It's a big world, and I just love you

Chapter 830

Just opened his mouth and called his name, Yan Ling choked and couldn't say anything else, just hugged him tightly.

Feel the cold temperature on his body, hold him more forcefully.

The next second, I found that Yi Haiyin's body was stiff, and the whole person was stunned.

He didn't look back or even move. He just kept his original position and stood quietly for a long time.

The hand holding the guardrail is constantly tightening and tightening, as if to crush the wooden guardrail in the hand, and the green tendons on the back of the hand

Yan Ling sobbed, thin body, on his back, big tears, constantly dripping on his back, warm humidity, like can burn people.

I don't know how long it took for Yi Haiyin to slowly lower her head and look at the hands around his body and wrapped in front of him.

Scallion white fingers, tightly entangled together, fingertips because too much force, some white.

His cold eyes, slightly moved, as if in doubt, in front of all see, is not his own too much miss, the illusion.

"Ling'er..." His thin lips moved and he called softly.

The sound is very light, light will float in the wind at any time.

He didn't expect any response at all. He seemed to be shouting to himself.

"It's me." Yan Ling bit his lips, holding his waist hand, silent tightening.

Immediately, Yi Hai's voice was awakened by the answer. He suddenly turned around and looked at the people standing behind him in disbelief.

In the dark pupil, split a shock!

"Yi Haiyin, I'm sorry Oh Yan Ling's words just out, a pair of big hands suddenly hold her face, his cold lips, kiss her.

His action is very fast, but very gentle, gently close to her lips, aware of her resistance, only slowly deep

Deepening the kiss.

Yan Ling felt his pity and tears from the corner of his eyes. He reached out and took the initiative to hook his neck. He stood on tiptoe to respond to his kiss.

Two people, kissing in the wind, behind the sea of flowers, as if all become the background.

The faint fragrance of flowers, lingering in the breath, seems to have become the taste of love

After a long time, Yi Haiyin slowly released her and held Yan Ling with disordered breath into his arms. His big hand tightly clasped the back of her head, as if he wanted to rub her into his arms.

Low Nan, "as expected in the dream, you will respond to me."

“……” Yan Ling is stunned. She raises her head in amazement and looks at Yi Haiyin, whose eyes are at a loss.

What did he say?

In my dream

"Yi Haiyin, this is not a dream, you can see clearly, it's me..." Yan Ling's words have not finished, Yi Haiyin's body suddenly a soft, lean on her body.

She couldn't hold her tall body at all, and was overwhelmed by him on the ground.

She held Yi Haiyin, who fainted in the past, and was flustered for a moment.

"Yi Haiyin, wake up, don't scare me!" Yan Ling tried his best to break free from his arms, looked at his pale face, touched his forehead, and found that his forehead was hot and frightening.

He has a fever and is still standing at such a high place to blow. Is he not dying?!

"Anybody help me call an ambulance!"

"Not to the hospital." Yi Hai audio and video suddenly regained consciousness, suddenly grasped her hand, and grasped her wrist with great force, talking nonsense.

"Ling'er, don't go to the hospital..."