"Duanmuchen..."

Yue Qingqing's voice lost her former calmness, and she controlled Bing Xinyan, who was in the middle of Qingchen, to appear quickly.

As soon as Bing Xinyan appeared, it looked like a plate of delicacies appeared in front of the hungry man. The breathless fire that was originally attached to Duanmu Chen gave up Duanmu Chen without thinking and turned to Bing Xinyan.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yue gently flashed to him and shouted anxiously: "Duanmuchen..."

He took out the ointment from the storage ring tremblingly.

She had no concerns about the injuries on her hands and applied the ointment to Duanmuchen.

She was burned by the breathless fire and had no flesh in her palm, but she saw Duanmuchen's charred body and her eyes were red.

"I'm such a bastard!" Duanmu Chen's mild anger at Yue turned into a long sigh.

It is better to say that he is angry with Yue’s slight self-harm than to say that he is angry with his stupidity.

For such a long time, his young man suffered a rough pain in front of him, and he found no clues.

Who is he not to be fooled?

Duanmu Chen was wrapped in breathless fire. No matter how fast Yue Qing reacted, no matter how short the breathless fire stayed on Duanmu Chen, he could deeply taste the taste of breathless fire.

Because he did not resist at all, his long gown was burned to ashes when he touched the breathless fire.

The crystal clear and flawless skin like the above porcelain has turned into pieces of charred skin, which is wrinkled and extremely terrifying.

"I'm a slut!"

A hoarse sound broke Duanmu Chen's already broken heart into a slag.

"But you are even more slutty!" Yue roared softly, his mood a little out of control.

She just didn't want him to be hurt, didn't want him to suffer, and wanted to do her best to protect him.

Duanmuchen reached out and took her into his arms.

Yue kept pounding his chest gently, her hands were already numb, and blood oozed out from the cracked fingers, leaving shocking blood on the charred chest.

Duanmu Chen endured the pain and locked her in his arms, constantly murmured in her ear: "Well! I'm a bastard! I'm a bastard!"

There is a deep feeling of guilt and self-blame.

Under his constant inducement, Yue Qing's gentle mood gradually calmed down, buried her head in his arms without making any more sound.

His gentleman! So overbearing and so feminist!

It's cold and hard outside, but the heart is so soft.

I am used to being strong, used to carrying everything on my shoulders, used to being swords and shadows, and blocking them by one.

...

There was a faint light flashing in Duanmuchen's eyes, and his chin was resting on Yue Qingqing's shoulder, and he murmured: "Qing'er, beside you, give me a place! Share the responsibility for you to shelter you from the wind and rain and go hand in hand with you

Position! Let me have a chance to protect you!"

Duanmu Chen finally understood why his dear father was willing to be the shadow of his mother.

The people on their hearts are not ordinary women!

A woman who will not scream and cry when encountering difficulties, wishing she will always be huddled in a man's arms.

Duanmu Chen also understood again that what he wanted was always so simple. He only needed to be in a position next to his family. No matter how narrow the position was, even if he could only live in the shadows forever, he would

No regrets.
Chapter completed!