That night, while she was sleeping in a daze, she seemed to hear the person next to her moaning lowly. She sat up suddenly and reached out to touch his head. He had a fever.
And he finally said a word.
"cold."
Zhong Yuxi quickly tightened his clothes, then took off her down jacket and covered him.
Such a strong man would only appear so helpless when his will is at its weakest. He shouted coldly intermittently, his pale face was completely bloodless, and his sexy and thin lips were trembling slightly.
She held his hand and put it to her lips and breathed, gradually warming his frozen skin.
He was still cold and had begun to shiver. The physical injuries and the symptoms caused by the fever were constantly tormenting him.
Zhong Yuxi heard that seriously injured people would die if they could not survive the night of high fever.
She slowly put down his hand, then walked to the entrance of the cave to make the branches more hidden. Her little red hat was still hung on the branches outside to serve as a sign for others to find them.
Looking back in the faint snow light, she looked at his frown, then stretched out her hand to smooth it out bit by bit.
This man, he chose her between power and her.
This man, he chose her between his life and hers.
He was usually reticent and had a cold personality. He never even said why for everything he did for her, but he just did it silently.
Zhong Yuxi's heart is like ice in spring, melting little by little and warming little by little.
She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and the cold air jumped in like a swimming fish, freezing her limbs and bones.
After taking off her top, she took off the cashmere sweater and shirt underneath, and finally took off her underwear as well.
The girl was completely naked, her cheeks were shy, her skin was frail and porcelain, her translucent skin was no worse than the color of the snow outside, but it was dyed with a touch of light pink, and she shivered slightly because of the cold.
At this moment, it has nothing to do with love/sex, but more like a beautiful picture scroll, spread out like an ink painting in this cold night.
She lay beside him, took off the clothes on his chest, and then hugged him tightly with her body.
He reached out and covered the two of them with their clothes, forming a small mountain-like covering.
His body was so cold, but it gradually warmed up under her warmth. He no longer cried out that he was cold, but rather domineeringly held her slender waist tightly with his hands, getting close to her without any gaps.
He slept quietly in her arms, absorbing her fragrance.
Zhong Yuxi held his head, and his soft hair gently brushed her skin, causing a tingling tingling.
She thought: Such a bloody bridge break in romance novels actually happened to her. It seemed that she was deeply poisoned by Xiaoyan.
As I thought about it, I laughed out loud.
It was a quiet night, and he slept deeply. He didn't know if he was greedy for her arms, but he didn't change his position all night.
It was another early morning, the wind and snow outside still did not stop, and a high pile was piled up in front of the rocks.
Zhong Yuxi was still sleeping when she suddenly felt that Youdao's eyes were looking at her without hesitation.
She opened her eyes suddenly and met those eyes as deep as a pool of water.
There was a smile but not a smile in those eyes, with a bit of amusement and a bit of... care.
"You...you're awake." She wanted to sit up, but she was completely weak. Although she only had one broken rib, she had consumed a lot of energy, and she didn't eat or drink much, so she couldn't use her strength."
A slender hand stretched out and pushed her into a solid embrace.
He hugged her and said, "Sleep a little longer."
Her face was flushed with embarrassment, because under each other's clothes, she was naked and still clinging to him so tightly.
And he was obviously enjoying it and had no intention of letting her go.
Well, at this time, should she say something, such as: Last night, I just kept you warm or something like that.
Just as she was about to speak, he kissed her lips. A layer of skin formed on his lips, rubbing hard against her softness.
She lost her strength in his kiss and fell limply into his arms.
Not long after, she heard his clear breathing.
Then his body was shaken, he looked away, opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Not only did he suffer severe external injuries, but his internal organs should also have been damaged.
"Xiao Feng..." she shouted nervously.
He shook his head to indicate that she was okay, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.
He didn't even have the strength to kiss her now.
Lying back on the hay, he stared at the person in his arms with a faint smile: "Why are you here?"
When she mentioned this, she became angry and glared at him and said, "You are a madman. You obviously can't defeat so many snow wolves."
He smiled indifferently: "Am I still alive?"
He tapped her nose: "To capture the thief, capture the king first. I killed the Snow Wolf King, and they became afraid. In fact, wolves, like humans, bully the weak and fear the strong...cough...cough..." He was speechless.
After saying that, he started coughing violently.
Zhong Yuxi hurriedly stroked his chest to help him breathe, "Stop talking."
He shook his head, took her hand and put it to his mouth, "I'm afraid if I don't say it now, I won't have a chance."
"Someone will definitely find us, and nothing will happen to you." After she said it, she was not sure. It had been almost two days, but still no one came to them.
"He won't come looking for me. I know him. If it were me, I wouldn't come looking for him either."
Zhong Yuxi felt sad: "Aren't you brothers? Why do you have to do this? Do you have to have one of you die to be happy?"
He looked at her for a long time, without answering her words, but kissed the back of her hand.
"God has been so kind to me and allowed me to see you again. When I woke up last night, I thought I was dreaming. I pinched myself hard until I felt pain, and then I was sure that this was true.
Yes, you are indeed by my side, such a real existence." He hugged her tighter: "I thought of something at that time."
"What?" Zhong Yuxi asked curiously.
"Death without regrets."
She said angrily: "Crow's mouth."
But he suddenly looked into her eyes seriously, "Xixi, if I can escape death this time, promise me to be my woman."
"You'll be fine..." She avoided it lightly, obviously unable to accept his question for the moment.
"Promise me." he repeated.
She lowered her head, hesitating in her heart. If it was Xiaofeng, it would definitely be possible. He would cherish her and love her, and she was really moved by him.
Give it a try, Zhong Yuxi, try to date him, maybe he is the person you want.
She lowered her head lower and murmured softly: "Let me think about it."
You have to maintain some reserve as a girl, and you can't agree so quickly.
There was a trace of disappointment in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his usual calmness and rubbed the top of her hair: "If you wake up tomorrow morning and you take the initiative to kiss me, it will be regarded as a promise."
She hummed shyly and buried her head in her clothes.