The man felt the object in his arms struggling, and he opened his eyes dissatisfied. What came into his eyes was Yi Shuihan's charming and angry face.
The man blinked his eyes, his eyes were groggy, and then he smiled and said in a lazy voice that he had not yet woken up: "Are you awake?"
The sound is like a clear stream hitting a stone, deep and ethereal, slowly spreading in the air, without any impurities, calming the mind.
However, the anger in Yi Shuihan's eyes only rose but never dropped, telling her that she was about to lose her temper.
Because the man's face was buried in her neck, his hands were around her waist, his legs were wrapped around her legs, and he was tightly entangled in her.[
The man yawned, his eyes were a little sleepy, and he muttered dissatisfiedly with a lazy tone: "I haven't slept enough yet, please sleep a little longer."
After finishing speaking, the man buried his head in Yi Shuihan's neck, and entangled his hands and feet even tighter. It seemed that what he was holding was not a person, but a pillow.
Finally, Yi Shuihan broke out, the anger in her eyes burst out, and someone was still leaning on her desperately.
With a bang, Yi Shuihan was finally relieved. He breathed a sigh of relief and moved his muscles. His whole body was weak and limp. This feeling was very bad.
Someone touched his painful forehead, got up pitifully from the ground, and looked at Yi Shuihan with a dissatisfied and plaintive expression.
That's right, Yi Shuihan kicked someone out of bed just now.
Someone was shivering from the cold, and his feet on the cold stone slabs were already a little red from the cold. He only wore a thin snow-colored coat, and a handful of silver hair that was hanging down, reaching his waist, with a smooth luster.
, without any crosses, scattered neatly and neatly.
Yi Shuihan turned her head and looked at someone. She was sure that the person in front of her was definitely not God, because, would God let her kick him?
Someone was also looking at Yi Shuihan, looking into her eyes without blinking, because he hadn't seen her eyes yet.
Two pairs of extremely beautiful eyes looked at each other.
Yi Shuihan looked at the person from top to bottom, and visually estimated that he was about 1.8 meters tall, about 20 years old, with silver hair, good looks, clear and bright eyes, otherworldly, unworldly, and fairy-like appearance.
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"Who are you?" His voice was hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.
Someone opened his eyes. He hadn't heard her voice yet, so he thought for a moment and said, "Why did you kick me out of bed?"
What? There is no answer to the question! Yi Shuihan half-closed his cold eyes: "Why don't I kick you out of bed?!"
Someone shivered, and his lips trembled because of the cold: "I'm very cold."
Suddenly, Yi Shuihan was stunned. Yes, it was very cold. She was covered with a thick quilt, and her breath liquefied into water vapor. How could it be so cold? It's only August now.
"Why am I here?" Yi Shuihan was in danger again, but now he was a little panicked. He had no idea about the current situation. What people are most afraid of is the unknown.
"I brought you here. I'm very cold." Someone continued to express his dissatisfaction.
"Wear clothes when it's cold!!" Yi Shuihan said these words almost out of his teeth.[
Someone stared at the bed helplessly. He wanted to sleep a little longer, but under the threat of Yi Shuihan's increasingly cold eyes, he had no choice but to dig out the fox fur in the cabinet and put it on.
Yi Shuihan sat up with some difficulty. It was really cold. He looked around here. It was simple, with stone floors and wooden walls. Through the seam of the window, he saw that it was white outside. Was it snowing?
How is that possible! She remembered being dragged off the cliff by Lan Xin and falling into the rolling river. She was washed away by the rapids for a while, and then she lost consciousness.