Chapter 602: Melancholy Is Inevitable, Reluctance Is Inevitable
Rong Leng only protected her carefully, allowing her to get as close to him as possible with the least effort.
Liu Wei leaned her whole body in his arms, with a slight dissatisfaction on her face. Although she and Rong Leng had been sleeping in the same bed and had some skin-to-skin contact for a long time, they had never done it once.
I originally thought that it would be the first time after many years, so I should be more careful. It was also my first time falling in love, so I had to create some atmosphere.
But now, let alone the atmosphere, I am simply forced to do this.
The moment he saw Rong Leng appear, Liu Wei would be lying if he said he wasn't excited, but Liu Wei no longer had the energy to be excited.
The heat in her body made Liu Wei miserable.
The only thing Liu Wei was lucky about was that she was rescued. Rong Leng came to find her, and Rong Leng found her, and she was rescued.
But the result of a relaxed mind is that the string that tightens the nerves will fall off without warning.
Then, Liu Wei found that it was too late.
There are many ways to suppress something like Chunqingsan, acupuncture can do it, drinking medicine can do it, and if you want to dispel it, there are always tricks.
But if the army has already reached the city and is at the critical moment, no matter how many other suppression methods are used, it will no longer be effective.
Liu Wei knew clearly that it was really too late, and Liu Wei knew even more clearly that the "first time" that she had been longing for and looking forward to was about to pass so casually.
Melancholy is inevitable, and unwillingness is inevitable, but serious things must still be done.
As if venting his anger, Liu Wei bit Rong Leng's lips for a long time, breaking the skin, and then cleaned it for him. Only when he tasted the fishy sweetness in the man's mouth, Liu Wei backed away slightly and asked, "Are you injured?"
Rong Leng touched her face and shook his head.
He was lying, but he was injured. His mouth was filled with fishy sweetness, which was evidence that he had just vomited blood.
Liu Wei stretched out her hand to touch Rong Leng's wrist, but Rong Leng held her hand instead. Liu Wei pushed back again. In the end, Rong Leng gave in and let her take her pulse.
Liu Wei checked for pulse and frowned slightly: "Poisoned?"
Rong Leng said: "I won't be tired of my life."
It is indeed not life-threatening, because judging from the pulse, when the accident occurred, he must have instinctively used his internal strength to block it and remove most of the poisonous gas.
Although his internal strength was damaged and his abdomen was shaking at this moment, his life was indeed not in danger.
Liu Wei suddenly wanted to laugh. The two of them were so incompatible, one was seriously injured and the other was poisoned, but they made a perfect pair.
Liu Wei thought so, and actually smiled, raised her head, kissed his lips again, circled the tip of his tongue, then touched the tip of his nose and murmured: "Fortunately, your poison will not affect .”
Rong Leng narrowed his eyes: "At this moment, do you really want to say this?"
"Why not?" Liu Wei jumped up and threw Rong Leng to the ground with all his strength.
Liu Wei lay on top of him, pressed her chin against his heart, and pulled on his clothes: "What else could be worse than now?"
After Liu Wei finished speaking, he paused and said, "There are worse things."
Rong Leng looked at Liu Wei, carefully protecting her waist with his hands to prevent her from falling off him.
Liu Wei's fingers kept moving down his body: "The worst thing is that you are useless at the critical moment."
Rong Leng's eyes suddenly changed. He turned around and held Liu Wei under his body. Looking at her scarred face, he hesitated in his next move.
Liu Wei curled her lips weakly and hugged his neck: "Don't worry, I can't die."
As Liu Wei spoke, Rong Leng remained motionless.
Liu Wei knew what he was worried about, so she took her own medicine, left him behind, and antidote her again, but both of them knew that she was in a state where she had to breathe heavily before she could say so much in one breath. She relies on Rong Leng to continuously deliver internal energy into her body, but even so, she is too weak. At this time, it is not suitable to do extreme exercise anyway.
But Liu Wei knew that it was really too late.
Liu Wei was able to restrain herself, endure it, and not appear so uncomfortable, but she relied on her remaining self-control.
But this little self-control would never allow her to go back to the inn, or even allow the doctor to treat her.
Liu Wei understands his body, and Liu Wei knows how to treat himself best. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Now that Rong Leng is here and he still has his mind, it would be great to be able to detoxify him.
Rong Leng had a lot of worries, but Liu Wei had begun to become disobedient.
Liu Wei rubbed her cold skin against the man's body, and her mouth gradually became impatient: "Rong... Captain Rong doesn't know how to do it. Is it really not possible?"
Rong Leng frowned, and Liu Wei simply got up and opened his clothes.
"Liu Wei." Rong Leng's voice was deep, a little hoarse, and restrained.
Liu Wei's strength was too low, her movements became more and more chaotic, and beads of sweat slowly appeared on her forehead. She knew that she was not far away from completely losing control.
The evaporation time of half an hour will soon be half an hour.
Liu Wei ignored the hesitation in Rong Leng's eyes, Liu Wei trembled her fingers, pinched the man's throat, gritted her teeth and pressed against his ear, saying: "I want you, I want you... now... now... "
Rong Leng's pupils were already red, bloodshot and his breath was unstable.
He held Liu Wei's slender arm tightly, trying to calm down Liu Wei rationally, but his body was constantly being rubbed, and the woman's irritating words were whispered in his ears.
In the end, Liu Wei seemed to be really panicked. She was obviously pinching his neck, but in the end, she actually bit him.
Liu Wei rubbed her cheek against his shoulder, kissed his skin with her lips, and then kissed his Adam's apple. Her movements were attentive and chaotic.
No normal man can tolerate such an initiative.
The man's palm brushed every part of Liu Wei's body.
Everywhere he passed was a prairie fire. His hand seemed to be lighting a fire, burning Liu Wei's originally cold skin.
Liu Wei's whole body was chilly, a little cold, and she was trembling a little, but Rong Leng pressed her against her, and his heat dispelled her cold.
Liu Wei's heart tightened and she suddenly opened her eyes. The man above her head looked at her. Rong Leng easily saw the tension in Liu Wei's eyes and pressed his lips towards her again.
It seems to be comforting.
Liu Wei finally felt at ease.