Chapter 59: Dangerous Man

Leng Rong looked at the woman who was focused on applying medicine for him and suddenly remembered a paragraph her father had said: It was accidental to get used to being around alone, but it was terrible. Often unconsciously, this habit accounts for more than half of your life, but when you find it, you are already as free of an antidote.

So his father never let him get used to it, but only gave him a lot of medical skills to study quietly; left him alone in the deep mountains and let him die; cut off his fertility and made him ruthless for a lifetime.

However, he seems to be getting used to something, and he has found out. This habit made him a little scared and a little happy. Maybe... it's because of this woman who is applying medicine for him.

"Is it better? I'll help you put on your clothes." Bingying has also learned to deal with wounds in the police academy. It is common for police to be injured, and naturally she also needs this ability. So she quickly applied medicine to Leng Rong, bandaged the bleeding wound, and carefully put on his clothes.

Leng Rong didn't say anything, but he didn't seem too uncomfortable to be touched like this. In the past, I hated people touching him, but I was just psychologically afraid that others would take the opportunity to harm him.

After Bingying finished her busy work, she looked around the cave and thought of Jiuchi Mountain for no reason. She wanted to go to see it, but later she resisted the impulse when she thought that the lives of animals would be disrupted by her. There is a large open space in front of this cave. In front of the open space is a forest. Maybe a small house can be built here for cold living. She has seen clearly that Leng Rong will not go back with her.

"Ceng Rong, can I send someone here to build a few huts tomorrow? I know you won't go back with me, but I hope you won't be too far away from me and live in this Fengshan. Bingying turned around with a smile and looked at him. He is a rare good helper for her. People who walk through swords are always injured, and their friends around them may be desperate. They are much more relieved to have him.

Besides, she has another very important thing to discuss with him, and I don't know if he can achieve his wish for her. However, we have to wait until we keep him before explaining the details to him.

I hope he won't be too far away from her? Leng Rong looked up at her, as if there was a soft and inexplicable pull in her heart. But then, he was overwhelmed with colic. Soon, bean-sized sweatdrops fell to the ground, and he moaned in a low voice. Unexpectedly, the old disease would recur at this moment, and he was a little hate this kind of trick.

Bingying waited for his answer, but found that something was wrong with him. She hurried over and squatted down on his forehead and asked, "Ceng Rong, what's wrong with you? Does the wound hurt again?" Shit, it's not that he took the wrong medicine and gave her the poison for him, right? He sweated so much in a short time. It seems that he is really in pain...

"Old disease." Leng Rong gritted his teeth and spit out two words, and his mind began to be lax. He knew that the most painful thing was just losing consciousness. In the past, she was worried that the enemy would take the opportunity to harm him, but today it seems that there is no need to worry about it, because she will stay by his side. The last consciousness flashed, and he fell into endless pain. His consciousness was no longer there, and only the pain tormented him.

"Cold Rong, what kind of disease is this? You are a magic doctor yourself. How can you have such an old disease? Bingying was indeed scared. She also had a conjecture that she was injured today and walked so far away, so the old disease recurred. She felt guilty and blamed her for wronging good people indiscriminately, otherwise Leng Rong would not have been so painful.

But soon, she found that her cold face was as cold as ice, and there seemed to be bursts of cold air emanating from his body. Even she felt a piercing chill because she was close to him, and the sweat on his forehead began to condense. Did you win the palm of some cold? But Lengrong is a magic doctor. How can he not cure his injury?

At present, there is no time for her to think too much. She immediately carried her hands to input the continuous stream of true air into the cold body, hoping to protect him from the cold.

After a while, Bingying was also overdepleted, but finally saw that the coldness was not so cold. She took her hand and adjusted her internal breath, but she saw that the cold face began to get cold again. Just as she was about to continue her work, Leng Rong spoke.

"Don't lose your internal strength. I'm an old disease, and I'll be fine in a while." Leng Rong also knew that with her luck, he was indeed much better. However, if she continues like this, she will also be hurt, so she can stop her while she is a little clear.

"But you are very cold, what should you do?" Seeing him fall towards herself, Bingying hurriedly reached out and hugged him, and couldn't help shivering. How can he stand it when it's so cold?

Leng Rong didn't answer her anymore, but endured the pain with his eyes closed. Seeing this, Bingying couldn't help hugging him tightly, hoping to convey some warmth to the past. At this time, only the natural maternal love of women appeared in her heart, but there was no difference between secular men and women.

I don't know how long it took, Leng Rong's body began to warm up, and the sweat on his forehead gradually faded away. He opened his eyes and found himself lying on her lap, while she hugged his whole back tightly. The soft and elastic rabbit pressed against his back, making his heart inexplicably hot.

He got up, looked at her tired face, and subconsciously said, "Thank you." After saying that, even he was stunned. No one was enough to let him say these two words, but at this moment, he naturally said it. For a moment, his mood became complicated. My father is right. The habit is really not very good.

"Hello, I'm so tired. I'll sleep first." Bingying said tiredly, lying on the ground and closing her eyes. Just now, in order to resist the cold coming from him, she had to work hard to keep out the cold. I guess it's been too long. Now she has no strength all over, so she has to rest for a while.

Leng Rong naturally knew why she was tired, so she took out a medicine bottle from her arms, poured out a pill to help restore her internal strength, and stuffed it into her mouth: "Take it before you sleep." Seeing that she did not respond, he put her upper body in his arms, raised her jaw, and then gently patted her on the chest. Hearing that she swallowed because of her lack of breath, he knew that the medicine had gone down, so he didn't disturb her anymore.

This is the first time he hugs someone, and he is still a woman. He swept her with his eyes and had to admit that she was an attractive woman to men. No wonder those people are willing to stay by her side, protect her, and listen to her. I'm afraid it's not just because she is the daughter of Simon Dongliu, right?

He narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly remembered the scene he had seen before. Does she like Ye Bing? This idea immediately made him unhappy. For no reason, all he knew was that he could not stand her making out with other men - in that way.

However, he could also guess that they appeared in time, and Ye Bing did not succeed. He looked coldly at the woman in his arms and came up with the idea of monopolizing her. She approached first, so he was no wonder. Father said that he left the antidote after being poisoned. The taste was painful, and he didn't want to be painful, so he must keep the antidote.

Without hesitation, he bent down his head to hold her bright red lips, sucked** eagerly, and leaned into her slightly mout mouth. No wonder... Ye Bing wants to do this to her, and it's really wonderful. That softness, that sweetness, all stimulated his deeper desire.

She was really tired. Even when he treated her like this, she just frowned slightly and had no strength to resist. Coldly, he stretched out his hand to cover the softness of Bingying's chest, and immediately marveled at his rapidly stimulated change. Men and women... He remembered what he saw in the brothel, and his mind could not help transforming into the lingering between him and the woman in his arms.

Cold Rong is still keen after all. Even in this difficult situation, he quickly detects that Bingying has signs of waking up. He left her lips and put his hands properly, waiting for her to open her eyes. Of course, it's not so fast. He still has to wait patiently.

Bingying slept for a while before she woke up. When she saw that Leng Rong was intact, she got up and said happily, "Leng Rong, are you all right?" She didn't notice anything strange. After all, her cold movements were very soft. She might just think it was a dream.

"Hmm." Leng Rong tapped his head, and an unknown light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

If the cold face is a little bit like a normal person, he should be ashamed of his previous move. Because Bingying was worried about his old illness, she became so tired, but he took advantage of the danger of others. However, he was indeed an abnormal human being, so he was not ashamed at all, but strengthened his determination to take down the woman in front of him.

"Great, the magic doctor should be good and painless. By the way, how did it hurt so much? Is it related to the previous injury? Bingying asked later and felt a little guilty again.

"This is not a disease, it's poison. It's born." A cold burst into his eyes, which made people tremble: "The preparation of this poison is very strange. I don't know what kinds of strange herbs it is made of, so there is no way to make an antidote."

Bingying asked puzzledly, "Who is the poisoner?" Why don't you arrest him and force him to ask? There should be many ways to force people to ask questions, right? She doesn't believe that there are such hard-mouthed people in the world, and she won't say anything.

"It's my father who poisoned." Leng Rong showed his teeth, but he was not smiling, and then added four words: "I killed him." The implication is that there is no antidote to his poison, because he killed the poisoner, and the man was his father.

Bingying was stunned on the spot and couldn't say a word for a long time.