were on a blind date with their skin. In such a posture, they should be as ambiguity as they were...

Su Qingran felt her cheeks slightly hot, and subconsciously retreated behind her.

However, a big hand steadily clamped her slender waist and prevented her from moving.

"Jun Qinghan..."

"I have slept in my arms so many times, are you still shy?"

Su Qingran stumbled slightly. When did she sleep in his arms? How many times did she not remember?

"When I was in a coma, do you count what you said?" Jun Qinghan leaned against Su Qingran's ear, his voice warm.

"What I said?"
Chapter completed!