What is this? It looks like a wall. It’s harder than the one just now. Well, I don’t like it.
When she touched his neck, she unconsciously smiled, feeling happy that she had found her goal. This soft pillow was the pillow she was looking for.
Then she fell into a deep sleep, feeling at ease and content.
From beginning to end, her actions were nothing more than a half-conscious journey to find a pillow.
But Mo Feijun didn't feel so comfortable. He grabbed the back of his hand with her soft and boneless hands and felt a strange electric current running through his body, which was numb and comfortable.
When her bare hands moved up his body, he felt that the places she touched seemed to be ignited with a faint layer of fire, a little hot, and seemed to burn into the most secret places in his heart.
At this moment, her hands were hanging on his neck, so close that people couldn't help but...well...want to kiss her.
But in the end, he did nothing. He just used faster Qinggong to send her to the palace where Jun Feimo lived. He was not sure what abnormalities would occur in his body if he held her for a longer time.
He had no memory of any illness in his body that had ever taken root. He had suffered so many injuries and experienced so many life-threatening moments in the past, but he was able to recover in the shortest possible time.
Why is my body acting so strange now?
And it doesn't seem to be poisoning. The breath in the Dantian is functioning normally, but the body is just relatively hot.
Is it because the body has become more sensitive recently and its ability to resist the high temperature in summer has decreased? But didn’t you always feel that the temperatures in spring, summer, autumn and winter were almost the same cool in the past?
Having arrived at the palace, poor Mo Feijun was still thinking hard to no avail.
He gently placed Yun Dieyi in the spacious living room, intending to continue thinking about this inexplicable question. After all, caring about one's own physical condition is a major event in life, especially when he loves himself a thousand times more than he loves others.
people.
But when Yun Dieyi felt the pillow moving away, she returned to the state between wakefulness and confusion, "It's annoying, you can't even sleep peacefully. I'll poke you when I get up tomorrow."
She felt that her eyelids were so heavy and she was too lazy to open her eyes. When she got up tomorrow, she would poke a few holes in the pillow. Hum, it would make it unbehaved and inconsiderate.
Mo Feijun was surprised by Yun Dieyi's childish attitude. He didn't expect that the woman in front of him, who dared to watch the torture of death without changing her expression, would be so cute and playful.
Finally giving up the plan to check his physical condition, he turned over to the bed, and Ren Yun Dieyi put her delicate hands around his neck. He did not move a muscle all night, and did not even dare to turn over.
Yun Dieyi fell asleep again. In fact, her alertness was not low. It was just that she didn't have any sense of rejection towards Mo Feijun's breath in her subconscious, so she slept so peacefully.
Mo Feijun, on the other hand, opened his eyes like ink, looking at the top of his head covered by gauze, counting the little lambs pitifully, but couldn't sleep anymore, all the smiles of Yun Dieyi were in his mind.
, her breath is full of her scent.
When he was extremely bored, he began to wonder, if he was not so busy and worried that Yun Dieyi did not go to bed early and went to find her, Yun Dieyi would be the one who had been sleepless all night, and he would have been playing chess with Duke Zhou.