MTL - The Phoenix Arises-Chapter 515 Knowing that it is an abyss, but willing to sink

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Sitting on the edge of the bed with a string of strings, he took a palsy to help his face with no worries.

"Sorry, I shouldn't leave you alone last night."

The low voice is full of blame and embarrassment.

Looking at the wound on the warm string, the worry-free heart slammed up and reached out and touched the blood.

"It hurts?"

Moved the lips with no worries.

Warm-stringed lips and micro-hooks, holding a worry-free little hand, "no pain."

"Your hand!" No worries, grabbing the hand of the warm string.

Looking at the fleshy back of the hand, the tears in the worry-free eyes slipped.

Wen string distressed and directly into the arms without worry, "My hand is fine, not hurt at all."

Worry-free holding the string, buried his face in his arms, crying silently.

Hot tears, burning his heart.

Wen string picked up the worry-free face and kissed the tears on his face with affection.

"Sorry, it's all my fault..."

Everything is his fault, he is damn, he is the source of all sin.

"Dangdang" a loud noise, the two squatted.

The warmth looked at the movements of the two men, and the eyes were full of shock and incredible.

The warm string brows wrinkled and a heart fell to the bottom.

Ye Wuwei is a confused face, but also a trace of shame.

"You come out with me."

Warmer took a few deep breaths, pressed the anger in his heart, and turned around.

"What happened to her sister?" Ye Wushen looked puzzled at Wenling and asked silently.

The warm string took the corner of the lips and wiped away the tear marks on the leaves of the leaves.

"Nothing, you have a good rest, I will go out and see."

Helping the quilt without worry, the string went out from the inside, picked up the broken pieces on the ground, and gently closed the door.

In the yard, the warmth is facing the warm string.

"follow me."

The warm string of light flashes, throwing away the broken pieces of the hand, followed by the warmth to the bamboo forest behind the mountain.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Warmly screaming and turning, screaming at the temper.

The warm string trembled fiercely, bowing his head and not speaking.

"He is our cousin, how can you..." Warmer frowning, an unacceptable expression.

Warm string squatting, "It's me, everything is my fault, he doesn't understand anything."

Wenser was even more angry when he heard it. He slammed his fist into Wenling’s face. "You know that he doesn't understand anything, and you still treat him like that."

Stepping down the temperature string, fell to the bamboo next to it.

"Why do you want to do that?" Wenser looked at Wenling with a look of sadness.

Wen Wenzhuo clenched his fist and bowed his head without saying a word.

Warmer took a few deep breaths. "From now on, don't take care of you. You will return to the Phoenix Palace to give me a blind date."

When Wenser said, he went to pull the string, as if he would bring him back to the palace immediately.

"No." Wen string slammed open the hand of Wenser, and shook his head in panic. "I can't do it, I must take care of it."

He can't go, he can't leave without worry, he must stay to take care of him.

"Wang Huang Wen string you are not crazy, knowing that it is a mistake, you still have to obsess." Warm frown, incredulously swaying the string.

"I am crazy. I have been stunned every day for eight years. I want to change, but I can't do it."

The warm string of lips evokes a self-deprecating smile. "I can't give up without worry, but I don't dare to approach. Do you know how painful I am?"

Looking at such a warm string, Wenser is very distressed, but can't say anything comforting.

"I can't leave without worry, at least not now."

The string whispered softly and turned away.

Looking at the back of the warm string, the warmth stunned and leaned on the bamboo around him.

Hey, mother, what should I do?

In the room, the chills are helping to fix the right leg without worry.

"Try not to move, I will help you change the medicine every day."

"Thank you, my sister." I moved my lips with no worries.

Cool lips and lips, love and pity the worry-free head, "take a good rest."

Pick up the medicine box and chill out of the room, just hit the temperature string.

"Three brothers?" Looked at the medicine bowl in the hands of Wen Xian in a cold, "Is this medicine still not given to worry?"

The warm string glimmered lightly. "I just accidentally sprinkled it. I re-cooked a bowl."

Cool frown, "Then you be careful, do you want me to feed?"

"No, you go to rest."

Liang Hao nodded and took the medicine box back to his room.

Warm string into the room, put the medicine bowl on the small scorpion, and then carefully raise the worry.

"How? Does the leg still hurt?"

Looking at the right leg of the plywood with no worries, the temperature string smashed a touch of distress.

"No pain." No worries, shaking his head gently, silently.

The temperature string is light and the legs are broken. How can it not hurt? He must have been hurting last night, maybe he even called him overnight, so he couldn’t speak.

"Pill it."

Under the pressure of the heart, the temperature string took the medicine bowl on the side, and gently blew the soup.

Looking at the action of the warm string, the worry-free face is reddish, "I come."

"I will feed you."

The warm string avoids the action of worry-free medicine, and insists on sending the soup to the worry-free lips.

No worries to drink the soup, a pair of water squatting and looking at the string.

The string brothers are really gentle, they seem to have returned to the past.

Obviously a very bitter medicine, but no worries but a sweet feeling.

Wen string concentrates on the soup, although the movement is very raw, but very careful.

"Drink the medicine and sleep for a while."

After feeding the soup, the temperature string makes you lie down without worry.

Worried about holding the arm of Wen Xian, his eyes are full of fear and pleading.

Wen Wenxin suddenly sighed, sat down at the bed and gently plunged him into his arms. "I will not go, I will stay with you, sleep."

The gentle and low voice, as if with a special magic, makes peace of mind.

Slowly close your eyes and quickly fall asleep.

The light breathing sound in the ear makes the temperature string feel very happy.

He didn't want to think about what to do in the future, as long as he could stay with him at this moment.

Throughout the day, Wen Xian stayed in the room to stay with me.

at night.

"How can the third brother not come out to eat, the dishes have to be cold?"

The ice licked his mouth and looked at the food with his eyes open.

The warm sorrow flashed lightly, thought about it, stood up, "I will call him."

The flaming feather came in from the outside. "No, I called it. The third brother said let us eat first."

Warm and frowning, "Why do we do it, we are finished, isn't the food cold?"

"I am going to give my brother and my unhappy brother a meal."

Hail said excitedly to jump off the stool, she had long wanted to see the worry-free brother, but the third brother did not let her into.

"I still go."

The chills took the ice back to the stool and then got up and went to the small kitchen.

"You guys have to eat first."

Warmer dropped a sentence and followed it out.

In the small kitchen, the chills just packed the food, and the warmth came in.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the warmth with a puzzled look.

Warmer took a deep breath. "Do you know the third child and worry-free things?"

The hand holding the food box was tightened, and the cold eyes looked at the warmth.

The older sister actually knows, then he...

Warm and frowning, the second child really knows.

"Do you have any idea?"

The usual sound of clearing, there is a trace of confusion at the moment.

Chilling and coveted, it took a long time to lower the road. "No worries, he likes him."

"All, you look at them and sink into it." The warmth suddenly excited, and the voice was instantly high.

She couldn't accept it. She couldn't know that she was in the abyss. She also watched her closest relatives fall like this.

He was sighing and sighing. "In fact, he is not wrong, and he is not sick. He just fell in love with worry. The feelings between them are the same as those of you and your brother."

The same pure and beautiful, no difference.

He thought that he was sick, but he didn't. There is nothing wrong with loving someone, whether he loves a man or a woman.

When it comes to Xiahouchen, the warm heart suddenly hurts.

Suddenly, she understands the temperature string, the kind of love is in love, but can not be close, tempted to go forward, but always feels hurt, she can understand the most?

Looking at the pale warmth, I couldn’t bear it, picked up the food box, walked over to her, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Let's go with the flow, he won't be worried."

He is more carefree than them, and they think of it, how could he not think of it.

In fact, he has always been rational and sensible to fight against himself, but reason can not beat the feelings.

Warmer looked at the back of the cold, and the lips were not consciously raised.

The outsiders always say that the youngest is smart. In fact, the smartest thing is that the second child is right. He can always see everything as a bystander in a particularly sensible way.

He encouraged Xiaosi, comforted her, protected the third child, and loved Xiaowu and Xiaoliu. Sometimes she even felt that he was not a boss.

From small to large, it’s so cool and sensible. I really want to see how he looks when he jumps.

In the room, chill out and gently put down the food box.

"Is he still not awake?"

Looking at the worry-free sleep, there was a worry in the cold.

"He's fine, he has a fever, it should be exhausted, and it is estimated that he will sleep until tomorrow morning."

It seems that the worry of the coldness is seen, and the string is immediately relieved.

Han nodded, looking at the scars on the face of Wenling, and the bottom of his eyes was a bit distressed.

I took out the ointment that I had no worries before, and handed it over. "Scratch it, lest the older sister feel uncomfortable. They will worry if they look at them."

Light string glimmered lightly, took the ointment, "Thank you."

"You eat, eat early and rest."

Han said, went to the closet and took out his luggage, and then gently left the room.

The temperature stringed lips and micro-hooks, looking at the pill box in the hand, did not wipe the face for the first time, but carefully to help worrylessly wipe the face bruises.

After dinner, everyone returned to the house.

"Two brothers?"

When I saw the chill coming in, the flaming feathers were a bit clear and very happy.

He always feels sleep with his unhappy brother, a little bit pinch, he is more willing to be with his second brother than a worry-free brother.

Lying down on the bed, I licked the head of the cockroach, "sleep early."

The flaming feathers got up from the bed and looked at the cold with a glare. "Second brother, I learned the set of swords that you taught me. I will show you tomorrow."

It seems that only when he is with the chill, the phoenix will be like a child.

"Good." The cold eyes closed and the lips were slightly raised.